Does anyone know when the baths were demolished or have any photos of either the inside or outside of the building?

I believe they were demolished in the 70s, our school {Shiregreen sec modern} used these baths for school sessions in the 50s @ 60s. We used to be marched to Firth Park to catch the tram to Gower St, then another route march to the baths.
We were given swimming lessons by a strict ex army type called Mr Scott, I wonder if anyone else remembers him?

Oh I remember him alright!!! Taught me to swim in about 5 metres, with fear and a lasoo.




:mad:

yes and me 2 i rember scotty he used to drag me with a length of rope with bunsen burner tube to protect my neck only had about 2 lessons!! then it was life saving we had to paddle warter for 10 mins with our pajamas on and had to retreave a rubber brick off the deep end floor :thumbsup:

That brings back memories! We used to go by bus from Longley Junior School. I remember the smell of the coke and the boilers we passed on the way to the door. I remember Mr Scott, put the fear of God into me. What is it about swimming instructors of that era, they all seem to have frightened kids into swimming!

Mr Scott used to come to our school to give life saving lessons, remember the "Holger Nielson method", we had to practise this in the school hall, then try it out next time we went to the baths. One memory of us all travelling on the tram, was asking if we could have the tickets, a roll of thirty penny ones!
Another memory which springs to mind, anyone remember the Brylcreem dispenser, which gave a dollop for a penny?

I remember Mr Scott teaching us to swim from school, he was a bit of a bully if I remember right. sometimes if he got out of bed on the wrong side he would push us under the water in the deep end with a broom stick and hold us on the bottom for Ten minuets

Originally posted by little malc

Another memory which springs to mind, anyone remember the Brylcreem dispenser, which gave a dollop for a penny?

There was also one in Heeley Baths....used it too when I was a vain teenager :D

Wish I still had all that hair, - where'd it go ?? :suspect:

Mr Scott has been discussed recently on several threads. I was taught to swim by the sinister, bespectacled Scott, with his penchant for hurling the timid into the fathoms of the 'Deep End'. I do not recall the 'Holger Neilson' technique, little malc? Are you sure that you are not getting it mixed up with the 'Heinrich Himmler' method? I remember the perfectly dreadful man as having an intense dislike of children, and a sadistic desire to bully them. As recalled on other threads, legend has it that the father of a Concord Middle School pupil exacted revenge upon Scott by throwing him into the baths, fuly clothed. I sincerely hope this is true. Damn his eyes!

The Holger Nielson life saving method was where you laid the victim on his tum, then kneeling at his head lifted his arms up and down after you had placed his head on his hands. I think this action was suposed to pump water from the lungs!
Never had to practise for real thank god, so no idea if it worked, we were certainly not taught the mouth to mouth method at school, I don't think it had been invented then.
For all "Scotty's" fierceness, I supose we aught to be grateful that at least we can all swim, I can certainly remember the bristle end of the broom when I started flagging on my first length.
I think his swimming method was the "frighten the buggers to death" method, you did'nt dare fail!
I should be able to swim faster now, no hair to cause drag ha! ha!

I remember Mr Scott teaching us to swim from school, he was a bit of a bully if I remember right. sometimes if he got out of bed on the wrong side he would push us under the water in the deep end with a broom stick and hold us on the bottom for Ten minuets

I remember the evil Mr Scott i had one lesson then went in hospital and had my tonsils out then the next time at the baths a few weeks later put me in the deep end and held me away from the side with the famous sweeping brush till i nearly drowned that was my last lesson my parents taught me after that.

I too enroled for Scotties life saving class. For some reason a load of us from Owler Lane had to go to Shiregreen School for the first lesson. As soon as he started talking I thought, "what have I let myself in for" Luckily for me, I was a few days too young to take part. I never did go back. A bit later , I learned to life save in the Boys Brigade and can still remember how to do the Holger Nielson method.

The Holger Nielson life saving method was where you laid the victim on his tum, then kneeling at his head lifted his arms up and down after you had placed his head on his hands. I think this action was suposed to pump water from the lungs!


This method was discontinued after the unfortunate incident with the chap who fell into the River (I forget the name, but you can always look it up on gurgle). The method was applied, but no one noticed that the victim still had the lower half of his body in the water and the river was pumped dry.

I remember Mr Scott teaching us to swim from school, he was a bit of a bully if I remember right. sometimes if he got out of bed on the wrong side he would push us under the water in the deep end with a broom stick and hold us on the bottom for Ten minuets


He wasn't as big a bully as Mr Ellis at Corporation Street Baths. Bloody hell, I really disliked him.

