And memories of the area? I was brought up on mainly Bransholme and me and my sister used to often go to the park in Sutton, listening to music recorded off the radio, remember when you had to press stop quick before the dj spoilt it ha, early 80's I'm talking about, remember that guy too in the big sheep skin coat shouting hiya all the time, john? We used to be sad and collect rubbers (of the pencil kind) and studs for our jackets and patches from bransholme indoor market from the record stall, memories I wont forget
I love the Friday night O/T threads. Do you remember the guy who owned the Record stall in the indoor Market ( Craig)? He is a massive City Fan ( and a friend). Sorry to digress. I was born on Havelock St, moved to Fairfax Ave, then relocated to 21st Ave to live with my Grandparents. As you can see, still have an enormous admiration for my place of birth, and the Tigers, though not lived there for 27yrs.
greatfield from when it was built in the 60's, flatty dyke- stickle backs, newts & falling in. Berkley cinema - sat afternoon kids shows, Brian's van flogging groceries n stuff, went to oldfleet school, going to the bookies near (lord) charlies the pub on annandale with my dad, football specials all the way to the ark...
Spent the first 13 years of my life in Catwick, a small village, we'd play in the ditches, the farmer's field, often get dirty. Often out on bikes - had a Chopper, once got stopped by copper in Leven for having a passenger.. Went to school a mile away in Leven, the bus cost 7p at one time.. listened to my neighbour playing "Caravan of Love" through bedroom wall.. remember having our first telephone installed .. and soon afterwards one of the gerbils excaped and ate through the wire.. stayed after school at friends in Leven, played cars, lead figures, stick in the mud in the close.. remember bulldog getting banned at Leven primary when one of the dinner ladies got knocked over and went to hostpital.. everyone was chuffed when bulldog was allowed at Scouts though! Scouts in leven stopped when someone burnt the scout hut down mid 80s..
My childhood memories are around the Bricknell Ave area. We used to go " drain jumping " near Golden Key Park ( off Hotham Rd ), which always resulted in Soggers ( wet shoes). Wyke Youth Club. And to be honest from being 11, me, my brother, and my cousins, all worked in either your parents businesses or the families Travelling Fair around the U.K. ( totally unglamorous and very hard work, but what a laugh).
Bulldog was popular with kids at my primary school in the 90s and all. The same thing happened there, ie it got banned after someone got injured after playing it. Remember larking it and half the kids joined in. If that happened these days the teachers would be ****ting themselves. After that we all moved on to pretending to be wrestlers and started royal rumbles (as was popular at the time) on the concrete, since half the year the grass was out of bounds. I also went to cub scouts in Leven when i was younger. They used the hut at the end of the football playing fields. That's surely not the one you're thinking of? If it was burnt down.
Does anybody remember throwing coins, to see who could get nearest the wall? A lot of classmates used to lose their dinner money to that morning ritual.
I was a keen bulldog player as well. I'm surprisingly fast/nifty for a fat lad, so I was good at it too. I also remember at my primary school that in your last couple of years you could buy freshly-made biscuits, and they were big, beautiful and only cost 10p each. Each day a different pair of kids would have a go at selling them (so over the course of the year every kid in years 5 and 6 would have done it), and for that you got a free biscuit. When it got round to me and my best mate having a go, we ****ed off to a field and ate the lot. We must have eaten 1lb of dough each Memories, eh...
Born in Drypool, moved to Preston Rd when they pulled our terraced houses down in 1967. Used to play in/on the bombed buildings, kids don't have a clue how to entertain themselves these days
Spring Bank til I was about 8, I was still at school down there til 11 but I'd moved up Wold Road by then. I remember after getting dropped off in a morning I used to head up to Freehold Street (the one opposite Park Street) where my mate lived and we'd then head to school from his. We'd not bother waiting for the lights to change, just sort of timed our runs across and then down Park Street to go in through the back streets. Football in the streets before school was good, except for the time I went running after a high ball that came down on the corner of the kerb and back up into my face full pelt from about 4 foot away. Once u Wold Road way it was all the fields at the back of the houses all the time, flooded in winter, but in summer quite often played football in the dark (We even had lights under the cones so we could see where the goals were).
Born in Cottingham and lived in Willerby. So much empty space to play as a kid. Fields and woodland thats sadly all gone now for houses and warehouses. Played conquers and marbles at school and in the street back in the days when you only saw a car every 5 mins or so. It was great to be a child of the 60's and 70's. Shame that todays kids dont have the same freedoms anymore or places to go and do as they liked within reason. Innocense has been sadly lost all to young nowadays. I am proud to say that i lost my virginity on my 18th birthday. Happy days and childhood indeed. My fav hangout was the old Football programme shop that was the other side of the overhead railway bridge near Boothferry Park. Spent many an hour especially in the summer in there.
Beresford Ave area of Bev Rerd. Oak Road playing fields behind my house to play football when younger, and to drink on when older. Main Event & Turnpike pubs where Lidl is now to serve me drinks before I turned 18. Cracking it was, a good place to grow up. Most of my friends are still in that area, so Haworth remains the pub of choice.
