tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post240749489947312690..comments2024-02-07T23:23:13.726+00:00Comments on The Fylde and Wyre Antiquarian: A Photographic Delve into the PastBrian Hugheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-2627197841028180112020-04-16T17:56:34.174+01:002020-04-16T17:56:34.174+01:00Immigrants from Little Bispham.
I remember those ...Immigrants from Little Bispham.<br /><br />I remember those people and places from when, as a young child, I & my family lived there in the early 50s.<br /><br />Mrs Mac refused to refund me the deposit on the pop bottles which I hunted down from the long grass where people enjoyed themselves. If we ran out of groceries I sent with ready cash to buy the missing items. <br /><br />Every now & again we all got a free trip on one of Mac’s boats, as dad sometimes did some odd jobs for him. The tea rooms were not a roaring success, having a great rival in Throstles Nest which was a dinning room on the main road going into Wyre Road. This specialised in big do’s weddings, birthdays & ham teas for funerals.<br /><br />I have a photo of Winnie*, dad’s mum, near the gates of what was Poolside Vilas, now I understand Tarn Howes which is the first house on Wyre Road. The house had three generations of us but was an unusual build, e.g. the top floor, while floored, had no internal divisions. We sometimes took the overflow from The River House when James, my brother, and I were banished to the loft.<br /><br />* I will try to post this.J Highamnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-89789848033514755952009-02-20T15:38:00.000+00:002009-02-20T15:38:00.000+00:00James,That'd be the footpath in the photograph of ...<B>James,<BR/><BR/>That'd be the footpath in the photograph of the latest post then. The extremely ancient one over the top of Stanah Hill?</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-80011989181635159772009-02-20T13:34:00.000+00:002009-02-20T13:34:00.000+00:00No its the other end of the river, opposite Wardle...No its the other end of the river, opposite Wardleys theres a Public FootPath starts in the field opposite Stanah Hill Farm House , just past Adams Stables on Underbank theres a sign post by the style comes out at the the end<BR/> of Wyre Wild Life Park The old jetty is still there,I've had a word with my cousin and she said its Ok ,Shedose'nt live at the farm her son does iof he askes just tell hom his mother Elsie Swift, gave her permission.<BR/> <BR/>good LuckAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-83041968183049121942009-02-20T08:04:00.000+00:002009-02-20T08:04:00.000+00:00James,The stile at Wardley's Ferry...that'd be the...<B>James,<BR/><BR/>The stile at Wardley's Ferry...that'd be the cuttings near the Yacht Club, I assume, otherwise known as Bulker, where the old ford once ran? Roman cuttings them. I wonder if your cousin would mind having a few archaeoligists ferretting around.</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-71180076490211341782009-02-20T01:20:00.000+00:002009-02-20T01:20:00.000+00:00Theres another set of Silcocks cottages older than...Theres another set of Silcocks cottages older than those on Lambs Hill on Underbank Rd,Russell Forsyth lives in one, Dr Lluellen lives or lived in another as did a Mrs Taylor her husband (sadly no longer with us )Managed Silcocks Pedigree Pig Farm (its now Adams Stables),Silcocks workers from the Bone Mill and later Thornton Hall Farm lived there and made their way to work in the fields above Blue Bell Wood.Sadly its now mostly eroded,by the high tides.I dont know if you know this the owners of the land that abuts the river also own the river to mean high water,My cousin owns the stretch from the style at wardleys ferry to the junction with Underbank Rd,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-2227263720196879872009-02-19T00:40:00.000+00:002009-02-19T00:40:00.000+00:00James,I know where Silcocks Cottages are (just dow...<B>James,<BR/><BR/>I know where Silcocks Cottages are (just down the road from my sister's house actually), but I've never heard of Bluebell Wood. Whereabouts is that?</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-6301590220584849662009-02-18T22:57:00.000+00:002009-02-18T22:57:00.000+00:00There used to be a foot path from Silcocks Cottage...There used to be a foot path from Silcocks Cottages on Underbank on the fields above BlueBell Wood, used by the Silcocks Bone Mill workers who lived in the cottages,james.scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01048595176470297896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-73076965986718423242009-02-16T13:57:00.000+00:002009-02-16T13:57:00.000+00:00Reuben...I might just do that at some point. It'll...<B>Reuben...I might just do that at some point. It'll mean having to go down to Skippool to take some photographs first though...and what with me suffering from boneidleitus, it might be some time yet.</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-18209538592666275482009-02-16T12:20:00.000+00:002009-02-16T12:20:00.000+00:00You should, perhaps, have done a 'now and then' co...You should, perhaps, have done a 'now and then' comparison.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-1522506193313984362009-02-16T09:14:00.000+00:002009-02-16T09:14:00.000+00:00Jayne,Re first picture: No. That'd be another bran...<B>Jayne,<BR/><BR/>Re first picture: No. That'd be another branch of the family.<BR/><BR/>Re second picture: You've obviously never been to Thornton Gala.<BR/><BR/>Re third picture: Whatever you do, don't put vinegar on those chips...not unless you want exploded seagull all over your head.<BR/><BR/>Reuben,<BR/><BR/>Skippool Creek looks completely different nowadays. Lots more trees and stuff. Less buildings on stilts with bums hanging out of holes in the floor.</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-16760099555201249192009-02-16T04:31:00.000+00:002009-02-16T04:31:00.000+00:00The last photo is my favourite; it has a sort of a...The last photo is my favourite; it has a sort of atmosphere - like the one you'd get in a Dr. Who episode involving the Sea Devils. <BR/><BR/>And I still see that Britain's reputation for having little in the way of suburban greenery persists unmodified by photoshop.