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The Lost Chorlton pictures ......... no 17. .........

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It’s odd just what you forget.

Now Richard and Muriel’s green grocer’s shop on Beech Road is remembered with fondness by many of us but its neighbour on the corner with Acres Road has long been a mystery to me.

I know that back at the beginning of the 20th century it was an iron mongers and later before the last world war was a cycle shop that also did repairs.

After that I am a bit hazy until in the late 70s it was briefly a piano shop before its long association with food and booze, first as Cafe on the Green and then a succession of bars and restaurants.

My old friend Marjorie remembered that after the war it became a hairdressers which in 1969 was listed as “Joan Newman ladies Hairdresser”.

And I just assumed that by the time I washed up on Beech Road in 1976 it was already a piano shop.

But not so because in 1979 I took this picture of Richard and Muriel’s and clearly it was still a hair dressers, which begs the question did I imagine the piano shop or have I just got my chronology a bit wrong?

Location; Chorlton




Picture; Beech Road, 1979, from the collection of Andrew Simpson


One hundred years of one house in Chorlton part 96......... Jack Harker

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The continuing story  of the house Joe and Mary Ann Scott lived in for over 50 years and the families that have lived here since.*

Jack in 1983
I have every confidence that Joe and Mary Ann would have known Jack Harker, because he was that sort of chap.

He and Ann lived on Wilton Road and later moved into Ivy Court on Beech Road and I first met them when I washed up in Chorlton in 1976.

They were regulars in the Trevor, never missing a night and sat at “their” table which was positioned between the bar and the door to the lavatories.

And when Jack discovered John was building a boat in the back of our house he offered to help, and that is how I came to know him and Ann because as we also drank in the pub every night it followed that we would end up sitting with them.

In the early days Jack would work on the boat during the day while we were all at school and also got in a few groceries, which made life that bit easier.

Jack and friend, 1979
Then in the evenings he would report his progress to John around the table in the pub, while me, Mike and Lois chatted to Ann and got the beer in.

He seemed to know everybody and those he didn’t soon got a nickname which in the fullness of time was taken up by almost everyone in the Trevor, and as names do they clung to their owner.

But despite his popularity and his local knowledge, Jack only really told you what he wanted you to know about his life.

I know that he was baptised in St George’s in Hulme, and that he and Ann had been married before but went their separate ways and after the divorce found new partners only to meet up one night in the Robin Hood in Stretford and rekindled the romance.

It never occurred to me to ask about his early life and only once did I get an answer to what he had done in the war.  The rest of his life was only lightly sketched in, and that was how it was.

Jack and the boat, 1977
Of course we were all still very young, and pretty much obsessed with our own lives which meant that our curiosity lasted about as a long as it took to drink a pint.

I cannot now, even remember when he died which happened one dark night after closing time and the regular visit to “Mr Chan’s” chippy on Beech Road.  Having bought their fish supper, Jack collapsed and died.

We will have gone to the funeral but sadly that too is hard to remember.

I do however remember the impromptus sessions back at their house in Wilton Road after the pub.

A place full of Jack's stories, 1979
There weren’t many of them and I suspect they were confined to Christmas time but Ann always provided a spread and we left in the early hours to wander back up Beech Road, missing the milkman by just an hour.

But leaving aside the meandering accounts of “lost evenings” there is the serious point that Jack along with so many others had a story to tell which has been forgotten.

He lived through two world wars, as well as the depression and lived in Chorlton long before the first bar opened its doors.

All of which makes me think that when we write volume two of the Quirks of Chorlton-cum-Hardy, he will be in it.

Pictures; Jack Harker, 1983, and in 1978, and the old parish graveyard from the collection of Andrew Simpson and Jack and the boat, 1977, courtesy of Lois Elsden

*The story of a house,   https://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/The%20story%20of%20a%20house

Never throw away the negatives ....... part 3 .... The Manchester Ice Palace ..... Derby Street

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Now when I stumbled across the negatives of a set of photographs I took in the mid 1980s I was quite pleased with myself.

