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Castle Hill Sunday School

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Bridgewater Street 1958
Bridgewater Street 1958
Photo: Bill Aldridge
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Item #: 27724
Walking Day from Castle Hill Sunday School in 1958 near the bottom of Bridgewater Street (that's me fourth from the front, Alan Ramsdale two in front of me and Philip Howarth two behind me - don't remember anymore).

Comment by: Johnny on 24th March 2016 at 01:06

Looks like two of the lads have got those snake-type belts!I had one which kept my first pair of denim jeans up...mind you I had 6 inch turn-ups on 'em!
Smart lads never the less!

Comment by: Linda's massa on 24th March 2016 at 07:06

Didn't we wear some beautiful dresses ladies.

Comment by: jj on 24th March 2016 at 08:26

Great photo. The 6th lad in line seems to be pleased he's going to Sunday school, but perhaps the first two in line would rather be on the footy pitch.

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 08:40

One of the better periods for fashion was the 50s. Elegance and true style!
Women would copy the likes of Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly. The little lads look very smart as well!

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 09:30

Those little lads remind me of the advert for Fry's Five Chocolate. The five boys ranging from crying to laughing! (showing my age here),

Comment by: Garry on 24th March 2016 at 10:20

Johnny they were called "Cricket" belts, I had one.

Comment by: henry7 on 24th March 2016 at 11:18

I remember the lady at the front of the photo. Does anyone know her name? Great photo.

Comment by: Albert. on 24th March 2016 at 13:43

When our country still had similarities of a country that I had been born into twenty four years previously. I had joined the Wigan Borough Police, in the Spring of that year.

Comment by: Johnny on 24th March 2016 at 14:31

Garry
You are spot on! The name escaped me. The buckle was in the shape of a snake with coloured elasticated belt. All my mates had one! Ideal for keepin up your kecks!

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 15:19

Is it any wonder Albert we are always looking back even
-"Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass,of glory In the flower".
The older I get the more I look back!

Comment by: Ozymandias. on 24th March 2016 at 18:37

I went to the Palace Theatre in Ashton in about 1961 to watch a film called ' Splendour in the grass '. It featured Warren Beatty and somebody else. At the time, I would have been about 13 or 14 and the sap was beginning to rise. To be honest, I only paid the two bob as the title suggested there may have been a bit of 'nookie' involved. As it turned out the film was mostly about the stock market crash in America. What a let down. I could have got 20 Woodbines, fish and chips and my bus fare home for two Bob back then. I don't suppose there would be any point contacting Claims Direct this far down the road?

Comment by: Johnny on 24th March 2016 at 19:36

Ozy
That someone else was Natalie Wood....who later drowned in LA harbour!

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 21:54

Ee Ozy thowt thy had emigrated or been hit int'h eye with a drag line! Anyway Wordsworth didn't intend that lovely poem for you know what!!!!!
Nice to know you are about somewhere in the ether! Get them wagons rolling' !

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 22:22

Ee Ozy's back -thowt that thy'd emigrated or been hit int'h eye with a drag line! Wordsworth didn't intend his poem being about you know what anyroad !!!!!

Comment by: Vb on 24th March 2016 at 22:38

Ooops!

Comment by: Albert. on 25th March 2016 at 13:37

Ozy. A better deal for you, would have been for you to go and see "The Outlaw" with Jane Russell, a little more zip to it, but nothing comparable, as what they show in these modern times.

Comment by: Janet Clayworth on 29th March 2016 at 16:11

The lady at the front is Mrs. Margery Peters, (nee Stirrup)

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