Off Topic Little things you don't see anymore

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TV Programs

Bill and Ben The Flower Pot Men (For the 70 year olds on here)
Emergency Ward 10

Radio Programs

Dick Barton Special Agent
The Goon Show
ITMA
Wilfred Pickles
In Town Tonight
Billy Cottons Band Show
Jimmy Edwards
Tony Hancock
Life With The Lyons
Workers Playtime
Mrs Dales Diary

Good list there CT. Would add the only comedy half hour that featured a regular football segment. The 'Al Read Show' which had a critical, know-all, crowd fan shouting at his team.

Also 'Much Binding in the Marsh'. Dick Barton was a real 'street clearer' as all games stopped for the 6-45 pm start and generally kids weren't allowed back out after it finished.

Also favourites of mine Journey into Space, Paul Temple, and The Man in Black.
 
I lived at 109 Penshurst Avenue in the circle at the end of the cul-de-sac. I looked on Streetview the other week to see how it had changed.The 3 houses in the corner have block paving linked together for car parking- what a good idea. We could only afford bikes. I used to bike to see City with my Dad and we would go down Boothferry Road and lock up the bikes near the hoardings at the corner of North Road. How times have changed. I don't suppose the brick shelter is still there. During the Blitz my Dad would look out of the rear windows when the bombs were dropping over Hull and the next day would go out on his bike to see what damage had been caused. He was a bit of a character. He died in 1972 and my Mum moved to North Hull a few years later, to be nearer to my brother and me. Hope you have enjoyed the reminiscences OLM?

Ah, I knew a few people down there. Linda Stone for example, and Susan Pinnock. There was a family called Burgoyne too. You'll remember the shops round the corner on Cambridge Road? Mrs Needler's newsagents? Fish and chips? There was a laundry / dry cleaners too that became my foster father's electrical shop.

There was a cinder track across to Boothferry Road, but that lad is now completely built up I'm afraid.
 
Bloody hell Bunkers....our families may well have been next-door-but-one neighbours for a time mate....we lived at 51 Bedford Road between 1948-56, me going to Penshurst CP school from 1950-56, my sister 1951-57. We moved to Beverley Rd Hessle in '56, just about opposite Park Ave, where the EYMS bus stop was. My mother lived at the Bev Rd address until her death in 2010.
I vaguely remember my first day at Penshurst. Because of my birthday, for some reason I started about 2 weeks later than the rest of the year, and when the bell rang after morning play-time, instead of going back into class I buggered off home 'cos I didn't know the ropes like all the other kids did. I remember being confused walking up the ten-foot behind Bedford Road balling my eyes out as there was no-one else around. My ma took me back about 1/2 hour later. Rather embarrassed she was. I'll never forget the ten-foot - the rag 'n' bone man's horse & cart, the van ( or was it another horse & cart) that delivered the washing machines on a Monday morning, picking 'em up later that evening. As far as Penshurst was concerned, I remember Miss Brown who was deputy head and my teacher in my last year there. Unlike Joanna, I don't remember her being a corporal-punishment type, but then she may have matured/mellowed somewhat since Joanna's time there. One memory that does stick in my mind was the retirement of the headmaster (can't remember his name though). He got a present from the staff & kids of a bloody pig, which they had on the school stage on his last day. Those ice-slides in the playground on winter days. I believe Penshurst was in the Guinness Book of Records at one time for having built the longest daisy chain known at the time !
Memories mate. Wonderful. I still remember the names of some of the lads at Penshurst the same time I was there, but haven't seen or heard of them for over 60 odd years.
edit: Ah., it was you Bunkers who had the memory of the "violent" Miss Brown, not Joanna. Apologies to both of you.

PPS. Another thing I remembered about Penshurst. For the period Don Revie was at City, his wife taught at Penshurst. Sometimes he'd pick her up after school and while waiting for her, he used to watch the boys kicking a ball around after school on the school field. Sadly, I didn't impress, so he never signed me for Leeds United !!!
Whoa! I don't suppose you remember Leslie Holmes do you? She was a little older than me and lived next door or next door but one. We were naughty in our shed. I think her Dad was a trawlerman. Perhaps you also remember Pip Wood who lived across the tenfoot. He broke his leg.

I remember vividly the rag and bone man in the tenfoot ... I used to mimic his shouting, something like raaaaaaag bon! The retiring headmaster was probably Mr Clark, his wife taught me at first year infants, 1957. Ice slides, yeah, we used to march round the playground doing "all join on" before making a slide. And we did "all join on" shouting "any-body-in-the-road-gets-a-good- KICK". And then there was that awful Dancing Festival every year on the lawn with the French windows all opened up. And the school always smelled of furniture polish after the holidays. And the caretaker was Mr Bielby, who stoked the boiler. Mrs Russell played the piano, and there was a woman who played the cello - an alarming sight when she took her seat. I sang in the choir so she was just above my head.