The former Manchester Ice Palace, 1986
None of the prints of that day have survived, and nor have the research notes, so these half dozen negatives were a find.

I am the first to admit that the quality is iffy and they wouldn’t win the Robert Capa Award for best pictures of 1986 but they were taken as part of a research project in to Jewish Manchester.

That said they are a moment in time, and some of the buildings have now vanished and others look very different.

The former Manchester Ice Palace, 1986
But not so the Manchester Ice Palace on Derby Street which is still there and comparing my picture from 1986 with Andy Robertson’s of 2015 the building is looking better.

Those in the know will recognise this as one of those then and now sets of pictures, which is something I don't normally do and when I do I add a story.

But the Palace has been well written about so I won't this time.
That said I bet there are plenty of people with fond memories of the place.

Location; Manchester

Pictures; Manchester Ice Palace, 1986, from the collection of Andrew Simpson, and in 2015 from the collection of Andy Robertson.

Lost images of Whalley Range part 2 the petrol pumps

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I wonder when these petrol pumps on Upper Chorlton Road were taken away.

They were recorded by A.H.Downes in the summer of 1960 and were on the site of the furniture store.

In an age of big computer operated petrol pumps which do all most everything but make a coffee I like these three.

Simple design, and simple machinery but they did the business and take me back to my childhood.

They come from that time when someone would come out of the garage and work the pump,offering to wipe the windscreen and was available for motoring advice.

You still find this service in places like Greece and rural Italy and no doubt even here in remote communities.

They have long since vanished but the telephone kiosk was still on the same spot just a few years ago.

Picture; Petrol-Pump, Whalley Range, Upper Chorlton Road, north east side, 1960, A.H.Downes, m40781 and again in 1973, photographer unknown, m40728, courtesy of Manchester Libraries, Information and Archives, Manchester City Council

On rediscovering Dr Paton with the promise of another story

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Now sometimes a story from a long time ago bounces back, unannounced with a fascinating new slant.

And this is exactly what has happened with Looking for Robert and Sarah Paton in Southern Cemetery.*

It had always been an odd story, in that it surfaced as a piece of research after my old friend David Harrop showed me a document relating to the burial of Dr Robert Paton in Southern Cemetery in 1912.

Added to which the gravestone was just around the corner from the Remembrance Lodge where David has a displays some of his extensive collection of Post Office memorabilia along with items from both world wars.

I always intended to take the story further but as you do got side tracked and never went back.

But yesterday Victoria got in touch to say she was also doing research on Dr Paton in connection with a court case at which was going to testify, but died suddenly aged just 46 before he could give testimony.

That prompted me to go looking for the family home which was on Rochdale Road which doubled as his surgery.

And as so often happens with research both Victoria and I have gained from sharing information.

I was able to send over Dr Paton's Order for the Burial of the Dead, which included his photograph, along with a picture of the headstone in Southern Cemertery.

In return Victoria was able to provise the address of the family home and in turn I found its exact location using the street directory and an OS map.

Sadly the house vanished a long time ago, although there is another property bearing the same name.

Hers is a much wider piece of research and in the fullness of time I hope she will share it as a blog story.

Location; Southern Cemetery and Rochdale Road.

Pictures; the headstone of Alexander & Sarah Paton from the collection of Andrew Simpson, extracts from 
“The Order for the Burial of Dead” of Mr Paton,









*Looking for Robert and Sarah Paton in Southern Cemetery, https://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=Paton

“We’ll always have Paris”* ..............

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The year was 1980 and on a whim, I took off to Paris for a long weekend with our Elizabeth.

We saw the sights, including some of the seedier bits, had some fine meals and just got away from our respective cities.

The sun shone and it was very, very hot, which I suspect is why those that can leave Paris in August do so.

