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Park Road Hockley

HI PHIL B
Yes i knew george and thats the fishers i remember from way back then i also remember the club the other member of the same club was a G EORGE WILKINGS
AND HE KEPT A FANCY GOODS SHOP UP ON ANGELSELY ST AND AT THE JUNCTION OF GERRARD ST DEST WISHES ASTONIAN
 
These are a couple of photos Coronation Day in Park Road. I am at the front with my plaits and red, white and blue bows on my shows. My 2 brothers are further back one each side with the helmets on.
 
hi all i remember the names Hill. Burrows ,Issacs, Farmer ,Westwoods.and Goodwins but cant help Ted on the names he mentioned

hi maggieuk, i wonder if the name issacs is the same issacs i knew, in particular, Noel Issacs,a smashing bloke,who was accidentaly killed during his national service, there was quite a large family. regards Ted J.
 
Hi Carolina
Here's another photo of coronation day taken either in Park Road or close to it.
I'm the one in the middle aged 18 months, in the sailors suit holding my brother's hand, who's dressed as a cowboy.
No laughing please.
Do you know any one else in the pic?
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me at 1953 coronation party front left.jpg This is a coronation party at the Exchange pub in Park Rd. I am the one at the bottom left corner.

Terry
 
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Does anyone remember this pub, The Railway Tavern, see attached.
It was and still is on the corner of Park Rd, Norton St and Wharf St.
I spent many an hour and a few bob in here, usually just before going to the match at the Hawthornes, that's West Bromwich Albion (baggies) for those that don't like soccer.
My grandparents at one time lived at 298 Park Road just to the right of the pub.

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Phil, I remember the Railway Inn, as I worked at Samuel Groves in Norton Street from 1978 to 1986, but I can't remember ever going in there.
 
Hi phil b
i remember the taveren alright went inafew times and a couple of girls friends of mine moved from upper sutton st aston
facing the pub they was patty janet and maggie and there dad was a big guy called fred and his son was also called fred
and also do you remember mr betts the haulage company whom set up this multity million pound bussinesss with wo lorries
that was across the rd from the pub willie betts daughter liveds by me and sheas worked for me
we often talk about the od end meaning hockley and park rdand i remembe were sylv worked as well and a old friend of mine set up a big ware house just along from the pub ronnie chadwick a very wealthy guy now at the end of the houses
best wishes astonian
 
Hi Astonian,
Sorry I don't know the names you mention, what years are we talking about. I lived in Park Road from 1952 to 1969.

I was 17 when we moved, yes I was drinking at a very early age but I managed to get away with it as I was tall for my age. My first 1/2 pint was passed to me from the back door of the pub by my dad when I was about 15.
Phil
 
By way of a tribute to my brother who died in 2008, the account below was written by him in 2002. It's a copy from the Ted Rudge website for Winson Green about what he thought of our time in Park Road .
"PARK ROAD (the Flat end)
Looking back you do not realize how small our bit of the world that we lived in was, I reckon that if put a circle with a half mile radius on top of where you lived most people would have lived at least ninety percent of their lives within that circle.
Mine, for instance, I was born in Dudley Road Hospital in 1945 and taken to live at 2/214 Park Road, Hockley for the next twenty year's, ours wasn't a very crowded back to back courtyard like some other's around the area, ours had two houses but only one outside toilet, luckily it was attached to our house, a lot of gentle coughing went on to inform other's that it was occupied but on the good side both house's had their own tin baths but sadly there was no hot water as it all had to be boiled on the gas ring or over the open fire as we only had one cold water tap over the sink.
Our house also had a cellar, where the coal was keep, quite scary at night when you we told to go down the cellar to fill the bucket with only a candle for company, my mom also kept large crock bowls in which she used to pickle eggs and onions.
Although the women were always house proud, insofar as cleanliness, when it came to decoration the houses were that damp that any paper or paint that was put on the walls would peel or flake within months. There was no garden at all just a brick covered thirty by twenty foot court yard
My mom and dad both worked at Rabone's by Hockley Brook, dad being a senior toolmaker and mom a press operator. When I was old enough to get about every thing you wanted was available to us within a couple of hundred yards up or down Park Road, our house was situated on the left hand side of the road just passed Abbey Street, as if you were coming from the Flat. Just up the road, next door to the Sandpitts, was Wessons, which was just like your little corner shop where you could just about get anything in small quantities, further up on the corner of Wharf Lane was Wilkes the paper and haberdashery shop, on the other side of Wharf Lane was Jeff's green grocers and general store, most of the women did their weekly shop there. They all stood, patiently, in a queue all holding their shopping lists which they handed over to Mr or Mrs Jeff (short for Jefferson, I think) or one of their helpers, they would then proceed to dash around the shop getting all on the list.
Mr Jeff was like a human calculator, his main job was to price and add up the shopping lists upon completion, bearing in mind it was pounds, shillings, pence and all the other bits like ha'pennies and farthings, he used to put the price next to the item on the list and add it up at the same time, so by the time he'd got to the bottom the total was put straight underneath, all done at incredible speed, it was a pleasure to watch him at work. I used to have to go there every other day or so to get the bread and on the way home I used to pick the crusty bits off the top of the loaf, many a time I had a clip around the ear for bringing home a bald loaf.
In the other direction and on the other side of the road opposite Abbey Street we had our fish shop and the outdoor, fish and chips for 9d. (6d. for fish and 3d. for chips), about 4p. in today's money, if you were lucky you could get a pile of bits chucked on top.
On the other side of the road, just passed Abbey Street was our sweet shop, can't think of the old guy's name who owned it, I used to go there every week with my pocket money, sixpence on a good week threepence on a bad week, armed with the ration book and try and get as much as I could for my money.
On the way down the road you would pass many more shops, all of a similar nature to those previously described, all making a meager living from the thronging population, nearly opposite Goode Street was the second hand shop, filled from top to bottom with only what could be called junk, us kids used to spend many an happy hour mooching amongst the artifacts, I think the little old lady who owned it liked the company but I think she had a cheek putting ' Antiques and Quality Second Hand Items' on the window.
Onward passed Whitmore Street many more shops selling shoes and the like, ladies hairdressers, men's barbers and another fish and chip shop, used to be owned, I think, by a chap called Reggie, it was the only shop I'd ever been in that had a fryer fueled by coal, the only problem with it was that when the wind was blowing in the wrong direction you chocked to death as the shop filled with smoke but it was worth putting up with as the chips were the best I've ever tasted.
A few yards further on and you were on The Flat, all the shops you've ever wanted, what ever you want you could get it there, all greatly explained by others elsewhere but I know I used to love going down The Flat. There was enough pubs within the vicinity to satisfy the most ardent pub crawler.
I was glad to leave the area when I got married at twenty and moved to my own brand new house, which I built myself, with all mod cons like an inside toilet, bathroom, hot water and believe or not central heating, I now look back with fondness at those times and feel glad to have experienced those, now called, hardships,
Keith."
 