I can also name quite a few children from my class at Penshurst. Graham Branton (his Dad ran Kingburn Athletic), Graham Paddision, Clive Sibborn, David Liversedge, Berwyn Williams, John Jolliffe, Paul Welton, Jimmy Barnes, Tony Hanson, John Lewis, Linda Beaumont, Gail Beddington, Yvonne Colley, Linda Stone, Susan Pinnock (I thought she was nice), Colleen Whur (she was nice too). I couldn't help laughing when the lasses tucked their skirts into their knickers to do high jumping during PE.
 
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During the Blitz my Dad would look out of the rear windows when the bombs were dropping over Hull.

During bombing raids an Anti Aircraft gun was often positioned at the top of the Marfleet railway bridge, which was almost opposite my upstairs bedroom window. I used to make an excuse to leave the garden air raid shelter and race upstairs to watch the gun firing before being called back into the shelter.

Back on topic..... X- Ray machines in shoe shops which enabled the position of the feet in the shoe to be viewed.
 
Some great memories shared in those recent posts.

I'd be interested to hear accounts of the social scene for young adults in those pre-disco and Kareoke days.
 
Some great memories shared in those recent posts.

I'd be interested to hear accounts of the social scene for young adults in those pre-disco and Kareoke days.
There was a very fashionable coffee bar at The Plaza - that was the pictures in Hessle (I detest the word cinema, it is so pretentious). It was done out in pastel shades of green, yellow and pink, and there was a jukebox that played Doris Day (Move Over Darling) and Eddie Cochran (Three Steps to Heaven). There were fluorescent lights, which in those days were avant-garde. Mind you, I hardly got near the coffee bar. I was restricted to Saturday mornings at the pictures watching Zorro or Laurel and Hardy.

Back then dance halls were popular. The Beverley Regal was infamous for the fighting, and it took the bouncer Sam Evans all his strength to sort some of the youths out. Locarno in Hull was similar, but I don't recall a dance hall in Hessle.

I still like Doris Day ...

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Whoa! I don't suppose you remember Leslie Holmes do you? She was a little older than me and lived next door or next door but one. We were naughty in our shed. I think her Dad was a trawlerman. Perhaps you also remember Pip Wood who lived across the tenfoot. He broke his leg.

I remember vividly the rag and bone man in the tenfoot ... I used to mimic his shouting, something like raaaaaaag bon! The retiring headmaster was probably Mr Clark, his wife taught me at first year infants, 1957. Ice slides, yeah, we used to march round the playground doing "all join on" before making a slide. And we did "all join on" shouting "any-body-in-the-road-gets-a-good- KICK". And then there was that awful Dancing Festival every year on the lawn with the French windows all opened up. And the school always smelled of furniture polish after the holidays. And the caretaker was Mr Bielby, who stoked the boiler. Mrs Russell played the piano, and there was a woman who played the cello - an alarming sight when she took her seat. I sang in the choir so she was just above my head.

I can also name quite a few children from my class at Penshurst. Graham Branton (his Dad ran Kingburn Athletic), Graham Paddision, Clive Sibborn, David Liversedge, Berwyn Williams, John Jolliffe, Paul Welton, Jimmy Barnes, Tony Hanson, John Lewis, Linda Beaumont, Gail Beddington, Yvonne Colley, Linda Stone, Susan Pinnock (I thought she was nice), Colleen Whur (she was nice too). I couldn't help laughing when the lasses tucked their skirts into their knickers to do high jumping during PE.
I don't suppose you know my brother Graham Carter. He would be there from 1947 and then went to Hessle High. On the first day that he started at Penshurst, he came home at play-time thinking that was it!! My mother was looking out of the bedroom window at the back and she saw him heading home, so she went to meet him. Was there a teacher called Miss or Mrs. Sibborn? I seem to recognise the name Susan Pinnock, but none of the others. My era would be Geoffrey Tong, Gordon Pashby, Margaret and Eric Simmonds, Sylvia , Peter and Charles Davison, Eric Dibnah and his sister, whose name I can't remember, Margaret Harrison and Diana Clifford.
 
........ but I don't recall a dance hall in Hessle.

They occasionally had dances on Sat nights in the hall just round the corner from the cop shop near the Weir. The barrow-lads used to come up from Hull docks & created havoc...fights every time and the cops never made an appearance ! Early sixties they were - eventually stopped 'em cos neighbours complained.
 
Some great memories shared in those recent posts.

I'd be interested to hear accounts of the social scene for young adults in those pre-disco and Kareoke days.

I was a regular at Marist disco (Fat Wallys). The snowball dance at the end used to be quite interesting .

Also Wyke disco.

I quite liked a disco or two :emoticon-0169-dance
 
They occasionally had dances on Sat nights in the hall just round the corner from the cop shop near the Weir. The barrow-lads used to come up from Hull docks & created havoc...fights every time and the cops never made an appearance ! Early sixties they were - eventually stopped 'em cos neighbours complained.
Yes that was the Hessle Town Hall, with the South Lane Methodist Church opposite. Knocked down now!! At one time was used for selling and servicing lawnmowers! My wedding was at that church, officiated by the Rev. Charlton in 1959 and the reception was at the Town Hall. I also used to go to the Plaza on Saturday mornings and remember seeing the 3 stooges.
 