For me it was the first foreign city I have ever visited and as you would expect it made an impression, although, long ago it was eclipsed by Rome where “at the end of every street there is a piazza and around the corner an ancient ruin”.

But Rome will be for another day.

I did the usual touristy pictures most of which were lost a long time ago.

But some of the negatives survived in a corner of the cellar where they have rested for forty years.

And amongst them were the “lost Paris collection”.

I knew I had them but long ago had forgotten just what they were off.

To my surprise there were very few of the usual scenes, and instead most were “ordinary” shots of Parisians getting on with the daily stuff, catching buses, sitting on benches and walking to the shops.

I can no longer recall what made the man on the Boulevard Des Capucines suddenly turn and stare or for that matter what he did next.

Nor have I clue why I chose to take the picture at that precise moment.

What I do know is that today I would think twice about taking the photograph of the group of young people enjoying their lunch.

Never snap people without their permission and never take pictures of people under the age of 18 has become a rule and quite rightly so, but the passage of 38 years makes it pretty impossible that I could now seek the collective agreement of those in the three pictures and so I will chance it.

Location; Paris

Pictures; Paris 1980, from the collection of Andrew Simpson

*“We’ll always have Paris”, Rick Blaine, Casablanca, 1942, Captain Piccard, Star Trek, The Next Generation, 1988, various book and song titles

Walking along Court Yard in the June of 1841, looking for John Martin and Hannah Simmons

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Court Yard, 1858-73
“If you take up a position upon the spot where what we now call the Court-yard meets the High street, you will be standing at the centre of village activity and trade in olden times.”*

Now I am not quite sure when our local historian R.R.C. Gregory means by olden times, but I guess it will be sometime from the Middle Ages onwards.

Because it was here that the weekly market and annual fair were held from 1299 when John de Vesci the lord of the manor obtained a charter for a weekly fair on Tuesdays, and an annual  fair on the eve of Holy Trinity and the following two days.

It continued throughout the Middle Ages and even after it was discontinued there were four annual fairs until 1778.

Mr Gregory also records that the parish stocks “are said to have existed on the left hand side of the way, not many yards from the High-street,” along with a number of  pumps one close to the corner of the High Street, another a little further along Court Yard, with a third near the lower gateway leading to the churchyard.

Now in an age before mains water supplied, pumps ponds and water courses were very important, particularly given the concentration of properties along the Court Yard.

The 1843 tithe map shows seventeen properties along the east side of the road with a few more on the opposite side but this is a little deceptive because according the census return for two years earlier there were no less than thirty-two households which comprised 195 people.

I have yet to look at the Rate Books but it rather looks as if some properties were sub let.

Old buildings on Court Yard, Christmas 1980
Either way our picturesque ancient road was a populous place with the church at one end, the Crown in the middle and another publican at the end, serving both the spiritual and temporal needs of the community.

It was a mixed group of people with plenty of agricultural labourers a sprinkling of skilled artisans and a few who described themselves of independent means.

And as ever it is the people themselves who draw you in, like 25 years old Hannah Simmons, living wither her three children and what I take to be her sister in law and two children plus a fifteen year old girl who could be a lodger of sister.

It is easy to be judgemental and I did wonder whether Hannah was a single parent. Not that the period was as harsh on women who had children outside marriage as we have been led to believe..  There is plenty of evidence here in the parish records of single women baptizing their children in front of the congregation.

But in the case of Hannah the records show she stood beside her husband at the baptising of Elizabeth in 1839, Joseph in 1840 and Sarah in 1843.children.  The record also that a Joseph Simmons was staying on the night of the 1841 census at Middle Park House on the night of the 1841 census, and a decade later they have moved to Shooters Hill.**

Equally revealing is the story of the Crown. In 1840 it was being run by John Blundell who was still there the following year, but seems to have retired by 1843 when the place was in the hands of John Martin who seems very much a young man with a dtermination to go places.

