Express & Star Walsall and wolverhampton
Jon Bradbury commented
What is the oldest pub in Wolverhampton borough that is still open today functioning as a pub? Heard it was the Greyhound and punch bowl but can anyone confirm?
Chris Moran commented
Anyone on here work at Rof Featherstone in the 70s? Some laughs and good times
John Kershaw commented
Here again, in Wolverhampton everything that surrounds us in our everyday lives, every street, supermarket, football ground, university and park, even the land your house is built on Is a reminder of something else that was there in the past.
So for better or for worse over the next few weeks, I will show changes that I would say are a
Sad Reflections of my life -
In 1953 the Retail market was celebrating its centenary, arguably the busiest place in town in those days on a Saturday, ruthlessly demolished in 1961.
Of all the places that have gone from my youth, I regret the loss of this grand Victorian edifice most.
Just wondering if you can post more I would like to read about when wadhams hill became incorporated into the ring road I used to live there as a child above the post office
Did anyone on here used to attend club Lafayette in Wolverhampton was a classic club in the 80s what memories
Max green commented
I research family history and whilst checking on one of my ancesters in the Shropshire Archives I found, on the 1871 census, that my man had gone to Trysull to become a Farm Bailiff. I have a copy of sheet 3 of the census upon which he is shewn however the writing is reasonably legible but it is also feint.
The sheet I have has five entries and I wonder if from what I can make out you may be able to put the proper names to them. The first entry appears to be Trysull Cottage housing the Lamb family of agric labourers. Secondly there is a property unamed with the Austin family - again farm labourers. Thirdly, the farm where my ancester Edward Parry was bailiff, looking like Corner Farm. Fourthly, the next property looks like Clan/Glan Park with one William Burton heading it. Lastly, what looks like Back Bound/Bond/Board headed by John Parker.
These places would obviously be on a walking round for the census enumerator of the day and I was wondering if you could put proper names to them especially the Farm.
What brought my ancester from farming 193 acres south of Oswestry to being a Farm Bailiff at Trysull is something I yet need to discover. However I am sure all will be revealed in time.
The shops i used were Voltic Records in the Queens Arcade , Beatties Record Department , Goulds who were at the end of Dudley Street and the HMV shop in Cleveland Street . Newy Bros had a little shop on the Penn Road just before Goldthorne Hill ( i used to pick up deleted records from thier bargain bin ) British Home Stores and Woolworths had record departments and sold original stuff besides those horrid Embassy Records covers. I could tell you the story of Embassy records if you had a year to spare they were owned and run as a subsiduary of Oriole Records and eventually owned by CBS records Bet they had a dilemma what to do with all those Embassy master tapes., althouigh they did issue LP`s on the Embassy trademark There was the `Shack` on the Cannock Road which ended up selling Reggae stuff in latter years and there was a shop called Cliffs on the Dudley Road who had a similar operation to the Shack. First 45 i bought was Marion Ryan singing Oh Oh I`m Falling In Love Again c/w Always And Forever on Pye Nixa (1958). Hope that has helped bring back some memories
I suppose my first memories are a bit vague, i remember we lived over a butchers shop in Penn and that early in either 1952 or 53 we moved to the brand new housing estate of Castlecroft. We were amongst the first to move in, the house was in Windmill crescent. The house was basic council standard but pure luxury after Penn road. It had a such luxuries as a bath, hot water heated by a coal fire and a gas poker to get the fire started. Two bedrooms, a kitchen and a lounge/dining room. Like most working people at that time, we did not have much money, dads wages just about paid for the necessities of life so one learnt very early on not to ask for things you could not have. Like Rod, i spent time with my nose pressed against Sherwood Millers toy shop window in the Queens arcade watching the train sets etc in the window. One of my first real memories came on coronation day, we went over to my grand dad Goodwin's house in Rayleigh road, to watch on grandads new TV set, a piece of furniture made by the Philips company which seemed to occupy a whole wall whilst having a 12 inch screen. The family gathered around the set to watch the proceedings, for me it was the first time i saw pictures sent from afar although as life went on it was not to be the last time. My first school, Castlecroft primary, was literally a stones throw from my front door in Windmill crescent. Whilst there i contracted Whooping cough and spent several months away from school whilst mainlining on penicillin. On one occasion whilst i was off, it was the school christmas party and someone was sent to the house with a bag containing sandwiches and cake as i had missed the party. Now i think whoever came to the door was a little timid, rather than knock the door the bag was pushed through the letterbox with the obvious conclusions, squashed sandwiches and cake. I made some friends at the school but after taking the 11+ at Ounsdale school in Wombourne it was time to move to what my parents called "the big school". In my case this meant the Regis in Tettenhall. One of my best friends at the time was Brian Griffiths, who also lived in Windmill crescent, was my age but a day, his birthday been the day after mine, we enjyed the same things, tv wrestling which we would re-enact on the grass verge outside our houses. We also enjoyed impersonating a boxer by the name of Cassius Clay, later known as Mohamed Ali. We took our 11+ on November 5th, 1958 and after it was all over returned to our guy fawkes which was ready for burning. In those early days most people had bonfires at the front of their houses, there was still quite a bit of builders rubble to burn. Money was tight in 1959, my trousers, shirt and tie were new although the blazer was second hand and slightly too big but i was assured i would grow into it. I felt quite proud of my new uniform, if i remember correctly i took a walk around the block to show it off. I can't honestly say i enjoyed all my time there, for the most part it was a case of grin and bear it, however like in Rod Blunts case it did teach me not to trust my so called elders and betters. I stayed on a couple of years and during this time i began to gain some freedom. It was the first time i went in a pub on my own, the Castlecroft hotel was at that time the nearest. Despite been underage i became a regular however on my birthday i was challenged about my age so i started using the Mermaid on the Bridgenorth road. Here i met the lads who would introduce me to serious drinking. Chris Davies, Phil Poutney, Phil Freeman and many others.
