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Margaret Bishop was one of my friends. I completely forgot she was in the wheelers. She could also play the piano very well. I used to go to her house and tinkle on the keys.

Wasn't that under the town hall; costs a lot more now

We went through that way this year and yes sadly it has. My Grandad always went to the Wellington; My Gran used to make me go to the little window in the wall there with ajug and have it filled with her bitter; I would be about 9

I lived in Darnall on Station Road; the club trips used to go from the train station to cleethorpes; they would file past our house and Mum would say 'get your coat on' ready for the trip. You were given a little brown envelope with spendos in. I also used to go to the Church of Engand School at the bottom of the road and mum would come with a cup of oxo in the winter at playtimes. We used to go to storeys for our bread; I used to love the smell of the freshly baked bread. We used to have trolleys and ride from the top of the road down to the little close opposite the school; not much traffic then; one Easter I had my new clothes on and the dress I was wearing got torn; Mum was not best pleased. I have photos of myself in the Whitsun parades with my straw bonnet and basket with flowers walking along Main Road. We had picnics in High Hazels park. The kids of today have lost the joys of wandering all over and exploring. I was 9 when we left to our new house in Hackenthorpe. The family lived in a 3 storey house, which is still up; there was mum & dad, me, grandma and grandad, Aunt Nell and then when my cousin, who was much older, came back from Germany(he had been demobbed) with his wife and 3 kids in the attic space. The tin bath was put in front of the fire on Sunday night (mum, dad & me were in the basement) and Mum would shout upstairs that we were in the bath. My friend Stephanie had a bathroom on the close (forget the name) and an indoor toilet, but they did have a business.

I lived in Darnall on Station Road; the club trips used to go from the train station to cleethorpes; they would file past our house and Mum would say 'get your coat on' ready for the trip. You were given a little brown envelope with spendos in. I also used to go to the Church of Engand School at the bottom of the road and mum would come with a cup of oxo in the winter at playtimes. We used to go to storeys for our bread; I used to love the smell of the freshly baked bread. We used to have trolleys and ride from the top of the road down to the little close opposite the school; not much traffic then; one Easter I had my new clothes on and the dress I was wearing got torn; Mum was not best pleased. I have photos of myself in the Whitsun parades with my straw bonnet and basket with flowers walking along Main Road. We had picnics in High Hazels park. The kids of today have lost the joys of wandering all over and exploring. I was 9 when we left to our new house in Hackenthorpe. The family lived in a 3 storey house, which is still up; there was mum & dad, me, grandma and grandad, Aunt Nell and then when my cousin, who was much older, came back from Germany(he had been demobbed) with his wife and 3 kids in the attic space. The tin bath was put in front of the fire on Sunday night (mum, dad & me were in the basement) and Mum would shout upstairs that we were in the bath. My friend Stephanie had a bathroom on the close (forget the name) and an indoor toilet, but they did have a business.

I used to cycle from Hackenthorpe to Millhouses Lido for the joy of swimming in icy cold water and that was the summer months. I remember it as being very deep and a bit murky. No wonder they changed it . That was around 1960s. Later I took my own boys to visit and have rides on the paddle boats on the pond.

mmmm, i also left in 64 but my parents still lived there til 69, it has changed, but its good to have memories; The old hall was a favourite in the village, I think it was made into flats. There was also a farmhouse at the junction of Dyke Vale Road and Birley Spa Lane; an old lady used to sell eggs and veg. I used to visit to pick up eggs; it was unbelievable inside; it was pulled down to make way for the parade of new shops. We also used to cycle and told not to go from the estate, but we used to ride to Millhouses park, through Frechville and Gleadless. Remember Frechville carnival well. My son won the bonny baby contest, the first and only competion, just wouldn't put anyone through that again. We have a certificate and held a silver cup for a year.(tiny).

I was a first year intake at Carter Lodge. Mary Wyre, Howard's niece was in my class, she used to ride with the Wheelers. Nobodys mentioned the pearl button works which was on what is now Utah Terrace opposite the wooden hut on the cricket pitch. We used to forage in the bins for the damaged ones. The hut belonged to Christ Church, Hackenthorpe and we used to have teas and games there with Mr. West from the Church. I have a photo of us sat on the steps with the helpers and Mr. West. I was married at the Church but sadly it has changed and the pews have gone and the altar is the other way round, we visited for our 40th anniversary and came away dispirited. We used to go down the side of Hackenthorpe village school and climb the trees and write our names in the bark of our sweethearts. Does anybody remember the Booths who used to be caretakers at the school. Ken went to Carter Lodge and lived in the village.