At the age of 19 he is there in the 1837 land tax records renting a stable from a James Wright and land from a Mrs Dobson, and by 1843 is in the Crown renting the building and the yard.

Court Yard in 1843, showing the Crown
And as he began his long partnership with the Crown I wonder what its former landlord did with his retirement, which sadly was not long for John Martin died at the age of 51 in 1844.

 Not so John Martin who was to serve pints for another three decades.

So I shall end by leaving him in the Crown in the spring of 1871 with his clientele from Court Road who were still the same mix of agricultural labourers and related trades with a few posh people thrown in.

But with one exception who in his way pointed to the future.

For living in Queen Alley off Court Road was the young Edward Norton who was the son of the postmaster and who at the age of 14 described himself as a telegraph messenger, and that more than anything points to the future for Court Road and Eltham.

*R.R.C.Gregory, The Story of Royal Eltham, 1909

**Enu 21 6 Plumstead Kent 1851

Pictures; Court Yard from detail of OS map 1858-73, old buildings on Court Yard,1908,   from The story of Royal Eltham, R.R.C. Gregory, 1909 and published on
The story of Royal Eltham, by Roy Ayers,http://www.gregory.elthamhistory.org.uk/bookpages/i001.htm detail of Eltham High Street,  1844 from the Tithe map for Eltham courtesy of Kent History and Library Centre, Maidstone, http://www.kent.gov.uk/leisure_and_culture/kent_history/kent_history__library_centre.aspx


The Lost Chorlton pictures ......... no 18. ......... Ken and Barbara

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Now of all the pictures in the collection this is one of my favourites.

It is of Ken at the Bowling Green.

I first got to know Ken and Barbara in the Trevor in the late 1970s.  They lived on Reeves Road and they always bought our lads selection boxes at Christmas.

Long after all three were in the late teens, Barbra would knock on with the presents and at other times of the year we would pass the time talking about plants, Ireland and history over the wall in our front garden.

On the day I took the picture, the sun was shining and later in the afternoon a crowd of spectators gathered to watch.

Location; Chorlton

Picture; the Bowling Green, 1979, from the collection of Andrew Simpson

The Clayton Hall stories ....... no 3 ...... Commemorating the Suffragttes

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It's today with another open day on  March 3 and it is free.






More info can be obtained by messaging  the Clayton Hall Fb page, or emailing info@claytonhall.org

The murder of Mary Moore from Chorlton out in Whalley Range and an inquest in Withington

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The murder of Mary Moore in June 1838 shocked the township of Chorlton, gave rise to lurid stories in the papers, three trials of the men suspected and was never actually solved.

Her gravestone can still be seen in the parish church yard on the green not far from where she lived.

She died out on a lonely lane near Dog House farm in what is now Whalley Range.

Dog House farm was run by the Chorlton family who farmed on the edges of Chorlton.  And Mary worked for them.

One of her jobs was to take the farm fruit to the markets three times a week, and it was while returning alone with the money that she was beaten across the head and left to die in water filled ditch close to the farm.

Suspicion fell on a group of strangers out from Manchester playing pitch and toss nearby.

All were arrested and at the inquest held at the Red Lion they were presented as rough and ready and not at all nice to know.

But despite the press having become convinced of their guilt they could all prove that they were in Manchester at the time of Mary’s death.

By one of those rare chances the bag Mary had been carrying was tracked to Hulme and police now arrested a thoroughly disreputable chap who had worked at the farm and been overheard to ask questions about Mary’s route and the amount she regularly carried.

Moreover he fitted the part, with a list of temporary jobs, a dishonourable discharge from the army and a succession of addresses.

In short a drifter, and one who seemed on the margins of shady doings.

The inquest found him guilty and he was sent to trial at Liverpool.

Now the story twists and turns, not least because it was about a Chorlton woman who was murdered out in Whalley Range which was technically in the township of Withington.