I remember the evil Mr Scott i had one lesson then went in hospital and had my tonsils out then the next time at the baths a few weeks later put me in the deep end and held me away from the side with the famous sweeping brush till i nearly drowned that was my last lesson my parents taught me after that.
The Brush ..i remember it well...He (Mr Scott) came up to me as I was splashing around in the Shallow end and he said "Can you swim??" I said "no Sir" and then he said "come with me boy"..He made get in the deep end under the diving board and I was clutching the hand rail on the side for dear life..He held out the brush and said "grab this" so I let go of the rail and lunged out for the brush..But he moved it out of my reach and I started to drown..as I came up the brush was just in front of me he shouted "Grab it" so I reached out again for the brush only he moved it away again..For the next 15 minutes I was going under, coming up grabbing at the moving brush, crying and trying to get to the side, only to be shoved away again by the brush..This went on until my feet reached the bottom at the shallow end...but I did it, and got my 1st 25 yard swimming certificate..Lets face, it for better or for worse he taught me to swim..and in double quick time.

I remember Mr Scott teaching us to swim from school, he was a bit of a bully if I remember right. sometimes if he got out of bed on the wrong side he would push us under the water in the deep end with a broom stick and hold us on the bottom for Ten minuets

Sounds like the man i remember,one man and his brush,thought he could terrify kids into learning to swim but it didn't work with me,i still cant swim.

i remember scotty, but any one remember the bath attendant "baldy fred" who was a nice bloke, and mrs taffinder (old taffy) who used to look after the slipper baths, she lived in an old house at the top of smiths fields. you could get pea soup for an old sixpence when you came out

I remember Mr. Scott very well but I don't remember any of the ordeals previous writers have mentioned. Maybe because I could swim when he arrived on the scene so only had him for training. He put me through all the way to my Bronze Medalion in Life Saving and also The Complete Swimmer certificate. In 1972 on holiday back in Sheffield I took my 2 daughters for a swim, I couldn't believe my eyes he was still there. I introduced my self and jokingly said "I thought you would have retired". Much to my disgust he didn't remember me but remembered at lot of names from my time with him.

I remember Mr Scott and that flipping broom. Was a bit of a taskmaster but got the job done (for me anyway) in learning to swim. Got to admit I was not a keen fan of the baths with the cubicles at the sides of the pool. However, the walk from Earl Marshal, over Osgathorpe to Sutherland Road used to give me time to focus the mind... :-).

I also remember the baths holding the local schools swimming competitions. This must be going back to the 70s was as I competed for Whiteways Middle.

Still terrified of getting water in my face 40 years later thanks to scottys tactics of creeping up behind you and pushing you in the pool.

Oh my god. I thought there was only me traumatized by mr scott.Can,t believe all these replies.
I was pushed in deep end and couldnt swim.Wearing a rubber ring and as skinny as a stick of a kid i slipped through the ring and still remember to this day being under water for what seemed like an eternity.I genuinely thought i was going to die.Now 30 plus years later i have just begun to enjoy swimming especially snorkelling abroad.
I heard of people getting tried for war crimes.WHAT ABOUT SWIMMING CRIMES ? ha ha. Happy days though.
Anyone know if he,s still alive(don,t worry don,t wanna get revenge.

I used to go there from Hartley Brook school in the late 50's and early 60's but I don't remember him. I do remember a similar jerk at attercliffe baths called Parker - he used to pull the same stunts. My elder brother did some talking with his hands with Parker!!

Mr Jim Scott died some years ago. I think his wife stilll lives off Richmond Road. He liked to pontificate on all matters which took a long time with his stutter. I remember going to Sutherland Road baths from Shiregreen Junior school in 1958-59 when I was in Mr Norman Coombs class (fantastic teacher and still living not far from me). I learnt more swimming at Park Baths with private lessons.

Used to go to Sutherland baths from St. Catherine's School. We all had to kneel on the side of the pool then dive in. Woe betide you if you hestitated, the redoubtable Mr. Scott would just push you in! Before the end of the session he would take orders for hot drinks - orange or blackcurrant. They sold single biscuits (arrowroot etc) for 1p out of the big tins.
During the school holidays, if you were lucky, you got little tear off tickets for reduced prices (5p I think).

We used to go to Sutherland Road baths when I worked at the English Steel Corporation.

I think their swimming club had the baths on a Wednesday night.

