lynblu Posted May 2, 2009 Share Posted May 2, 2009 I just want to say a big thank you to the staff of Ecclesfield Co_op. After voting yesterday, I shopped at the Co-Op. I had been home about ten minutes when the phone rang. It was the Co-Op. They told me I had left my wallet on the check out counter. It just goes to show there are still honest people out there. Thank you again, especially to the young lady who served me in the first place. Was lovely to meet you Thursday Nigel & put a face to the name (polling station). Always have a great day down there, catching up with old friends. I worked at the Library for many years before moving 'over the pond' only to discover there's no place like home & here I am back home. Ecclesfield may well have changed & maybe not for the better but days like Thursday, catching up with everyone & feelgood stories like yours (glad you were reunited with your wallet) proves it's not all bad ............... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mh01 Posted May 4, 2009 Share Posted May 4, 2009 Was lovely to meet you Thursday Nigel & put a face to the name (polling station). Always have a great day down there, catching up with old friends. I worked at the Library for many years before moving 'over the pond' only to discover there's no place like home & here I am back home. Ecclesfield may well have changed & maybe not for the better but days like Thursday, catching up with everyone & feelgood stories like yours (glad you were reunited with your wallet) proves it's not all bad ...............oops i forgot it was polling day, never mind eh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Womersle Posted May 7, 2009 Share Posted May 7, 2009 Was lovely to meet you Thursday Nigel & put a face to the name (polling station). Always have a great day down there, catching up with old friends. I worked at the Library for many years before moving 'over the pond' only to discover there's no place like home & here I am back home. Ecclesfield may well have changed & maybe not for the better but days like Thursday, catching up with everyone & feelgood stories like yours (glad you were reunited with your wallet) proves it's not all bad ............... It was nice to meet you too. When you said 'I recognise that name', my mind started racing, wondering why. I never suspected it was through SF. A Polling Station is not a place for starting a conversation, or I would have told you that a Tannery stood on the library site many years ago. Oh dear, here I go again. Best regards - Nigel. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lynblu Posted May 7, 2009 Share Posted May 7, 2009 It was nice to meet you too. When you said 'I recognise that name', my mind started racing, wondering why. I never suspected it was through SF. A Polling Station is not a place for starting a conversation, or I would have told you that a Tannery stood on the library site many years ago. Oh dear, here I go again. Best regards - Nigel. I did mention I recognised the name from SF but like you rightly say, hardly the time/place to engage in conversation. Yeah, I knew about the Tannery, investigated it when a borrower asked for any info on it several years ago................. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sycamore66j Posted May 7, 2009 Share Posted May 7, 2009 Just a thought nigel, if your wallet hadnt been handed in i suppose it would have been the END of your WALLET , at WALLET END. !!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Womersle Posted May 8, 2009 Share Posted May 8, 2009 Just a thought nigel, if your wallet hadnt been handed in i suppose it would have been the END of your WALLET , at WALLET END. !!! I like that one. It gave me a laugh. Very good. I shall remember that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satuone Posted June 6, 2009 Share Posted June 6, 2009 I have just joined the Forum and have loved reading all about the past. I emigrated to Perth Western Australia in 1966 with my husband and three little children. I lived at 83 High Street for 19 years until I married the local co-op butcher boy, then went to live in Wombwell before moving to Australia. I went to Rawsons Infants then the Junior School then on to Ecclesfield Grammar. I have a brother Neil who at the age of 70 has just emigrated to New Zealand after living in Wales for about 30 years. We now have 6 children and 12 grandchildren so have done our bit to populate Australia!!! My maiden name was Badger so if anyone out there knows me please send a message .Thanks Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satuone Posted June 9, 2009 Share Posted June 9, 2009 I used to go to all those shops. the Doctor's Surgery at 50 Church Street was only for the brave if Dr Smail was on duty. He could tell you what was wrong with you, just by looking at you. A good Doctor though. Dr Mackintosh was our Doctor. There was a surgery downstairs and one upstairs. Both had ill fitting doors and those in the waiting room heard everything. You could go round the back with your prescription and Miss Dronfield would make it up for you. There was also Mr Nicholson's chemist at the corner of Yew Lane and St Mary's Lane. Mr and Mrs Moxon had the newsagency opposite the Modern School drive. Dr Mackintosh was my Dr and I remember going to Nicholson's for 4 3penneths which was his own made up cough syrup. The shop I loved was the ironmongers I remember climbing the stairs and you could hardly get in it was so crowded but I can still remember the smell today over 60 years ago, to this day I love going into hardware stores. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satuone Posted June 9, 2009 Share Posted June 9, 2009 The Dunwell family had a grocery shop at 61 High Street - demolished to make way for Marlfield Croft. I only remember Audrey. I lived in the same yard as Ida and Connie Dunwell. They were married to two brothers Leslie and William who were both cricketers and played for the local cricket club. They had the shop in the next yard. Also in the yard were the Brooke's and "Auntie Hilda" was a great piano player who played just like Winifred Atwell. Their daughter was Margaret and I can't remember the boys name. The Dunwells I am sure didn't have any children. Mrs Foster also lived there with her daughter Betty. I corresponded with Ida and Connie for years.Mr and Mrs Hall were our landlords and lived at 85 High Street, also Polly and Ada lived in the yard but I forget their surnames they were sisters. We had so much fun in the yard playing cricket up against the coal house doors and of course Mr. Maw had a small holding up the back with his pigs and cart horses and his wood (sticks) round. I used to ride Tommy the carthorse back to the fields behind the Ebenezer Chapel, with no saddle or bridle just a halter and Mr. Maw walking beside us. One day he started to gallop at the Nurses Home corner and it was like something out of the :wild west'" we passed a bus at a stop and I am sure everyone on the bus had a good laugh. Lucky the horse knew where the field was as he turned into the field and I was already on my way back and met Mr. Maw who was in such a flap on Cross Hill. I never told my mum about that one as I was only about 9years old and would have been banned from taking him again!!!!. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satuone Posted June 9, 2009 Share Posted June 9, 2009 Tonio - Yes I do remember the shop opposite Greaves Road. Strangely enough it was Mrs Greaves who kept it. The building itself dates back to the 1400's. The two shops on its front (Mrs Greaves and Miss Siddons) were a much later addition. When you went in Mrs Greaves shop, you had to go down a couple of steps. You'll laugh at this, but at one time, the bedroom floor sloped so much that the bed had to be fastened by a rope to the window frame, to keep it still. It is still a private dwelling. Do you remember the cottage that stood between Key's Farm and the red bricked house, before the present bungalow was built there? My relatives lived in it at one time, but I remember Mr & Mrs Steele living there. Mr & Mrs Salt lived in the red bricked house when I was a kid. Memories of Greaves shop going with our ration book to get some sweets and Miss Siddons was the hairdresser if I remember but we always went to Iris Barber on Sycamore Road for our haircuts. What I do vividly remember was riding on the back of Trevor Greaves motorbike . Oh what joy we would go like the wind up by Smithywood and over to Chapeltown and fly down to Ecclesfield. We wore no helmets and of course my mum and dad never knew I tell my 12 grandkids all these stories and they love it that their grandma was a bit of a daredevil. I still like speed and take them on speedboat rides etc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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