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What a lovely account written by your brother I could almost be there reading it. A lovely tribute to your brother thanks for posting it. I must visit Ted's site more often.
 
Hi phil b
many thanks for your great thread and the story you have written first of all all this lenght of time i have heard of ted rudges site
of winson green i often thought is this the ted rudge whom i knew years ago and by golly it really is and johny dunkley and bill wyman
and dear old chris price i have just dotted is e mail address so i il be contacting him as well are all close friends whom we all associated together
but i will keep it short i did logg on to teds pages and what you have done for me was to flash my past life through my mind
because virtualy all the recipents whom have posted there memoirs on them i knew personaly the froggatts i know them all from the area
my brother told me a very long time ago about this winson green site but ever got around to itand he said i would know every body and cor blimmey he was right also he said the lady wood site i would know every body so in the next few days i wll go through these two sites and restore olf friends and
memories to the full with all these friends and familys phil i have to scoot off now but i will be in touch with you soon
i think our fellow friend and a good friend indeedon this site will also be intrested in seeing this site and the mention of aberdeen st will be our maggie uk as i think she also knows of chris price and and johnny dunkley whom is no longer with us as we discovered john dying with cancer
we spent time with him reliving memoirs of the those people being mentioned and our growing up with the other members of the gang
whom we have not mentioned thanks again phill best wishes astonian
 
Thanks so much Phil for posting ..i was born in Park Road and that has bought back so many memories
 
Phil, I sent over to my cousin in Canada your late brother's Park Road memories - and this was her reply.
I can absolutely remember everything. Who is Keith ? We lived at 170 Park Road and I bought a second hand bike from the Second hand shop opposite Goode St - it was a mans bike and I remember when I first had it I kept running it into the pavement and really hurting myself. I also remember going up to the sweet shopup by Abbey St - I think that is the name of street and I also used to take the ration book up every Sunday to get 6d of sweets. I remember getting some fish and chips from that shop just round the corner from Ford St And you know - what Keith said is exactly how I feel about it - I have lots of fond memories from living there. Mom used to work at Pascalls opposite your house in Ford Street. She also cleaned in the Abbey pub just at the corner of Park Rd. Our house was on the front but we had to go up the entry, up the yard and it was the last toilet on the left. And we used newspaper tore off a piece of the newspaper hanging on a nail on the back of the door. If I went to someone's outdoor toilet where there were pieces of paper hanging on a nail I used to think that they were posh. I worked at the cake shop on the flat - I just cant remember the name but I worked there and it was in the middle of the flat on the right side. We used to go to the Co-op on Friday and we would go the greengrocer on the left hand side of the flat It was a big shop. Oh my God this has so delighted me - you tell Keith (if you know him that is) that he has brought back so many memories
 
I have just received another email from my cousin and the shop at the other side of her entry was Kellys. She also remember the Clemsons. Anyone remember either of these names?
 
I have a friend who lived in Park Road - she does not have a computer so she won't have seen this. Her father ran the pub near Factory Road, I think it was called The Railway or The Engine or something similar. Her name was Susan Jenkins. Came from quite a large family, Dot, Maurice (Mossy), Shirley, Linda, Barry - cannot remember the others. Does anyone remember this family? I also had a friend whom I lost touch with who lived on The Pleck, which was near the railway bridge, her name was Carolyn Walker. I have been trying for ages to locate her, but although I know she lived at Frankley for some time, she seems to have moved away and I cannot trace her. Any help would be very appreciated.

Shortie
 
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