I always remember going in on the cold dark nights and finding the baths almost steaming they were that warm and very welcoming.

Happy Days and Nights!

Have just joined Forum and was amazed to see Sutherland Road Baths mentioned. Have tried for info elsewhere but decided it was a figment of my imagination! My auntie (10 years my senior) had the dubious honour of taking me there in the 50's on a weekly basis to try teaching me to swim. What really happened was she parked me in the lovely warm slipper bath then went off swimming with her mates. I remember that we always spent our bus fare (1d or maybe even a halfpenny) ) at a little shop close by - usually an unbuttered breadcake - then had to walk back home to Grimesthorpe Road. Don't know how far that was cos I was only little but it seemed to take ages! Does anyone know where I can view pictures of Grimesthorpe area in the 50's?

He wasn't as big a bully as Mr Ellis at Corporation Street Baths. Bloody hell, i really disliked him.
Nigel, do you mean the swimming bath at the junction of Corporation street and bridgehouses. I have been doing some work down there for the Inner ring road. The place was being demolished but you couldn't imagine there being enough room for a swimming pool.
Phil T

Nigel, do you mean the swimming bath at the junction of Corporation street and bridgehouses. I have been doing some work down there for the Inner ring road. The place was being demolished but you couldn't imagine there being enough room for a swimming pool.
Phil T

Hello,

Corporation Street baths was only 16 2/3 yards long. It was just for recreational swimming. The deep end only had 66 inches of water. There was no walkway at the deep end, just a ledge about 24 inches wide. It was a good place to learn to swim. It had one slipper bath at the bath level and two more at a lower level - alongside the Don. The men's toilet was also on the Don side and they always left the window open - I think on purpose - so that nobody lingered very long. In winter, it was absolutely freezing.

I was taught to swim there in the early 1940's by Herbert Morton, the manager. A real nice guy. After the war, he managed Sutherland Road and then Park Baths. After that, I think he retired.

When they used to have the Star Walk on Whit Monday (or Tuesday), the Race always finished at Corporation Street Baths. So the competitors could use the facilities after the race.

If you wanted to do lengths, 25yards), you went to Sutherland Road baths. I went there from Burgreave School (1948-1951) and took my Bronze Medallion test in the pool. We were taught by Ken Rawlins, a Burngreave Teacher. Never heard of a Mr. Scott

I was looking through a box of records,etc. the other day and found my old Bronze Medallion (dated 1951). It's still wrapped in tissue paper in the little red box. Amazing

Regards

I also used to go to with Mr Scott. I can't remember my best time for swimming a length but if I went over it he used to make stand at the side of the pool and bend over so he could whack me on the backside with a float for every tenth of a second I'd gone over it. I must have only been about ten at the time. Still can't look at a float without remembering the sting and shame. He also used to have us swimming with our feet looped together with the same bunsen burner tube and a brick hanging from the loop. If you stopped moving your arms you sank to the bottom quick. He was a monster.

Does anyone know where I can view pictures of Grimesthorpe area in the 50's?

have a look on the website picturesheffield, mentioned in most threads in this section. there's loads and loads of pics from all ove sheffiedl.

just input "Grimesthorpe" (or names of streets you can remember) into the search section on the site.

Have just joined Forum and was amazed to see Sutherland Road Baths mentioned. Have tried for info elsewhere but decided it was a figment of my imagination! My auntie (10 years my senior) had the dubious honour of taking me there in the 50's on a weekly basis to try teaching me to swim. What really happened was she parked me in the lovely warm slipper bath then went off swimming with her mates. I remember that we always spent our bus fare (1d or maybe even a halfpenny) ) at a little shop close by - usually an unbuttered breadcake - then had to walk back home to Grimesthorpe Road. Don't know how far that was cos I was only little but it seemed to take ages! Does anyone know where I can view pictures of Grimesthorpe area in the 50's?
Have you visited the anyone from Grimesthorpe thread ?

Have you visited the anyone from Grimesthorpe thread ?
Yes thanks - I visited it but didn't recognise much of it.

have a look on the website picturesheffield, mentioned in most threads in this section. there's loads and loads of pics from all ove sheffiedl.

just input "Grimesthorpe" (or names of streets you can remember) into the search section on the site.
Thanks - had a look and found it very interesting. Didn't recognise many of the pics but there was one of the corner shop which we lived across from.

