pedro1 Posted May 16, 2008 Share Posted May 16, 2008 Yeah the hairdressers was up the steps on the side of the building. The shop what`s the bookies used to be a butchers, can`t remember the name. The post office and chemist have always been there. There`s some photo`s on the library services web site of the shops. BTW they`re called hartley brook shops Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
karling Posted May 17, 2008 Share Posted May 17, 2008 Have recently discovered this Shiregreen link and wallowed in nostagia (all 18 pages). Now a question for the "oldies" do you have wartime memories of what we called Home Service when kids attended classes in private houses ? You are supposed to find everything on the net but have failed to find any reference to it. I recall it took place in winter and I think it was two sessions per week and also think it lasted only briefly. The two houses I attended (on Hatfield House Lane and Sicey Avenue)are still there as far as I know. Anyone's life and memory stretch that far back Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coral Water Posted May 17, 2008 Share Posted May 17, 2008 Have recently discovered this Shiregreen link and wallowed in nostagia (all 18 pages). Now a question for the "oldies" do you have wartime memories of what we called Home Service when kids attended classes in private houses ? You are supposed to find everything on the net but have failed to find any reference to it. I recall it took place in winter and I think it was two sessions per week and also think it lasted only briefly. The two houses I attended (on Hatfield House Lane and Sicey Avenue)are still there as far as I know. Anyone's life and memory stretch that far back Karling, I think i may have heard my nan speak of this occuring during the war and i feel sure that my dad attented such sessions before being evacuated. My nan did a strange thing and evacuted him to his aunts in Grimsby (I thought the germans were aiming for the docks - so not a good palce to be at the time) anyway his name was Raymond Watts from Ronksley Rd. Not sure where he attended if he did. My Nan worked at the singnal box on Grange Lane Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Janner Posted May 17, 2008 Share Posted May 17, 2008 I was at Gregg House Rd school, started in 1937. When the war came along we were split into groups, about 10, then we went to a house in Shirehall Rd. for lessons. The lessons were short and the arrangement did'nt last long. I remember the shops at Hartey Brook, there was a chemist's, we used to buy cinnamon sticks and tried to smoke them. We also bought Spanish liqourice , looked like a lump of coal, we used to break it into bits and suck them. There was a paper shop, they had a wooden block with holes in it. Inside the holes were strips of paper which we pushed out . If the strip had a lucky number you won a prize, sweets , I think. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
karling Posted May 19, 2008 Share Posted May 19, 2008 Karling, I think i may have heard my nan speak of this occuring during the war and i feel sure that my dad attented such sessions before being evacuated. My nan did a strange thing and evacuted him to his aunts in Grimsby (I thought the germans were aiming for the docks - so not a good palce to be at the time) anyway his name was Raymond Watts from Ronksley Rd. Not sure where he attended if he did. My Nan worked at the singnal box on Grange Lane Thanks Coral. i knew where Ronksley Rd was but can't recall a raymond Watts....he obviously survived your nan's misguided evacuee idea though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
karling Posted May 19, 2008 Share Posted May 19, 2008 I was at Gregg House Rd school, started in 1937. When the war came along we were split into groups, about 10, then we went to a house in Shirehall Rd. for lessons. The lessons were short and the arrangement did'nt last long. I remember the shops at Hartey Brook, there was a chemist's, we used to buy cinnamon sticks and tried to smoke them. We also bought Spanish liqourice , looked like a lump of coal, we used to break it into bits and suck them. There was a paper shop, they had a wooden block with holes in it. Inside the holes were strips of paper which we pushed out . If the strip had a lucky number you won a prize, sweets , I think. Never heard of a Gregg House Rd school. I went to Hatfield Hse Lne school then to Firth Park Grammar. I imagine these short lived home teaching sessions took place around the time of those two big bombing raids on Sheffield.....late 1941 I think Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ted Hills Posted May 19, 2008 Share Posted May 19, 2008 I recently visited Shiregreen and couldn't resist calling at St. J.& C luckily it was open they were having a cleaning day. I was most warmly welcomed by the priest in charge Anesia Cook who showed me round all the old places I already knew so well. Very little had changed the same wooden chairs for the congregation the same colour scheme as when the church was re-ordered during Philip Cawood's days. It certainly brought back scores of memories. One sad change the scout troop no longer meets there being superceded by the Boys Brigade from Beck Road Methodist. I chatted with one of the older helpers who could recall all the names of people I could remember like the Pinders, Miss Coward, Mr. Littlewood and many more. I promised to convert some of my relavent cine film to DVD and send them a copy of what we did in the good old days. Ted Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Janner Posted May 22, 2008 Share Posted May 22, 2008 Never heard of a Gregg House Rd school. I went to Hatfield Hse Lne school then to Firth Park Grammar. I imagine these short lived home teaching sessions took place around the time of those two big bombing raids on Sheffield.....late 1941 I think Karling, the time when our school was in peoples houses was definately in 1939. When the two big raids took place I was living on Hatfield House Lane No. 108. I also attended Hatfield House Lane junior school. I also went to Firth Park Grammar school. We moved to Masters Rd. Parson Cross in 1947, I joined the R.N. in 1949. I left the Red Caps in 1946 , to go to the Central Tech. Our paths must have crossed at some time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
desmitch Posted May 22, 2008 Share Posted May 22, 2008 I lived on Windmill lane during the War (2 that is) and my dad dug our Anderson shelter 6ft deep and put a pigeon hut on top, telling us that hitler was a pigeon fancier and no way would he drop a bomb on us (and he was dead right). Early one morning after a blitz my school mates and I went looking for shrapnel and found that Shiregreen school had been bombed and we decided that the war wasn't that bad after all... No more school!! Only a few days later we were taking lessons in someones house. those crafty grown ups! We occasionally hung the "twinny" Bloomers from lamp posts (not by the neck , I may add) and if they are reading this I hope they forgive us ( they were too young to join our gang) but the word got around that the Bloomers were german, probably were but I think they had been here for a few hundred years. But the culprits were.( and I'm spilling the beans here). Me, Harry howarth, Frank Heppenstall, Derek Lister and Jackie (I think) Cooper, But then I , Like the poster Janner, left Sheffield,together with Frank Heppenstall to join the RN in 1949.. I have been back to our old house over the years in fact my elder brother died there about 15 years ago and though I am now a long serving expat, I still call in to the best city in the north every other week to sing the "Chip Butty" song at BDTBL Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
desmitch Posted May 22, 2008 Share Posted May 22, 2008 I just wonder if anyone belonged to St Hilda's church on Windmill Lane? In the mid 40s I was a server there (going through my religious phase). Belonged to the social club and joined the church lads brigade with a couple of mates.In the CLB I was made a drummer, couldn't afford a full uniform just a pair of ex post office trousers, with a red stripe and a white shirt..On sunday parade on passing our house my mother would shout "there's our Derek, the drummer" She was nearly right ...there were 12 in the band, with 4 trumpets two side drums and a big drum.. me and my two mates had a pair of drumsticks each but no drum.. I have a feeling that it was about this time we decided to join up, at least we would get a full uniform...!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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