The rest and there is lots more is in the Story of Chorlton-cum-Hardy.*

Pictures; newspaper report from the Manchester Courier June 23rd 1838, detail of where Mary worked from the OS map of Lancashire 1841, courtesy of Digital Archives Association,http://www.digitalarchives.co.uk/ gravestone from the collection of Andrew Simpson

*THE STORY OF CHORLTON-CUM-HARDY,http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/2011/11/the-story-of-chorlton-cum-hardy.html

The New Oxford in Salford .............. a pub with more names than me

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Now here is a pub with a history and I rather think a shed load of stories.

The New Oxford, 2015
After all according to that excellent pub site the Pubs of Manchesterthe New Oxford was originally the Town Hall Tavern beer house in the 1850s in what was then Bexley Street, it become the Court Tavern a few years later then the Amateurs Arms in 1871 when it contained a music hall.”*

Later it changed its name again to the Oxford Hotel when Wilsons Brewery acquired it and the four neighbouring shops and cottages.

There is more but for that you will just have to follow the link and read the rest of the story.

The Town Hall and the pub that became The New Oxford, 1844 
I can’t say I have been inside but Peter’s painting has certainly made me want to.

And as we get to the midpoint on the book on Manchester pubs it may well be time to go down there and sample the beer just of course in the interests of historical research and to see how better Salford pull a pint.





Location; Bexley Square Salford

Paintings; the New Oxford, Salford, © 2015, Peter Topping,
Facebook; Paintings from Pictures, Web: www.paintingsfrompictures.co.uk


Map; Bexley Square, 1844, from Manchester & Salford OS, 1844, courtesy of Digital Archive Association, http://digitalarchives.co.uk/

*The New Oxford, Manchester Pubs, http://pubs-of-manchester.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/New%20Oxford%20-%20Bexley%20Square

Snaps of Chorlton No 5, a lost railway scene

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An occasional series featuring private and personal photographs of Chorlton.

I think we are sometime in the 1980s and we are looking  towards the Wilbraham Road bridge, beyond which was the station and off to our right Adastral House.  

Now someone out there will be much better informed than I about the loco and what it is pulling.  

My knowledge stops at being able to say it is a British Rail locomotive, when we still had a nationalized railway company.

Originally I thought it might be the 1960s but those in the know have helped me push the date forward.

Location; Chorlton

Picture; from the Lloyd Collection 

The grimy ones ........ our River

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Now here is another of those short series taken from the family archive.

All were taken around 1979 and offer up scenes of the River which we knew but most tourists seldom saw.

Location; the River



Pictures; the River, 1979, from the collection of Andrew Simpson

Never throw away the negatives ....... part 4 ....the school ..... Derby Street

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Of the collection of pictures I rediscovered of the streets off Cheetham Hill Road, this proved the most elusive to identify.

I remember our guide saying it had been a school and over the years I took it to be one of the Municipal Board Schools.

I had no name and wasn’t even sure whether it was on Derby Street, Bent Street or Empire Street.

To be fair the trip had been over thirty years ago, and I lost the notes and the original prints a long time ago.

But then in response to the Talmud Torah story, Michael identified it as a school on Derby Street because his mum had gone there.

From that, it was a skip and a jump to the directories where the school was listed in 1911, as the Jews School. The previous year it had space for 2,029 students and the average attendance was 668 boys, 625 girls and 581 infants.

According to the Local History Library the school was established on Derby Street “in 1869 and known as the Manchester Jews’ School [having] started off as Manchester Hebrew Association founded for religious classes in 1838 and by 1842 was established as a  school at Halliwell St., Cheetham, moving to Cheetham Hill Road in Spring 1851. 

From 1941to 1959 it shared a building with the Infants and Junior Departments of Waterloo Road, Cheetham. The school moved to Crumpsall and opened as King David High School, Crumpsall in 1959”.

The library holds a large number of records from the school including  admission registers, log books, stock books and teacher record books along with information on refugees, 1940-44, staff registers and visitors books, some of which are also available from Findmypast.