I too remember the legend that is "mr scott" looking back i dont think, being as young as we were, we appreciated his humour. we went from earl marshal school in the early/mi-seventies and seeing the fearsome mr francis perched on the edge of the pool mr scott offered a chocolate bar to anybody who would brush past him and accidentally push him in. nobody dare, but it made us laugh, but upsetting francis was bridge too far. incidentally i bumped into mr fracis a few years after leaving school in the bookies at page hall, he said he was just checking how a "friends" horse had gone on with a wry grin. dont think the teachers were as bad as we all remember.

:help: I remember mr scott he pushed my head under the water and i thought i was drowning i hated him he was realy mean .:help:

I Remember mr scott he pushed my head under the water i thought i was drowning he was very mean man

hello
newbie to this site
just had to reply to this thread!
seen lots of stories about mr scott on various other sites! all bad!
well heres mine.
early 70's and at firs hill school.
swimming lessons with mr scott at sutherland rd.
all the stories you've heard are true.
me and my mate greg were always sent to fetch mr scots dinner from the nurery school next door.
tray, plated meal and desert with a drink of water in one of those plastic cups you got at school, covered with a tea towel.
oh! and a few extras courtesy of me and greg !!!
sorry but its true!
horrible man.
dean

I went with Firs Hill Juniors around 1974-76. Mr Scott tried to "teach" me how to swim by laying me & a few others face down at the edge of the shallow end, telling us to put our hands behind our back, then lifting our legs & sliding us in head first.... Lovely !!!

Also remember Mrs Taffinder, who used to flick a wet towel under the changing room door if you were messing about :D

But the "Bar Six" chocolate bar & a plastic cup of scolding hot lemon tea from the vending machine at the end of session made up for it...... Then it was off to where the swings were across the road to see who the nerve to jump off that low building :thumbsup:

can any one remeber a sandwich shop across from
sutherland road baths run by a iti woman
and the wash house round the corner

hi xxxxxx66
sorry wednesdayite, cant bring myself to type that word!! only jesting!
cant remember tha sandwich shop but remember the wash house.
it was a 'Bendix' wasn't it?
Dean

can any one remeber a sandwich shop across from
sutherland road baths run by a iti woman


Best Corned beef & piccalilli sandwiches ever !!!!!!

Mr Scott was not a bully he was evil

Mr Scott was not a bully he was evil

From some of the postings to this thread, it would seem Mr. Scott got worse as he aged. I had him for a swimming instructor from 1951 to 1955. He taught me through all the life saving certificates to the Bronze Medalion and continued on to the Complete Swimmer Certificate. He was a hard task master but found him to be fair and he would never pass you if he felt you wasn't good enough. I remember he also was a coach for my girl friend who was a top swimmer and would I be in trouble if I even spoke to her while she was in a training session.

'A Pitsmoor Camera' by JR Wrigley has a picture of Sutherland Road baths taken in 1974 (page 43), as well as some cracking pics of Pitsmoor in general. Great little book for eight quid.

can any 1 remember the wash house at the side of the baths and the hair dressers on the corner also not forgetting little wembly

can any one remeber a sandwich shop across from
sutherland road baths run by a iti woman
and the wash house round the corner

Trust you to think about your belly Piggy.

can any 1 remember the...hair dressers on the corner......

I think the name of the family was ROSS .

Mr Scott was not a bully he was evil

I didn't realise how long Mr Scott must have taught for.
I went to Concord Middle School 1969 to 1972. In our last two years we could go to the swimming baths which we were taken to by bus.
Mr Scott would have his hair slicked back and wear glasses as I remember. I was a weak swimmer and never even achieved one length (25yards?). Scotty was strict and firm, he always walked ahead of me at the side of the pool with a stick and loop, presumably to pull me out if I needed it, but never did he once shout at me, dunk me or other such nastiness. What were the school teachers doing at this time, weren't they in attendance at the same time giving a helping hand? I'm an occasional swimmer now but made sure my two were swimming before they were at infants and both exceeded by miles, literally, my non 25yd certificate.. Just remembered the school gala's held at the baths, parents in attendance of an evening, I didn't imagine it did I? Looked forward to spending my sixpence in the crisp machine in the entrance at the end of a session, just remembered the turnstiles on entry. Loved the changing rooms at the side of the pool, you could launch yourself from your cabin straight into the pool once you'd done a left and right check of course....

