Although i never knew my grandmother i can remember tales of her owning/running a coal yard, her name was --
Mrs.Barbara Youlden
For some reason Phillips Street seems to ring a little bell in my head, i would be very grateful if you could find this for me, this bell is annoying LOL
Bren
Hi Bren, I hope you and the family are well.
Just talking to Mom about the old coal yard and shop funnily enough and I started searching the old web and came accross your post.
Mom was telling me about her gran Barbara who use to own the shop & Coal yard back in those days(C. 1934 ish).
She was telling me that Barbaras daughter Sarah married Sam Brotherhood and eventually they took over the two buildings following a promise that they would buy the business but no money was ever paid according to Barbara. Mom stresses that she herself was only a young girl at this time and didn't understand the full argument.
Mom remembers having to move into Sarah's old house at 84 Burlington Street with Barbara.
Barbara told my mother that she was swindled out of the business and never paid a penny by Sarah, even to the point of huge family arguments where Sarah was quoted as saying, "I'll P**% on your grave when you are dead".:shh: They never spoke after that.
My mother still says she can never forgive what Sarah did to her gran. She did however still remained good friends with Hazel who was Sarahs daughter along with Raymond and Rose. Sadly I think Rose died in her 20s.
The shop was at 55 Burlington Street. The Coalyard was on the Phillip St side I think.
I did have an old photo of it but haven't been able to find it.
Mom remembers it being a double fronted shop. Gran had a servant and the house above was pretty grand.
Mom remembers that one day as the maid said she was leaving, Gran Youlden couldn't find her diamond ring. She then told the maid that she wouldn't get out of the shop untill she opened her suitcase.....she did.....and the ring was inside. The maid was then errrrr thrown out of the house and told she would get no references.
There were stables behind the shop and a workshop too. Mom remembers the men leaving the yard on the horse drawn coal carts shouting " King Coal".
I'm typing this as she is telling it to me now lol
She could go on forever so apologies for the fragmentation
Edit We just saw the images of Albert Brotherhood and mom tells me that he was such a lovely kind and happy man.
Hope to add more soon
Regards
Marc