Location; Derby  Street, Manchester

Picture; The Jews School, 1986, from the collection of Andrew Simpson

* Records of the Manchester Jewish Community, 2015, Manchester Central Library,www.manchester.gov.uk/download/.../id/.../jewish_community_archives_guide.pdf

Turn Moss ...... a plan, a protest and a question

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Now I am always a little concerned when I read a developer referring to “community use” in a plan they are proposing.

The Old Road, Hawthorn Lane, 2010
At which point I have to say this is not an attack on developers.

We all live in properties and on estates which were once the dream of a developer, whether it be the piecemeal development around Beech Road, the planned estate which is Chorltonville or any one of those ribbon developments  along Edge Lane, Wilbraham Road and the roads off.

All of which brings me to the issue of the day which are the plans to develop part of Turn Moss into playing fields for the UA92 university and Salford City FC.

I have to admit until recently this passed me by, but it has received increasing press coverage,* is in the Master Plan for Stretford** and has now been the subject of aplanning application.***

Added to which there is now a community based action group opposed to  the existing plans which has organised a demonstration this afternoon at Turn Moss Car Park, meeting at 2pm.****

Turn Moss was and still is on the flood plain of the Mersey, although modern flood prevention has mitigated much of the earlier flooding which could create a lake 3 miles across.

For this reason much of the land was farmed as pasture or arable, with sections on the Chorlton side used for meadow farming.

Some of the land has long been given over to football pitches but reading the various accounts of the plans to develop I have a sense that what is proposed will change the area.

The Briscat, 1950
One application talks of a new floodlit artificial football pitch, perimeter trim trail and cycle path, a children's play area, a cafe and refurbished sports changing facilities for community use.

These will be accompanied by  the development of a new football training facility including 3 training pitches, a goalkeeper training pitch, running mounds, and a changing office facility, and gym  together with associated landscaping, lighting, fencing, drainage, overspill car parking area, highways alterations and other works.***

I am not sure how this will impact on Mr and Mrs Trellis and their Sunday walk with Bowser the dog or any of the impact on nearby residents who use it to enjoy the wildlife, and a stroll.

The Master Plan for Stretford mentions it just twice, once on page 27 and again on page 49 with the rather unhelpful “There is an opportunity to provide enhanced outdoor sport facilities at Turn Moss Playing Fields. 

This will include potential training facilities to this site alongside delivery of a range of improvements to facilities that are accessible to the local community.**

To be fair the report covers a wide range of development plans which look to tackle some of the serious issues related to the area, but its comments on the Moss are vague.

So that leaves me falling back on the planning application pondering that "community use" and a wish to to talk to those who are most concerned.

Sadly I won’t be there this afternoon, ..... a busted knee makes a wander out less than pleasant.

But I will be looking forward to getting the reports, and while I wait the story of the day, the historian in me ponders on the great Mass Trespass event of 1932 when a group of Ramblers asserted their right to walk across Kinder Scout.

This some may mutter is over the top, but you can never be too assertive when it comes to defending what has become a community asset.

Well we shall see.

Location; Turn Moss

Pictures; the old road, Hawthorn Lane, 2011 from the collection of Andrew Simpson, and the Briscat, Turn Moss, 1950, W Jackson from the Lloyd Collection

* Gary Neville's plans to build football training pitches face red card amid green belt row, Jennifer Williams, February 14, 2018, https://www.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/news/greater-manchester-news/gary-nevilles-plans-build-football-14286686


**The Refreshment of the Stretford Master Plan, Trafford Council,Final Draft, January 2018, http://www.trafford.gov.uk/residents/community/partnerships-and-communities/consultations/stretford-masterplan/docs/Refreshed-Stretford-Masterplan-Final-Draft-January-2018.pdf 

***Alterations to Turn Moss Playing Fields, Trafford Planning Portal, 93628/FUL/18, https://publicaccess.trafford.gov.uk/online-applications/pagedSearchResults.do?action=page&searchCriteria.page=1

****Friends of Turn Moss, facebook.

When pub alfresco meant three steel chairs, a wobbly table and a wooden bench

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It isn’t that long ago that when summer came pubs offered up a few old chairs and tables, often past their best, as their contribution to alfresco.

