Photo-a-Day  (Tuesday, 27th June, 2023)

So they found out how Mick Byrne turned out and this is the result.

Oh nooooo !!!
My old school - left in 1969 ( Mr Gray’s class)
That hurts to see.

Sad end Mick.

Amazed that all of the windows are intact

I like old schools and find it sad to see them demolished, especially primary schools which have rung to young voices singing songs and chanting times tables, (although I know they don't do that today, as it would make a modern school inspector's hair curl, but let's face it....it worked! Say to us oldies, "six eights" and we say "48" automatically!) A nice photo but a rather sad one.

I presume they have/are building a new primary school Or are there insufficient pupil numbers to justify a new school?

The development, to be built on the former site of Shevington Community Primary School on Miles Lane in Wigan, will have 32 apartments of varying sizes and communal areas for socialising.
The contract includes demolition of existing buildings and the construction of a new shared access road.
The playing field at the rear of the school will be kept for the residents of Shevington to use as they wish.

I hope they are degging the dust down.
Not many people know this, but Mick, as well as being “ Ye Olde Parish Peacock Pouncer” is also “ Ye Olde Parish Rubbing Rag” and it’s his job to go round the Parish and make sure that “Ye Olde Parish Demolition Team” don’t leave a mess in the Parish.
If he catches anyone leaving a mess he is authorized to rub their noses in it like you used to do with a puppy.

Perfect spot for an Aldi or Lidl?

Perfect spot for houses.

Mick do you remember playing in the corner the school field on summer nights.

The school closed a few years ago, and was absorbed into Shevington Vale and Millbrook. The original stone buildings at the front of the school are still intact, and house a hairdresser's amongst other things. My great grandad was school caretaker there way back when, and lived in the cottage provided.

Gareth, many years ago I was called to the infants department at that school which was located in those stone buildings. They had storerooms in the loft areas and whenever anyone went up there they could smell what they presumed to be something that had got up there and died. It turned out to be the old Bakelite light bulb fittings that were up there, these old light bulb fittings when they got hot from the heat produced by the light bulbs were notorious for giving off an aroma, and this to some folks was a smell of death and decay - thankfully that time it wasn't.

We are cutting away the fabric , a last of hundred years ,
Replacing the threads with tape , or cotton made with tears ,
Meaning overtaken , and deeper feelings felt , discarded as irrelevance ,
like butter born to melt . What was there don’t matter ,
their voices chucked away ,
instead we should embrace ,
the deep , their songs , do say ...

It looks like a toy Lego block and it’s just been squashed!

It's called "progress". Your life is spent enjoying the 'progress' from the generations before it.