I would think there are many older Wulfrunians who lived in the vicinity of Marsh Lane, Fordhouses around 1964 when this photo was taken remember it as
Wobaston Secondary School.
In the foreground though is a sculptured pillar designed and executed by J.Paddison.
Can you recall what the name given to the sculpture
St Josephs was my former senior school from 1948-52. and I have many good memories and many sad ones during my time there.
The above photo is Mr McVeighs class of 1949, I am the tall chap at the back.
As you can see not many of the pupils could afford the School blazer then, but a little later Caps would become a must have. Does anyone recall our school tailors Albert Williams.then on Snow Hill.
M baker commented
My local was the Penn Cinema on Warstones Road. My early memories are somewhat vague regarding the first film I saw, but the Saturday matinee was the time all the kids off the estate caused their usual weekly chaos, much to the annoyance of the usherettes! I do have memories of the westerns with Tex Ritter, Gene Autry, and of course, Roy Rogers and Trigger. There was also the gangster film serials with “The Black Hand Gang” or something along those lines, along with the Disney classics such as Snow White, Pinocchio, etc.
It was pennies to get in but, if you’d spent your cinema money on “suck”, there was always someone ready to open the side door for a couple of acid drops!
A little “nostalgia” for all Old Wulfrunians who once said. “Will you take me in Please?.
Nowadays the first experience of a cinema visit for a child is probably on occasion to see a new Disney release or the like, but my first visit was nothing like that.
It was in the summer of 1943. The place the “Savoy’ in Garrick Street there was just my mother and I, dad was away on war work, at that time.
I remember we queued at the entrance to the front stalls at the corner of Old Hall Street, and when we finally recieved our tickets and went down the stairs into the cinema I recall we had to stand for awhile just 50yds from the screen and the main feature a western, “Jesse James” was halfway through.
I gazed up at this large screen and in full technicolour, what a sight, it was awe inspiring to me as a six year, old.
After waiting a short while standing looking looking up at the screen we were found two seats, and as the film reached its climax , and the background music; the hymn, “Yes Jesus loves me” played at ‘Jesse’s funeral , the sorrowful tears ran down my face, and at that moment I was completely lost to films, and film music forever.
On the corner of Queen Square and Dudley Street was Culwells, the big stationers and the Lyons tea shop, before the Shakespeare pub. The Shakespeare sticks out a bit and the building is finished in black and white. It had a bad reputation, lots of prostitutes went there as they did in the Posada in Lichfield Street. At the top of Victoria Street was the Queens Arcade. Heinz, the biggest tobacconists in the town was there, upstairs and downstairs. They used to do gentlemens hairdressing and shaving. Upstairs was all cigarettes and cigars, the biggest tobacconist in the town. It was right on the corner and there was a gents and ladies outfitters on the other corner. There were various shops in the entrance and a big circle with a branch off it. In there was the biggest second hand booksellers in Wolverhampton. They had four big windows which used to face an opening in which there were some steps which led into Victoria Street, next to the tobacconist.
In the 1920s, Woolworths in Victoria Street was one of the most popular shops in the town. It was outstanding, everything was good quality and cost just 6 pence or under. They were the cheapest, nothing was over 6 pence. People brought knives, forks, spoons and things like that to build the household utensils up. There was an upstairs and downstairs and at the time there was just one Woolworths in the town, the other one came later. Then across the road was Halfords, the big cycle and motorcycle shop.
Harry Willetts commented
i have found that my ancestor is listed here in 1951 census on Bilston Street .They had come from Wales, Does this street still exist? Would it have been a rural area in 1951 as his occupation was Ag mach ... I'm assuming this is something agricultural. What type of area would this have been in this period? Any help would be much appreciated.
Hello. I was born in Hednesford in 1952 and my family moved to Heath Hayes when I was 18 months old. We lived at 383 Norton Rd and I believe that our old house is the only one still standing in that street. We emigrated to Australia in 1962 and moved to New Zealand in 1964. I finally went “home” in 2002 for a visit with my husband and was lucky enough to be invited into our old house by the owners John and Doreen Hall. I am very interested in this site as it is my roots and would like to be involved in contributing to the site. My maiden name was Derry (parents Joe and Daisy) and had two brothers Hubert and Ray. Regards
Jon Bill commented
Enjoyed your site I to was born in heath hayes so was my father. both in the same house in bank st dad in 1915 myself in 1938 my great grandparents also lived in the same st. My husbands family also came from Heath Hayes his grandfather a driver for Harpers buses
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Hi Was so interested to look on your site, only came across it yesterday. My dad came from the Wimblebury road, and my nan and grandad (Rich and Agnes) used to keep the Cons club, I am sorry i don’t have much information but will try and see if i can trace anything. I loved the old photos, it is a really interesting site.
Pam Rabon commented
The Catacombs Wolverhampton. I recall round about 1968/69 it oppend for youngsters on a Friday night 7 till 9pm,The records played was soul, can any one remember this. Also I recall it being a progressive music club again can any one remember this.
The Octopus can any one remember the DJ,s name from 1971-73.
Your page is fantastic. Only just found it. Born in 47. My haunts were the Casino in the arcade. I was 15 at the time. Saw Spencer Davis group there and the Moody Blues when Denny laine was the lead singer. I was a mod in those days. Later the Ship and Rainbow in Wolverhampton. Didn't know it at the time but met Sharon Osborne there she was with her day. Not very old, she wore white ankle socks which looked so out if place. Later into the Dirty Duck and the Soders Web in station street