Sutton as a kid - Ings Road (between Tweendykes and Lowgate). Used to roam over the fields behind the 'Fenners houses' opposite, right up to the old Ings Road brickworks; up to Saltshouse and through Sutton to Castle Hill. Brilliant childhood of adventure and completely safe from threat (either motor traffic or perverts). Next up was Summergangs Road, from 8 - 11 years old. East Park was our playground - 'Rockies', Peter Pan Park and the huge overgrown area behind the Willows (dockers' club). Then, as a teenager, Park Avenue - cycling all over Cott/Skidby/Willerby/Little Weighton &c.......then girls began to figure in things.
Oh what a good thread this is, i 'grew up' on North Hull Estate - firstly on Endike Lane. We lived in the pre-fabs at the end of Ellerburn to start with and then moved to a brand new house on 24th Ave, Orchard Park Estate had not even been built back then, it was just open fields along Orchard Park Road, we used to play there and in the park (now opposite Tesco) almost every night after school until it got dark. I remember going to Boothferry Park either by bus from Greenwood Ave or by going into town and getting the train to Boothferry Halt. Good memories!
Born in Sutton, lived there for 9 years going to Neasden then moved to Beverley - St Mary's and Longcroft Schools. Moved away then until 2003 and now just over the Bridge near Brigg - I loved being away but having come back up North it is even better to be back even if I'm on the wrong side of the Bridge! I think most of the games we played as kids would be banned now - Bulldog a great example. Roaming derelict sites, building sites and parks - I don't think most parents would let their young kids out at that age now and certainly not till late particularly in Summer.
almost all of my schools have gone now Paisley primary - sutton park - constable st primary (inc a stint at Gordon street while cunny was getting rebuilt lol) - Boulevard jhs - Riley high - even my collage has gone - beverley collage of fe (annie reide road or something)
Hawthorn Ave right next door to my beloved Boothferry Park although all around me were Hull F.C. supporters drooling over the likes of the Whitely brothers and others at the Boulevard. Occasionally we would use the Boothferry Park car park during a summer for our 12 as side and maybe sometimes 15 a side, depending on who was around at the time, football matches, bearing in mind in those days the car park was covered in black gravel type of material and woe betide if you fell over. Occasionally I did venture to the Boulevard, rugby was played on a Saturday then, Eddie Waring was the villain of the day there. But I very rarely saw a match I spent most of my time in a wooden hut where a programme shop was, which was a blessing as I never really took to rugby and still don't. Entrance to Boothferry Park cost me nothing as I played for a local school team Wheeler St, and you got tokens, which had to be given back to school the Monday after the match, but I had to pay for midweek matches 3d or 6d at the time, old money of course that translates to about 2 and a half pence today, if halves were still about that is. If we didn't use Boothferry Park as a pitch it was Cleggies field down Kempton Road now a housing estate or as a last resort trundle off to West Park or Picky Park. When I entered my teens I had a paper job and so could read all the match reports on a Monday morning before popping the papers through the letter box but also at those times the Christine Keeler/Mandy Rice Davis episode, interesting times to say the least. I watched with pride as Bunkers Hill gave way to the South Stand and the magnificent gymnasium and practice fields behind it not knowing that I would be playing in that very gymnasium a couple of years later in a 5 a side tournament watched over by many city players of the day only to be hammered by a far superior Riley High mob, add those magnificent floodlights and you had a magnificent arena. Occasionally we did play down the street but only to be moved on by people saying our ball would end up in their front room where as some of the lads resorted to 'touch' rugby, no tackling just a tap on the body meant you were tackled, again I had no interest. I travelled to a lot of away matches in those days when City's matches were covered by Anglia Television from Norwich, a coverage I always found far superior to the new fangled Yorkshire Television. I have a lot of memories but 2 stand out as the days City got annihilated but 2 old timers. Not sure in which order but Ipswich and Wolverhampton Wanderers were to be nightmare games for the city defence and the likes of Chilton and Wagstaff et al made no difference whatsoever. Ray Crawford, Ipswich, and Derek Dougan, Wolverhampton Wanderers, were 2 magnificent centre forwards of the old school who were coming to the end of their international careers but it was if they had made City pay for this before their exit from the international scene, I was spitting blood at our ineptness at dealing with them at the time but glad I saw them play.
33rd ave, Green Huts, Loe Shultz. I joined the Army aged 15 in72 and have never lived in Hull as an adult. As a result I don't have a network of mates in Hull.
Born at home on 21st ave,we moved to Isledane on Orchard park. So it was on to Shaw park primary for the conkers and British bulldog. A great little school where nobody ever twagged,because no one ever wanted to. British bulldog was my downfall. I was very good at it,the lads from the rugby team told the coach and before i knew it,i was stood on a rugby pitch(Shaw park didn't do football mid winter,not even knowing the rules. We went on to win the the league three years running,in a team where half the lads really wanted to play football. Best memory is of the skateboard craze that swept the country.Flying down the underpaths until me and my gang started getting on the Lincoln castle and jumpimg on the train to the superb indoor skate park in Grimsby every week. We were so consumed with riding half pipes and doing aerials that we didn't have the time or the inclination for girls. Great days.