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-78795590037196739102009-02-15T09:30:00.000+00:002009-02-15T09:30:00.000+00:00That top pic is impressive - did they import the t...That top pic is impressive - did they import the tree growing out of Mrs Shepherds head to Oz, too?<BR/><BR/>2nd pic - for a gala they look awfully glum.<BR/>Castor oil day, again?<BR/><BR/>3rd reminds me of <A HREF="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2079412236_68ca0fb537.jpg?v=0" REL="nofollow">Mordialloc Creek</A>...which is obviously busier these days than Skippool Creek in the past...and doesn't boast a tea rooms perched above high tide...unless you count the seagulls swooping off with hot chippies.<BR/><BR/>WV=porki subtle reminder for me to go on a diet?!Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13887495757366973130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-39457668696222683692009-02-14T15:43:00.000+00:002009-02-14T15:43:00.000+00:00Shirley,(I know that's you, even if you are signed...<B>Shirley,<BR/><BR/>(I know that's you, even if you are signed in under Anonymous)...we had a smashin' mornin' int' mill wi' thee! The hearts-on-springs headgear really suited you. I only wish we could have stayed longer, but...you know how it is...Valentine's day and rolling pins and stuff. We shall return in search of that tunnel as soon as we can. And thanks for showing us round. It were reet grand.<BR/><BR/>Andrew,<BR/><BR/>What with all those sheep you've got in Oz, I'm surprised that you don't know quite a lot of shepherds.<BR/><BR/>John,</B><BR/><BR/>"I would have thought that was a wedding going on in the third pic."<BR/><BR/><B>Nah...it's definitely Skippool Creek. More old photos to follow at some point. There's plenty of 'em on my hard drive.<BR/><BR/>James, (Anonymous II and an Old Un -- presumably you're all three at once, although if I've got that wrong, many humble apologies. It's been a long day...)<BR/><BR/>I wish I'd talked to you before I wrote the article. It would have been twice as big. Thanks for the info! It'll come in handy next time I write something about Skippool Creek, I'm sure.</B>Brian Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350965110160879688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-72427042632722114222009-02-14T15:02:00.000+00:002009-02-14T15:02:00.000+00:00Re; the above post Acredited to Anomynous is My po...Re; the above post Acredited to Anomynous is My postI apologise asI'm known as anomynous on another site,<BR/>I'll have another go at deciphe ring my first effort,The Cafe across the Creek was owned and run by Mr Grimes and his wife,Mr & Mrs Mac( Maclelon live across the road in the end house, know them since the 1930s She sold ice Cream Gigarettes, sweets bread milkl and the boatowners got their fresh water from there, i think you had to pay a mooring fee of £3 per year to qualify. Mr Mac was "The Creek Master" in summer he ran 2 pleasure boats to the Stanah Cafe Via wardleys I used to run one of them for him when it was busy,I lived on a housboat opposite THE River House From 1947/1949 so I new them well.<BR/>The black building next to the cafe was a ships chandler and sail maker run by Robin Blackledge<BR/><BR/> hope this helpsjames.scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01048595176470297896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-42648662175820428212009-02-14T14:23:00.000+00:002009-02-14T14:23:00.000+00:00Addition the Black building was used By Robin Blac...Addition the Black building was used By Robin Blackledge after WW2 as a ships Chandler and sailmakerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-81999298841601990782009-02-14T14:16:00.000+00:002009-02-14T14:16:00.000+00:00I think it A Mr Grimes ran that Cafe (he was in a ...I think it A Mr Grimes ran that Cafe (he was in a wheel Chair I knew Him, His Wife and Mr & Mrs MC crelann very well, who lived they lived inthe end house across the rd sold ice cream cigarettes sweeta in the end house her was the Creeks and bread & milk for theweekend boat owners,Master,<BR/>Old Mac had 2 motor boats EX life boats Used to run to the the Cafe at Stanah Via Wardleys in summer, I used to run one of them for him when it was busy, at that time 1947/1948 used to live on a house boat opposite river house<BR/><BR/> Happy daysAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-76713328878536581412009-02-14T14:00:00.000+00:002009-02-14T14:00:00.000+00:00The photos are great! It's funny how events can b...The photos are great! It's funny how events can be so unrecognizable inlater years. I would have thought that was a wedding going on in the third pic. And if trying to identify the location, perhaps that iron fence at left can give a clue?<BR/><BR/>As for the last photo, it's odd thta feed would be stored over the water, where it might go bad or start to grow, but then again, it would be harder for rodents and other little beggars to get to it. I just hope they cleaned it out real good before they opened the tea shop!<BR/><BR/>Old photos are great. More please!<BR/><BR/>JOHN :0)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15142977785391302797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-6764210970920843232009-02-14T12:55:00.000+00:002009-02-14T12:55:00.000+00:00Not sure why you would imagine you have any Austra...Not sure why you would imagine you have any Australian readers. Why would they be interested in Fields and Wire? I don't know the Shepherds, but I will ask folk on the tram to work tomorrow morning. I'm sure someone will know them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34515154.post-29151145490045308522009-02-14T07:54:00.000+00:002009-02-14T07:54:00.000+00:00thanks Brian fond memories of stewed tea and musty...thanks Brian fond memories of stewed tea and musty biscuits and an experience on the over water loo with gaping floorboards. Sometimes at high tide we had to abandon ship (cafe) as the water crept in over the tide washed carpets. All the fun of the fifties..How about a pic of windy harbour another Sunday jaunt in our old car nicknamed Hoppy as it could manouver hills with great dexteritory (an Austin Ruby wound up with a key!!!) see thy inth' mill laterAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com