paul stacey
master brummie
I left Brum in 64 that's why I don't know her, lovely story though. Paul
Thank you mikejee. I have just spent a very happy hour reading through all those memories. What started out as a little curiosity has left me in tears. Tears of joy as I realised I was not alone in remembering those innocent timesI have moved your post to the main Lickey hills thread, and also incorporated posts from some other associated threads
you are never alone in remembering history daithelife...hope you enjoy the forum there is so much to read about...just use the search box for anything specific you are looking forThank you mikejee. I have just spent a very happy hour reading through all those memories. What started out as a little curiosity has left me in tears. Tears of joy as I realised I was not alone in remembering those innocent times
Hi gingerjon. I certainly remember going to the Lickeys. The ride on the tram from Aston was absolutely thrilling especially if you had a front, open air seat as the tram rocked and thundered along in the middle of the road. It was as good as any ride at Pat Collins' fair. There's a very good book -with lots of photos - called A Postcard from the Lickeys by Joe and Frances Brannan. It was first published by the Camelot Press, of Southampton, in 1989. I don't know whether it's still in print but I got mine from Amazon so there should be copies out there somewhere. Possibly e-bay? Cheers, Bryan.as any one got memories stories or photographs of the Lickey's it was visited by thousands every year and was our day out visit, queuing to get on the tram, the stairs to try and get the open air balcony and the glorious wind rushing trip up the Bristol road all for a penny fare a bottle of water and a sarnie to last you all day
there must be hundreds of old photographs lying around some where
I hope
Many happy days spent at the Lickey Hills when i was a child. Im fortunate enough to now live up there. When i moved up there 5 years ago, i got talking with a neighbour (who has now sadly passed away), he spent all his life living in this area, and knew it inside out. He told me about a woman who lived rough on the Lickeys. She was known as "Blackberry Jane" . She used to dress in all black clothing, and a lot of the kids who saw her thought she was a Witch. She used to pick Blackberries and other wild fruit, and sell them to visitors for a penny or two. It is thouht she came from a very posh family, and dropped out of society when a relationship broke down. Have any of you followers on this forum got any information on this subject ? I would be interested if you have. Thanks in advance.
Hi, my mum knew of a Blackberry Jane, lady tramp, in the lanes of Frankley and Northfield in the 1940s and 50s. She wore layers of clothes and had lots of bags. She used to sleep under hedges and walk the lanes during the day. The people who lived in a cottage in Frankley Hill Lane gave her cups of tea. Don't know if this was the same one as the Lickeys would have been far for her to walk to from Frankley and Egghill Lane where she walked.A bit more information has come up about Blackberry Jane in "The Village" magazine issue 219 July/Augast 2021. Im unsure how to print the article so i will give you a few snippets on here.Her proper name was Elgah Fox. She died on the 8th March 1965 aged 96 years old.(seems like the fresh air did her no harm at all).She is buried in St Michaels church yard in Cofton Hackett. It was said that a resident of the area called Pearson Cummings, who was a Governer at Cofton Primary School, befreinded Jane and "promised" her a Christian burial, hence the fine gravestone in the Church grounds. She was known for pushing all her worldly goods around in a pram. The article has raised more questions, than it has answered, my apologies for not being able to print it, if someone on here sees the article in the magazine, with obviously more computer skills than me perhaps they would be kind enough to transfer it onto these pages. Thanks in anticipation.