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Jackson family of Hindley.

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De Trafford Farm, Hindley. 1931.
De Trafford Farm, Hindley. 1931.
Photo: . Ozymandias .
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Item #: 29919
Mr John Jackson confers with the quadrupeds on De Trafford farm. Judging by Mr. Jackson's attire, I would guess that the photograph was taken on his wedding day in 1931, but that would be mere conjecture on my part.

Comment by: GW. on 23rd November 2017 at 08:55

I hope it's well after the honeymoon Ozy. He looks to be in the doghouse already.

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd November 2017 at 09:30

Mary Ethel told him to get from under t'feet whilst she gets the washing done!

Comment by: Philip Gormley. on 23rd November 2017 at 09:53

It looks as though the greenhouse staging had been removed to make way for the tomato plants, which judging by their somewhat sparce foliage, had already have been 'got at'.

Comment by: DTease on 24th November 2017 at 10:40

When I was in my twenties I worked with a good owd lad named Jimmy,
Jimmy had spent the war on a Trawler minesweeping in the North Sea. After the war he worked in the Pit. In short Jimmy was as hard as granite.
We worked on the same machine and there was nothing that I could do in my twenties that Jimmy couldn't match in his late fifties.
In all the time that we worked together I never knew Jimmy miss a days work. So it came as a big surprise when, one Monday Jimmy didn't show up.
The next day Jimmy turned up as usual but was very quiet, so I said to him "Nethen Jimmy did tha get too much ale daen o Sunday us tha didn't turn up yesterday?". Jimmy didn't answer. Being young and foolish I pushed him a bit further but when I looked at him proper I was shocked to see that he had tears in his eyes.Jimmy looked at me and said "Mi dog deed". "I were up wi him aw neet burr he deed Monday morning"
I had never realised how close a man could be to his dog until then.
Jimmy never missed another day until he was made redundant in the seventies and he never spoke of his dog again.

Comment by: Veronica on 24th November 2017 at 14:32

Thats such a sad tale- poor old soul. I hope he got another dog and another job. They didn't seem to expect much from life that generation after the war- only to work hard.

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 24th November 2017 at 18:57

I can empathise with your mate Jimmy DTease, as I lost my dog a couple of years ago. She was a rescue dog that no one else seemed to want, but she was my constant companion for close on fourteen years. She slept on my bed at night, she went to work with me, we were inseparable. She travelled the entire length of Europe with me over the years, from Gibraltar, right up through to the Baltic States and the gulf of Finland, and as far as the Russian border at Narva. When finally, she became infirm, I made a truck to push her around in. She's now become the reason that I can no longer bring myself to go to France alone. Ive rarely come remotely as close to any living entity as I was to that dog. And now I find myself lumbered with a nineteen year old feline, just like the one on John's shoulders, that won't eat anything that wasnt actually purchased at Marks & Spencer's, and not only that, insists on being fed by hand. I acquired the beast by default, as I didn't actually want the damn thing, but having had her for a couple of years now, I find that somehow, imperceptibly, a bond appears to have formed between us, and I wouldn't swap her for a pension now. So I can see the same thing happening all over again, ( unless I go first that is ). They do say that history repeats itself don't they? I hope this doesn't come across as being too maudlin, but in my view, losing a pet can be every bit as distressing as losing a family member. I suspect I won't be alone in arriving at this conclusion.

Regards. Ozy.

Comment by: Maureen on 24th November 2017 at 20:40

Ozy,there's nothing maudlin about losing an animal that has become one of your closest friends...when I lost my little Persian,I was working at the time ,and had to go to Morrisons on the way home..the thought of her not being there when I got home was awful.I cried in the queue,cried on the bus home,I just couldn't stop the tears..the same with our latest Persian who we had for twenty years..I still say goodnight to him..when our Border Collies time came,it affected me so much that we haven't had another dog since..a true saying is 'An animal can give you the best day of your life..and the worst.

Comment by: Maureen on 24th November 2017 at 20:47

Ozy,there's nothing maudlin about losing an animal that has become one of your closest friends...when I lost my little Persian,I was working at the time ,and had to go to Morrisons on the way home..the thought of her not being there when I got home was awful.I cried in the queue,cried on the bus home,I just couldn't stop the tears..the same with our latest Persian who we had for twenty years..I still say goodnight to him..when our Border Collies time came,it affected me so much that we haven't had another dog since..a true saying is 'An animal can give you the best day of your life..and the worst.

Comment by: Philip Gormley. on 25th November 2017 at 01:26

What a co-incidence; recollections of departed pets being put forward, just days after eerily recalling a similar loss of my own. I got down on the couch for a couple of hours on Wednesday afternoon, and dreamt of a conversation between my mother and myself regarding our dog Shandy, and in particular as to how well Shandy had been cared for since her disappearance, some years before. She had in fact died at home during the 1980s; my mother in hospital in 2003. I still have a few photos of her and her mother Judy, and many of my late parents.

Comment by: Veronica on 25th November 2017 at 10:14

I am one who believes in the 'hereafter' and I think it is a gift if loved ones (relatives and pets) visit in dreams - they are just letting you know they are well and happy! Nothing would persuade me otherwise!

Comment by: DTease on 25th November 2017 at 16:17

Just a thought but why are we all so absorbed with wanting to know what happens after we die? Does it really matter?

Comment by: GW. on 25th November 2017 at 18:00

Good point Dtease. Why spend all that money on funeral insurance when you can't go to your own party.

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