Recent content by PatHayward

Forgot to say this was around late forties to early fifties.

A few of us 5th formers used to sneak out of school on Wednesday lunchtimes to get a bus into the city centre then running to the Casino for the one hour jiving session for which we paid three pence and was given a magazine too. It was always crowded and the live music was amazing.

Graham Warren was a great favourite with us girls and I remember standing in pouring rain outside St Martins Church for many hours to see him get married to Pam who lived in Greenwood Avenue, Acocks Green - that was sometime in the fifties.

My apologies - M.E.M was on the corner of Spring Road and Reddings Lane and it was the Midland Gear Case that was on the corner of Spring Road and Allcroft Road- we lived next door at number 26,

When I came back from evacuation at Burford I went to York Road School until I passed for King Edwards grammar school for girls at Handsworth. My Mom used to work at Charles Hill in Cateswell Road

We lived there till around 1970 and two of my children went to Langley School and we frequently walked across the fields to school - the junior school was very well organised by Mr Montgomery - the headmaster .The fields at the rear of our house provided a wonderful playground for all the...

We lived at number 22!

Swanswell Road was part of a large estate built by David Charles Limited and ran between Gospel Lane and Kineton Green Road in Olton. We bought a detatched house there around 1965. The estate finished near to to The Gospel pub.

Just below Allcroft Road there was a little general store which was run by Mr & Mrs Cox - they sold most everyday products and next door was a fish and chip shop and behind these shops was an ‘unofficial bookie working from a garden shed - often a queue outside at lunchtime. There was then a...

Many memories - Berry’s Electrical- corner of Lyncroft Road - Joseph Lucas - Corner of Springcroft Road -MEM corner of Allcroft Road - they had an underground shelter where I spent most nights until it was bombed in the winter of 1940 - a teenage neighbour grabbed me from my Mom and we escaped...

I remember going to the farm with my grandmother in the early 1940’s to visit relatives who worked at the farm and lived there in a small cottage. Their names were Martin and his wife Doris and they had a young son called Martin. Their job was looking after the pigs.

Hello Peterfield - I am pretty sure that would have been him - hope he taught you well!