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Dear Readers
We are sourcing what we can from the Library’s holdings and have added 1940-1941, 1943-1950 in the last 24 hours.
https://www.britishnewspaperarchive.co.uk/titles/id/staffordshire-sentinel
Thank you all for your continued interest in this title, and Happy Reading!
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the night Pauldens burnt down there was ash and embers falling on Withington
Hough End was full at weekends. dozens of teams were based there
Fast food was chippys and a few Wimpys
Skyways near the airport, Tenten on Stockport rd and Crimelake were the hangouts for the mobike lads
Miniskirts were a major distraction to drivers, white knickers most common [apparently]
Tiffanys had a great resident group, became the New Seekers
Moss Empires had several night clubs and had some top turns.
The stock-cars at Belle Vue could be heard for miles
Excursions by train to Blackpool were 6 shillings, half that by coach from Gt Western Str
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We moved to Nellan Crescent in 1965. I think of it has being the first real home as a family as before we moved into the house we had lived in a flat in Bentilee and with my grandparents in Fenton, where I was born.
The family consisted of Dad, Mum, me (Lesley Knox) and my sister Amanda. I was 5 years old and Amanda 2 years 6 months. As the houses were brand new and building was still going on, everyone was new to the estate. We quickly knew most of the families and as mum wasn’t working at the time she made friends with neighbours. The Mountfords – Ron, Sheila and daughter Angela (now Angela Huish). The Johnsons and their daughter Tracy. The Woodheads who had 3 daughters. Tom Woodhead sang in the local clubs, as did another neighbour Roy Maxfield. We would play in “the backs” where mum, Aunty Sheila and Aunty Elsie would sit in the kitchen drinking endless cups of tea, and keeping an eye on us playing. We usually played hop scotch, skipping or had our “wendy house” weather permitting. As we got a bit older we would often be sent up to the local shop on Community Drive. The newsagents was Fourboys with Spar next door. Tom and Jenny Wilson – or Wilkinson ?? were the managers of Spar. Janet Bould had a part-time job there packing the shopping for customers at the till. Janet was the youngest member of the Bould family that lived on Brownley Road. She had 1 brother Robert and several sisters. Opposite our house lived The Turners. Ann Turner was a particular friend of mine. As the new school wasn’t ready at that time I have very vague memories of Smallthorne School. Mum would walk me and Amanda across the field at the back of our house. I remember the school being old, with high ceilings and seem to recall that we all had a box with a lid on it with our name, that we kept under the table ???
When Newford School opened around 1967 I remember the first day as being confusing. Lots of children of similar ages all put into one classroom. I think the teachers were working out age groups and classrooms and trying to muddle through. During the first week I was called out of class to go home with my sister as she had trapped her finger in the toilet door and the end of it was missing. The result of this was that the toilet doors were immediately replaced as they were obviously dangerous…. law suit nowadays of course. One of the teachers at the school, a Mr. Nicholson, was particularly friendly. All the children liked him. When he was on playground duty Amanda would run up to him at the end of play, and give him a kiss – certainly wouldn’t be allowed nowadays, but they were innocent times. We had a music teacher called My Yates. I remember there being great excitement when he told us that he was appearing on Opportunity Knocks, playing his own composition on the piano. He went under the “stage name” of Carl Manning. We all watched him on the TV, but he didn’t do very well.