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They occasionally had dances on Sat nights in the hall just round the corner from the cop shop near the Weir. The barrow-lads used to come up from Hull docks & created havoc...fights every time and the cops never made an appearance ! Early sixties they were - eventually stopped 'em cos neighbours complained.
Cops. That's something else we never see any more.

But neighbours to the hall? In that part of Hessle they would all be Chief Constables. Mind you, not a patch on Cave Road in Brough or Woodgates Lane. Hey, there's a thing, we don't see any more people openly advertising for domestic staff such as "woman for plain cooking" or "married couple to live in, would suit a retired serviceman", and neither do married women style themselves Mrs (and then their husband's names). How self-erasing can it get? Mrs James Collins?
 
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Cops. That's something else we never see any more.

That's right...no more "Evening All" coppers on the beat. Jack Warner in "Dixon of Dock Green". They're all "Z-Cars" these days, if you're lucky !. Used to look forward to those programs.
Sorry, don't remember Leslie Holmes I'm afraid. From what you're saying Bunkers, I missed out ! Nudge,nudge, :emoticon-0105-wink:,:emoticon-0105-wink: !

btw...your mimicry of the rag & bone man is perfect....just how I remember it too.:emoticon-0148-yes:
 
Do you remember Mr Bielby the caretaker?
Mr Jackson, Miss Collingwood, Miss Connaghton.
Mrs Hallett had us making cress sarnies.
Lovely lady she was.
I went to a reunion some years ago and it hadn't changed.
Very happy memories of Penshurst
I think they were all there when I was a pupil. Good memories indeed. The playing field seemed enormous - Hessle "Recker" even more so. Cricket using tree stumps as wickets. Supporting Hessle Old Boys or Kingburn Athletic on Saturday afternoons when City were away. Hessle RUFC used to get massive crowds there I recall - Park Ave and Bev Road used to be packed with cars those afternoons. Watching Hessle CC in the summer was always a treat too.
 
There was a very fashionable coffee bar at The Plaza - that was the pictures in Hessle (I detest the word cinema, it is so pretentious). It was done out in pastel shades of green, yellow and pink, and there was a jukebox that played Doris Day (Move Over Darling) and Eddie Cochran (Three Steps to Heaven). There were fluorescent lights, which in those days were avant-garde. Mind you, I hardly got near the coffee bar. I was restricted to Saturday mornings at the pictures watching Zorro or Laurel and Hardy.

Back then dance halls were popular. The Beverley Regal was infamous for the fighting, and it took the bouncer Sam Evans all his strength to sort some of the youths out. Locarno in Hull was similar, but I don't recall a dance hall in Hessle.

I still like Doris Day ...

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Yeh, those Saturday morning matinees at the Plaza - flitting from the 3d seats to the 10d seats when the lights went out was quite a scramble - everybody in the cheap seats did it & the management didn't care one bit.
"Flash Gordon" episodes. Must have been that old bugger from Northolme Road who used to wear that long mac !!
 
Yes that was the Hessle Town Hall, with the South Lane Methodist Church opposite. Knocked down now!! At one time was used for selling and servicing lawnmowers! My wedding was at that church, officiated by the Rev. Charlton in 1959 and the reception was at the Town Hall. I also used to go to the Plaza on Saturday mornings and remember seeing the 3 stooges.
Ah yes. I wasn't quite sure it was the Town Hall, for some reason I thought maybe the hall next to the lovely historic Church opposite Northgate, just off the Square, might have been the TH, but it was in fact the Church Hall.
They used to have a library above the Church Hall (or was it the Towwn Hall ?), and a Cubs, Boy Scouts & Girl Guides troup in a building at the back of the Church Hall. I was a member of the cubs for a couple of years, and we got to use the grounds of the Vicarage for games, exercises etc etc. That was also a classic building, but last time I was in Hessle it seems to have been converted into flats & most of the vicarage grounds have been built on. Shame really, but that's progress for you..not.
 
Remember the first concert by an American Band, Stan Kenton, playing after the lifting of the embargo. Ted Heath band went to America in exchange. Earlier, Saturday night dances at the City Hall, then the Locarno opened when you had to be a member or their Club to get an alcoholic drink. Spencer's Arms across the way. Mentioned in a song Home in Passadena performed by the band.
Welwyn Park Avenue/Road/drive that used to be the edge of Hull and the large concrete container to hold water in case of fires during the war. Ten foots between backs of houses where Ringtons and the milk man in their horse and carts used to go. Incidentally I saw they were now gated at the entrances from the street when recently I took an "old memory" drive down to see our old house.
Smiths crisps with the little twist blue packet of salt inside.
 
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I was a regular at Marist disco (Fat Wallys). The snowball dance at the end used to be quite interesting .

Also Wyke disco.

I quite liked a disco or two :emoticon-0169-dance
Remember the discos on the wooden hut behind Good Fellowship in the early 70's - the floor nearly gave way when bouncing to Slade and the DJ had to tell everyone to calm down as the records kept jumping on his deck.