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Yardley Wood Bus Garage 70th Birthday
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Stitcher
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A bus being washed in Yardley Wood Garage.
horsencart
master brummie
As well as the photos of the day on https://my.bus.photos.fotopic.net/c1617425.html
I have now post footage of the the day part one, part two to follow, can someone listen to what the suit says at about 1min 51 sec I am not certain he says 20, 50, or 70, years? he then says it is a bus station,
[ame="https://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ywrs3Jm-tRQ"]YouTube - Yardley Wood Garage at 70 Years of Age 29/Nov2008 Part One[/ame]
this is part Two
[ame="https://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nCKr7urZyvw"]YouTube - Yardley Wood Garage at 70 Year of Age 29/Nov/2008 Part Two[/ame]
enjoy
I have now post footage of the the day part one, part two to follow, can someone listen to what the suit says at about 1min 51 sec I am not certain he says 20, 50, or 70, years? he then says it is a bus station,
[ame="https://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ywrs3Jm-tRQ"]YouTube - Yardley Wood Garage at 70 Years of Age 29/Nov2008 Part One[/ame]
this is part Two
[ame="https://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nCKr7urZyvw"]YouTube - Yardley Wood Garage at 70 Year of Age 29/Nov/2008 Part Two[/ame]
enjoy
horsencart
master brummie
florence butler
master brummie
Ooh...I'm famous motorman mike and Dave M - you've both caught me on Candid Camera #39 and #47
Look for the long turquoise scarf.Great show....Florence
florence butler
master brummie
Hi Dave M
Yes, you've found me. Love your photo's of the old buses.... It's been as cold today as it was on Saturday but the weather didn't stop the enthusiasts, did it .....Florence
Yes, you've found me. Love your photo's of the old buses.... It's been as cold today as it was on Saturday but the weather didn't stop the enthusiasts, did it
.....Florence
florence butler
master brummie
Hi there Jean
I'm the one in the long turquoise scarf in Dave M's pic - post #71. My husband took a pic of me in the cab 'driving' the old No.70 bus. Didn't realise how high up off the ground the cab is. Talk about a birds eye view! ....Florence
I'm the one in the long turquoise scarf in Dave M's pic - post #71. My husband took a pic of me in the cab 'driving' the old No.70 bus. Didn't realise how high up off the ground the cab is. Talk about a birds eye view! ....Florence
motorman-mike
Brum visitor who stayed.
The view at Yardley Wood Garage 70 years ago. How tranquil it was then considering the following year Britain would be plunged into World War II.
john70
master brummie
Nice photo Mike, wonder why the bus is parked up on the road there, and notice the turn round in the dual carriageway that has been closed now, no parking problems then eh. I lived just up the road then in a brand new council house. John70
motorman-mike
Brum visitor who stayed.
Two possibilities John, that it was actually a 24 on the move or an 18 up for a crew comfort stop as we call it these days. As you know the 18 turned at Haunch Lane so was not allowed in the garage if permission was given for the crew to come up to the garage for the toilets. For many years up until the 1970's the main pedestrian door could be safely left unlocked for access to the garage. (nowadays that door is kept locked and only unlockable as a fire escape door from inside).
smithy
master brummie
I feel I must write about Yardley Wood garage.
I was the young girl who delivered the newspapers there early in the morning about 1955 ish. I delivered the papers from the shop on the corner of pendeen road. My round ended up in moorside road.
It was really weird, when I got to the garage there was allways this lovely kind man outside waiting for the papers, but I had to deliver them to the canteen. I think it was upstairs somewhere and he used to follow me up there. Many years later I was at my oldest sisters wedding, who should be there but this lovely man. It turned out that his name was Ken Shepperd.
He was married to my sister's husband, sister. ie my brother-in-laws, brother-in-law.
I was the young girl who delivered the newspapers there early in the morning about 1955 ish. I delivered the papers from the shop on the corner of pendeen road. My round ended up in moorside road.
It was really weird, when I got to the garage there was allways this lovely kind man outside waiting for the papers, but I had to deliver them to the canteen. I think it was upstairs somewhere and he used to follow me up there. Many years later I was at my oldest sisters wedding, who should be there but this lovely man. It turned out that his name was Ken Shepperd.
He was married to my sister's husband, sister. ie my brother-in-laws, brother-in-law.
Peter Walker
gone but not forgotten
Lloyd, I was interested to see your comments on the bollards outside Yardley Wood garage. The reason is that I remember going round the back of Miller Street garage - opposite the tram shed where they kept the tower lorries and breakdown trucks. behind that was a small foundry where they cast odd items of street furniture - when I was there in about 1950 they were casting drain gratings, but I assume they also did the manhole covers and even the bollards you illustrate, although those would hgave been quite big things, using a lot of metal. I wonder if there's still anyone around who could tell us more.
Another item of Brum street furniture which I remember so well is the concrete (or were they cast iron?) bollards which was used where the tram tracks left the road to enter centre or side reservation. I just looked at some old pics and find they seem to be of two sorts - one with a red eye facing each of four directions, and other with have a faceted 'eye' facing 8 or 12 directions, And were they illuminated deep red, or were they just reflectors?
Anybody any idea?
