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(28 April 07) : Mary Hughes Thompson writes from California. Just sitting here in my California home browsing the web when I discovered the Memories of Little Hulton site.
I was born in a house next to the Little Hulton Railway Station on Manchester Road East in 1933. My dad worked at the station. Ours was one of three terraced houses next to the station, built long before on a site I'm told was previously occupied by a pub called the Bluebell or the Three Bells.
Like all of my brothers and my sister I attended St Edmunds School. My friend Patsy McArdle and I remember visiting the site of the German plane crash on the railway tracks across the moor from St Edmunds, but a few years ago when I visited Walkden Library I could find no record of the incident ever having been published in the local papers.
Learned to knit at St Edmunds at age six or seven, when the teachers handed out wool and needles so we could all knit for the RAF. I'm still knitting. I remember we all helped put netting on the inside of the school windows.
Lots of fond memories of Madams Wood, and Walkden Monument and the trams that used to run along Bolton Road. The Criterion, which we called The Crit, and the Palace, where I worked for a while as an Usherette as a teenager.
Walkden Wakes every year after the war, and helping make hay at Thornley's Farm. People here think it always rains in England, but all I can remember from my childhood in Little Hulton are sunny days and popping the tarbubbles as we walked down Hilton Lane.
Thanks for the memories.
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(31 Jan 07) : Bryan and Norma Chadwick write from Canada. I have fond memories of Little Hulton. I was born in New Bury, Farnworth but I spent a lot of my youth in L Hulton. When I was about twelve I worked on Stan Kearshaw's farm on Saturdays - it is not there now - Dukes gate is built on the land now. My job was to go out with the horse and cart to people's home and get potato peelings and old vegetables and people would expect me on Saturday so they would save them for me. Stan would boil them up to feed to his pigs.
I left school in fifty six and went to work at Roscoe’s Foundry in L Hulton as an apprentice moulder. (John Bobs people used to call it, and I guess they still do if it is still there) My pay was thirty shillings a week. I stayed there for about a year then I went to work at Bennis Combustion L Hulton - two shillings a week more!!
At night time my mates and I would go to Peel Park, as it was a good place to meet girls. Every Tuesday night there was a dance at that co-op on the corner of Buckley Lane, dancing to Elvis, Buddy Holly, Little Richard to name a few. I used to go in the Horse Shoe (the old one) and the Royal Oak or Mad Bobs as it was known.
I saw Kenyon estate being built. My farther was a brick layer for G J Seddon. I met my wife in the Horse Shoe, she lived down Kenyon Way and worked at the Lucazade works untill they had that fire in 1960, when she got laid off. In 1962 we got married at St Pauls Peel in L Hulton, and in 1967 we came to Canada, but we come back often. We are coming over this year 2007 and we will spend some time with Norma's sister who still lives in L Hulton and I have family in Farnworth and once again we will walk down memory lane .....
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(17 Jan 07) : Bill Clarke writes to tell us of his early years spent in Little Hulton between 1937 and 1955, with some notes about his parents from 1904 ~ these can be viewed in full by clicking on this link ~ Bill Clark Blog and he can be contacted on nashbung@hotmail.co.uk
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