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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
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I worked for the London Provincial Tax Office in the mid 1960s dealing with the tax affairs of employees of some of the big London shops. I used to get off the train at Knott Mill and walk to the office. I went back about five years ago and found that I could no longer recognise the place and could not even begin to get my bearings!
The office was big and bustling. I remember Mr Topham who was an ex policeman and Gordon Collinge who went into the music industry some time later and I think is still active in the brass band world. I used to get my hair cut in the barbers in an adjacent street. I was too young to understand at the time but it was where I first heard customers being asked if they wanted "Something for the weekend?"
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My father, William Tom Stallard, was manager here 1946 to 1958.He was previously manager at the Btooklands Hotel, Sale, Manchester 1937 (?) to 1941.~ The youngest in the company.
He married in 1938.
He enlisted in the RASC as a Captain in 1941.
I am his eldest son, born 1941.
The family managed various hotels when their managers were on holiday.
i.e.'The Swan' at Leighton Buzzard. The Fox at Willian. Herts. The Crown at Slough.
He also managed the 'Guinea' in Berkeley Sq. London.
He died in 1971.Lung Cancer.Cigarettes.
He was always in a good humour. very open and positive, and welcomed everyone. He loved his job.
Many happy years at the Corbet.
I went to Adams Grammar School, Newport, as a boarder 1952 > 1958.
I see from the Google satellite photo, that the huge vegetable garden, the sunken garden with sundial, and the old coaching stables either side of the yard, have all been replaced with car park areas.
The bowlers used to go mad, because our Alsatian bitch used to pee in the same spot in a corner of the bowling green and make a patch. .
There was a parrot cage. Mother used to keep pigs next to the monkey house. (No monkeys).
Also we used to creep down the back stairs, behind the stage in the ballroom, to the masonic bits and pieces. Spooky!
Father had a black 1938 Pontiac. A folding canvas top. Reg. ANT 816.He bought it off Jones Garage, up Shropshire St. on the right.
We used to get the brewery men take us on the back of the lorry as they went to Shrewsbury, then drop us off at Tern Hill to see the trainer planes land.
The ivy was taken off while we were there.
The market day was Wednesday. All the farmers would be in. One old regular dear used to have a tipple, then go out and direct the traffic.
I saw a pineapple for the first time in the market.
Two guys used to dress as King and Queen for the Carnival.
Great times sliding down Salisbury Hill in the winter, Five of us crammed on a 10 ft. (ex army?) sledge, and all rolling off before we crashed into the hedge at the bottom.
Also had a pilots rescue dingy. Two of us would paddle along the canal.
Saturday morning matinees. There were two cinemas. Then we would rush out and down the garden to re enact the film. Playing 'Knights in Armour' or 'Spanish pirates'. And Willy the gardener chasing us for running over the little hedges in the vegetable garden.