Peter
Peter
Another item of Brum street furniture which I remember so well is the concrete (or were they cast iron?) bollards which was used where the tram tracks left the road to enter centre or side reservation. I just looked at some old pics and find they seem to be of two sorts - one with a red eye facing each of four directions, and other with have a faceted 'eye' facing 8 or 12 directions, And were they illuminated deep red, or were they just reflectors?
Anybody any idea?
Peter
Peter
Lloyd
master brummie
I would have thought the bollards, like the gas lamps they matched, were bought in.
I don't remember the tramway bollards you mention, but of course have seen them in photos of the trams and always assumed they were cast iron, and lit up in the dark - but I'm not certain.
I expected there would be a foundry at the main tram depot, and certainly one at Kyotts Lake Road works, too. I've seen the one at Blackpool (where they still run trams), it must be similar to those in Birmingham, now long gone.
I don't remember the tramway bollards you mention, but of course have seen them in photos of the trams and always assumed they were cast iron, and lit up in the dark - but I'm not certain.
I expected there would be a foundry at the main tram depot, and certainly one at Kyotts Lake Road works, too. I've seen the one at Blackpool (where they still run trams), it must be similar to those in Birmingham, now long gone.
motorman-mike
Brum visitor who stayed.
JohnT
Warstock Boy
Hello All
I'm a new member here and having just read through this whole thread I am so sad I didn't join last year and find out about this event at YWBT. Having been born in Warstock (1947) I remember the place well. I live in Sheffield now, but I would have moved heaven and hell to get to the 70th celebration if I'd known about it. I so envy those of you who managed to get there, and who saw the bus that was driven into town and back.
Dave M, your camera has a real good lens and your compositional skills are excellent. I have drooled over your wonderful shots of these beautiful buses of my childhood. I confess if I owned the number 11 I would even take it to bed with me! Not only is it gorgeous, it also changed my life when, at 22 years of age I caught one from King's Heath, got off it at the Swan, Yardley, put my thumb out and immediately got a lift to London, and other lifts that took me to Dover, on to France and twelve more countries of Europe/Asia before coming back 5 months later, re-entering education and embarking on a whole new path in life.
I remember very well my period of "bus-spotting" (somehow more cool than the train-spotting everyone else did) around the south of Birmingham at the end of the 1950s/early 1960s. Me and my mates bought these hardback books that had all the series and their registration numbers in them, and we used to underline the numbers of all those buses we spotted. I wish I had that book now.
I know that once, a couple of us sneaked in to Yardley Wood Bus garage to get the numbers of some of the rarer vehicles, like the snow ploughs and repair buses they kept there, and though we had a couple of scary moments, wemade it out again without being detected. Another memory I have is seeing the first buses that experimented with hydraulic doors by after-fitting them onto the rear platforms - I think on to the number 48s (or might it have been a 49?) that, together with the number 50s, passed through King's Heath on their way to Warstock, Maypole etc. These first attempts were rather odd to look at because the new door sections seemed to stick out from the natural lines of the bus, and though I was excited to be among the first to 'spot' them, I remember feeling it was a shame that the old era of open platforms was going to end. Like hundreds of other schoolkids, I was very skilfull at jumping on and off these platforms and using the slingshot effects you could get from hands, inner elbows and the like, off the verticle chrome grabbing bars.
Ah what days, what days ...
I'm a new member here and having just read through this whole thread I am so sad I didn't join last year and find out about this event at YWBT. Having been born in Warstock (1947) I remember the place well. I live in Sheffield now, but I would have moved heaven and hell to get to the 70th celebration if I'd known about it. I so envy those of you who managed to get there, and who saw the bus that was driven into town and back.
Dave M, your camera has a real good lens and your compositional skills are excellent. I have drooled over your wonderful shots of these beautiful buses of my childhood. I confess if I owned the number 11 I would even take it to bed with me! Not only is it gorgeous, it also changed my life when, at 22 years of age I caught one from King's Heath, got off it at the Swan, Yardley, put my thumb out and immediately got a lift to London, and other lifts that took me to Dover, on to France and twelve more countries of Europe/Asia before coming back 5 months later, re-entering education and embarking on a whole new path in life.
I remember very well my period of "bus-spotting" (somehow more cool than the train-spotting everyone else did) around the south of Birmingham at the end of the 1950s/early 1960s. Me and my mates bought these hardback books that had all the series and their registration numbers in them, and we used to underline the numbers of all those buses we spotted. I wish I had that book now.
I know that once, a couple of us sneaked in to Yardley Wood Bus garage to get the numbers of some of the rarer vehicles, like the snow ploughs and repair buses they kept there, and though we had a couple of scary moments, wemade it out again without being detected. Another memory I have is seeing the first buses that experimented with hydraulic doors by after-fitting them onto the rear platforms - I think on to the number 48s (or might it have been a 49?) that, together with the number 50s, passed through King's Heath on their way to Warstock, Maypole etc. These first attempts were rather odd to look at because the new door sections seemed to stick out from the natural lines of the bus, and though I was excited to be among the first to 'spot' them, I remember feeling it was a shame that the old era of open platforms was going to end. Like hundreds of other schoolkids, I was very skilfull at jumping on and off these platforms and using the slingshot effects you could get from hands, inner elbows and the like, off the verticle chrome grabbing bars.
Ah what days, what days ...