If you were lucky the chairs didn’t sag and the tables proved stable enough to keep four pint pots from toppling over.

And so here we are outside, the Horse and Jockey sometime in 1979.

What fascinate me more is the ghost space on the side of what was the chippy.

I can’t now remember what it would have advertised but I bet someone willand maybe even dredge up a picture.

We shall see.

Location; Chorlton

Picture, the Horse and Jockey, 1979 from the collection of Andrew Simpson

What we did in Alexandra Park in 1906, nu 4 ........ at the bowling green

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A short series of how we used Alexandra Park in 1906, from a collection Valentine’s Snapshots of Alexandra Park.



Pictures; The bowling green, Alexandra Park, from Valentine’s Snapshots of Alexandra Park, date unknown, courtesy of Ann Love

Blackfriars Street and the story behind the Palatine Photographic Company and a young women

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Now it was Mark Twain who said "never let the truth stand in the way of a good story, unless you can't think of anything better"and I have to admit I was tempted.

Sometime in the early 20th century this young women wandered into the studios of the Palatine Photographic Company and had her picture taken.

I don’t know who she was, exactly when she posed for the picture or if this was a special occasion.

The photograph was one of a large number of images that Ron Stubley passed over to me recently.

They consist of picture postcards, birthday cards and a group of family photos.

And it is these family pictures which have come to interest me.

There are no names or addresses and only a few have a date but they are local because some carry the name of photographers who were active across the twin cities.

Most are old fashioned portraits and are of single individuals, but one has a young soldier in uniform and his wife and looks to be from the Great War.

Another is of a teenager and carries the caption “Passed away Feb 4 1918,” which may be a reference to the great flu epidemic but could so easily be any one of a number of illnesses.

All of which just leaves those phot0pgrapher, some of whom were big national or regional companies and others who operated from just one studio.

And this is where the Palatine Photographic Company seemed to offer a clue.  Their address was 50 Blackfriars Street and for a brief few minutes I wandered up and down Blackfriars Street looking for them, for that would at least suggest that she came from Salford.

But, and it is a big but Blackfriars stretches from Chapel Street over the bridge to terminate at Deansgate in Manchester, and yes, 50 Blackfriars Street was in that block which inhabited the corner with Deansgate.

The company post date 1895 and were still in business at their Manchester address in 1911 and that is it.

 They do appear on a database but it seems to be the only record of their existence.

So we are left with little that can identify our young woman who may be from Salford but in the interests of disowning Mark Twain I have to say I don't know.

Location; somewhere in Manchester or Salford

Picture; unknown young women, date unknown from the collection of Ron Stubley

The grimy ones ........ our River

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Now here is another of those short series taken from the family archive.

All were taken around 1979 and offer up scenes of the River which we knew but most tourists seldom saw.

Location; the River


Pictures; the River, 1979, from the collection of Andrew Simpson


Lost Images of Whalley Range number 8 ....... the Allied Library 1962

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This was the Allied Library which was on the corner of Upper Chorlton Road and Wood Road North.

It had grown as a chain of rental libraries in the years after the last world war and at its peak in March 1962 it hired out 362, 000 books through 1,489 bookshops.

And it is a reminder that a long side the public libraries there were a shed load of small shops ranging from newsagent to bookshopswhich rented out books.*

Picture; Allied Libraries at No 202 Upper Chorlton Road taken in August 1960 Downes A H m40870 Courtesy of Manchester Libraries, Information and Archives, Manchester City Council, http://images.manchester.gov.uk/index.php?session=pass


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