Nigel, do you mean the swimming bath at the junction of Corporation street and bridgehouses. I have been doing some work down there for the Inner ring road. The place was being demolished but you couldn't imagine there being enough room for a swimming pool.
Phil T

Sorry Phil for being late replying. Yes, that is where the baths were. Years after their demolition, you could see the tiled floor around the pool, which had been filled in.

I remember Mr Scott teaching us to swim from school, he was a bit of a bully if I remember right. sometimes if he got out of bed on the wrong side he would push us under the water in the deep end with a broom stick and hold us on the bottom for Ten minuets

He was a bully for sure! I remember starting there at age 9. Most of the kids who did alright were the ones who were lucky enough to have been taken to the baths by their parents before the compulsory lessons, and could already swim a bit. I remember one girl (who hadn't) getting into difficulty and our own teacher dived in, fully clothed, to help her. Scotty just laughed. I remember another kid being sick on the side after being dunked by the brush.

I did hear a rumour that Scotty couldn't actually swim himself - don't know if anyone else heard that?

For 50 years I have lived with the fear of water because of this guy. It would appear that I was not the only one to get the brush treatment.

The Brush ..i remember it well...He (Mr Scott) came up to me as I was splashing around in the Shallow end and he said "Can you swim??" I said "no Sir" and then he said "come with me boy"..He made get in the deep end under the diving board and I was clutching the hand rail on the side for dear life..He held out the brush and said "grab this" so I let go of the rail and lunged out for the brush..But he moved it out of my reach and I started to drown..as I came up the brush was just in front of me he shouted "Grab it" so I reached out again for the brush only he moved it away again..For the next 15 minutes I was going under, coming up grabbing at the moving brush, crying and trying to get to the side, only to be shoved away again by the brush..This went on until my feet reached the bottom at the shallow end...but I did it, and got my 1st 25 yard swimming certificate..Lets face, it for better or for worse he taught me to swim..and in double quick time.

He did all that to me as well, but by the time I reached the shallow end my bladder was full but the bath's were empty.

From some of the postings to this thread, it would seem Mr. Scott got worse as he aged. I had him for a swimming instructor from 1951 to 1955. He taught me through all the life saving certificates to the Bronze Medalion and continued on to the Complete Swimmer Certificate. He was a hard task master but found him to be fair and he would never pass you if he felt you wasn't good enough. I remember he also was a coach for my girl friend who was a top swimmer and would I be in trouble if I even spoke to her while she was in a training session.Well said Tom from another Scottie fan,

Well said Tom from another Scottie fan,

I was taught by him and he scared me to death,although i did win a few swimming galas for my school.He was from the old school.Maybe we need some teachers to be a bit more like he was and then there would be not so much disrespect from kids..

I went to Owler Lane School so Sutherland Rd was where some of us recieved our swimming and life saving skills, unfortunatly I was not one of them. As I recall we used to walk to Reform Chapel Upwell St and catch the bus there, the teacher gave the conductor a bunch of bus tokens for our fare. The bus travelled along Petre St to Sutherland Rd. I was terrified of the instructor and the whole swimming period was an exercise in staying out of his way until it was time to leave. He seemed in his element when he was, throwing kids in, pushing and holding kids under water and his best of all, hitting you on the backside with his flat hand or even better with a wet towel. I had forgotten his name but am sure it was the dreaded Mr Scott that everyone has been mentioning. I remember walking up Sutherland Rd many times clothed but still sopping wet underneath, because he had a habit of coming into the cabins if he thought you wer'nt getting ready fast enough.

I too remember Mr Scott, can't say I remember the brush though! around 1960. I do remember though calling in the bakers on Ellsmere Rd for a penny Hovis, the tiny loaf.

dadoronron i know glaise taffinder very well befor she moved on to smiths field she lived on cyclops st she lived in our yard she had 3 kids 2boys called john and sevan and a girl mrs taffender use to take us to fox house on sundays

I went to Hucklow Road school and we were taken to Sutherland Road baths. I was 'taught' to swim there. The method was to make you get in at the deep end and goad you to start 'swimming'. The 'teacher' then had a long pole which he mainly used to push you away from the side as you desperately reached out for it to stop yourself drowning. I can still taste the chlorine and feel my eyes stinging 40 years later.. :-D

hi does anybody remember Mr Meehan from sutherland road? he was just as bad as scott.... He made me dive in and i banged my head on the bottom that was the last time i went

where were sutherland rd baths I thought they were attercliffe baths

I think there is a clue in the, "where were Sutherland rd baths". part.

I too remember the legend that is "mr scott" looking back i dont think, being as young as we were, we appreciated his humour. we went from earl marshal school in the early/mi-seventies and seeing the fearsome mr francis perched on the edge of the pool mr scott offered a chocolate bar to anybody who would brush past him and accidentally push him in. nobody dare, but it made us laugh, but upsetting francis was bridge too far. incidentally i bumped into mr fracis a few years after leaving school in the bookies at page hall, he said he was just checking how a "friends" horse had gone on with a wry grin. dont think the teachers were as bad as we all remember.

I too remember Francis, he was a good bloke in reality.

Thanks pitsmoorboy but I'm walkley boy and I dont know where sutherland rd is

I too remember Francis, he was a good bloke in reality.


mr francis had an uncanny knack of making the cane hit right at the finger ends. stung like mad.

Thanks pitsmoorboy but I'm walkley boy and I dont know where sutherland rd is

Arr That explains it. I could say it runs between Peter St. and Carlisle St. But then you will be saying "where is Peter St. etc. Street guide is your answer mate, Good luck.

yes got it on live local, I knew where sutherland st was, I probably should have guessed. Ta

I believe they were demolished in the 70s, our school {Shiregreen sec modern} used these baths for school sessions in the 50s @ 60s. We used to be marched to Firth Park to catch the tram to Gower St, then another route march to the baths.
We were given swimming lessons by a strict ex army type called Mr Scott, I wonder if anyone else remembers him?

Mr scott taught me to swim

Mr Scott? That rings a bell (of doom..)

Was he the guy who pushed you away from the edge of the baths with a stick when you were floundering and drowning?

If it is then yes, I remember... :o

mr francis had an uncanny knack of making the cane hit right at the finger ends. stung like mad.

Mr Frances now there `s a name I remember did maths but we all thought he was funny

i remember scotty, but any one remember the bath attendant "baldy fred" who was a nice bloke, and mrs taffinder (old taffy) who used to look after the slipper baths, she lived in an old house at the top of smiths fields. you could get pea soup for an old sixpence when you came out

Mrs Taffinder was my mother- in law, anyone remember her, ?, Blonde hair, Blue overall, and wellies, We all lived at the old manor house at the top of Smith's field, love to hear from anyone .

Hi I learned to swim at Sutherland Rd baths in the 50s. Living on Earsham Street we were often sent to the swimming baths with a penny and a bath ticket. I went to All Saints School and we had a lady teacher called Mrs Guest and she was very good and didnt treat us like the other guys. Also had a lot of fun competing in the swimming galas there

Mrs Taffinder was my mother- in law, anyone remember her, ?, Blonde hair, Blue overall, and wellies, We all lived at the old manor house at the top of Smith's field, love to hear from anyone .

i remember mrs taff are you pat steve;s wife.:huh:

Mrs Taffinder was my mother- in law, anyone remember her, ?, Blonde hair, Blue overall, and wellies, We all lived at the old manor house at the top of Smith's field, love to hear from anyone .
just seen your location so are you johns wife.if so tell him i was looking at a photo of him and some other old grimey mates a couple of weeks ago.:thumbsup:

Mrs Taffinder was my mother- in law, anyone remember her, ?, Blonde hair, Blue overall, and wellies, We all lived at the old manor house at the top of Smith's field, love to hear from anyone .

Will these do?, I have another one of Blondie< will post it later when I can find it.

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Tell John we always had the best bonfires in Cyclops st.

Will these do?, I have another one of Blondie< will post it later when I can find it.

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Tell John we always had the best bonfires in Cyclops st.come on dido who are you.

Found it.

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Re the bonfires ours was at the top of Cyclops st.

I used to go to Sutherland Road swimming baths, sometimes from school and sometimes during the holidays. I used to be frightened of water (well - we never had a bathroom - just an outside loo!) I well remember Mr Scott, but for some reason, I remember him with great affection - despite the fact that I nearly drowned when he told me that I could swim and I believed him! I leapt into the water after my friend told me that he would catch me and he promptly left me (the swine!) I remember panicking and splashing around shouting "HELP!" at the top of my voice. I also remember grabbing onto a poor unfortunate girl who came to my aid and then dragging us both underneath the water. I remember one of the bath attendants (I think - he was dressed in white) diving in to save me and pulling me to the side. I still remember his paper money floating on the surface of the water. It didn't seem to put me off. As I remember, after that I could swim like a fish - and did so frequently! Mind you, I did get a bit of ribbing back at school about the incident. I was all of 10 years old. Aah! The good old days!