Greenough Street

Dicky Mears was mentioned having a barbers on Greenough Street, he was my husbands Uncle by marriage. I would like to ask anyone do they remember a barber on Greenough street called Alexander Dolan, his father Daniel was a barber in scholes back in 1901.

I can now reveal I am the little boy collecting for the poor kids of St Mary's in Greenough St.. Not Ernie Dowdall but Bernard.And No Cliff im not training racehorses in Newbury but backing them in Ladbrokes ..mores the pity!! I've seen Cliff higham ,Joe Fairhurst on the odd occasion but not Elmer Hardman,Jas Holding ,Bill ashurst (my minder),Dave Ridout,Chris Glass,Cheta Brown,Norm Melling,Wick,..and others too numerous to mention.lets get together soon..come on Cliff round em up! Curly

come come, Kath, dont belittle urself, 3 brain cells at your age is somethin to be proud of, I always thought "that bridgy,s a clever one Them sort lose their marbles quicker," never mind love we still luv ya.

do u rembemer lils cafe at the top hello 2 helen cummins

Twirlin Twirlin pom pom pom ! cry heard around turner street on a dark neet Who remembers it? Keep posting greeny folks.

Congrats,Greenough posters, we now have the most posts in MEMORIES Stuff. Where u been hidin Kath? an yeah I know you on the pic, my my, you was a tall girl, did you ever stop growing. I stopped when I was 8. Anyroadup, why did u not get down to the Brocket, St Georges day, u missed out, I paid for Booze ,n food all night (liar) oh ok, I didn,t. so there. nice to see u back, knock 3 times before you call in next time.

HI Cliff how are you digling life keeping you well I hope,not been through for a while been busy hospital visiting(everybodies favourite hobby).J Yates the tall girl on the confirmation photo is me Kathleen Bridge.I am stood next to Alan Adlington.re:the Kellys I remember Brian he was in the same class as Cliff and I, ell fire get that Cliff and I sounds like a silver shuvl int gob job wi wus focht up i Schowes lots of names keep popping up from time to time I suppose it keeps the brain cells going all three of them must go C YA ALL TaTa

Thanks for your reply Cliff I have a password now for the Forum and will put my e-mail in it. Good to hear from you. Wish I could have been at the Brocket maybe some other time though.

Yes that is me, I believe Sharpey (Roy) died a long time ago but Rimmer is alive and well and living here in fernie Canada just a few minutes away from me. Which Bass are you? Not Sam the fireplace man (I don't think so)

dont recall a ragman in windsor st. used to collect paper money. probably still have pay book with all names. try and find it. think kelly lived in boyswell lane. had two lads brian and terry who went st georges. can anybody tell who tall girl is on st georges confiremation pic first lass on front row. is it joyce boland.

Yoh Degzi. Are you the dude that went to the Grammar School and knocked about with Rimmer & Sharpy. If so what hapened to Sharpy & Rimmer.

Kath Byrnes memo about spuds falling in the lob reminded me. Me and our kid used to go to my aunties in Greenough Street on Saturdays. We always had lobbies for dinner. Best I ever tasted. Do you know lobscowse is a Scandinavian word. Not many folks know that. Scowsers got their name from the stew, meat, onions, carrots and spuds. There is a cafe in Grafton Street, Scowseland that specialises in scowse. Now Wigan Wooly Backs or more precisely Scowzers from Scholes preferred lobbies, spuds, beef and onion stew. With a bit of brown sauce - great! Dip your butty.

Derek, sign up on the forum on here and put in ur E-Mail address and I,ll mail you.Loads to catch up on. Iv,e not seen your Jean for a while.

I've just discovered this site and I love it but now no-one is posting .Come on keep going .Kath, Cliff etc.

Hey degsy, hows it goin ? long time no see, would have been good to see you again, you said u stayed in Newburgh me son lives just up the road in Lathom, shame, next time ur over look me up you hear or I WANT MY CATTY BACK. catchya, tc

I think the rag and bone man's name was kelly you could get a crappy rubber ball or a rubbing stone off him.Is that Norman Ashurst posting? if so do you remember me.I was in Wigan 3 yrs ago ,sorry cliff(aka bloomoon) didn't get to look you up this time as I was staying in Newburgh.

I'm sitting here at my computer nearly in tears remembering all the stuff that's been mentioned and I can remember a lot of you people from St.Goggies.I lived at the bottom of Burlington St. How you doin Cliff.

I remember the rag and bone man vividly with his cry of bones which he could keep up for what seemed like ages without catching his breath.Great greenough st memories.I dont recall his name though.Sorry.

Hi Brian. I now recall the name Tommy Norris. That eerie cry in the early mornings has haunted me for ages. Great stuff. Do you recall the Rag & Bone man from Windsor Street ?

In reply to N Ashurst The fishmonger you could hear calling out was Tommy Norris He sold his fish from a horse drawn cart in the area around greenough st.

HI DOES ANYONE REMEMBER WHEN MOST OF THE HOUSES DOWN GREENOUGH ST WERE DEMOLISHED THE FAIR THAT USED TO BE ON THE MARKET SQUARE WAS SET UP ON THE LAND.ROUND ABOUT WHERE OXFORD ST AND REGENT ST USED TO BE I REMEMBER LOOKING THROUGH MY MAMS WINDOW ON THE 8TH FLOOR OF BOYSWELL HOUSE IT WOULD BE ABOUT 1971/2 WHEN IT WAS LIT UP AT NIGHT IT WAS A NICE SIGHT.IF BRIAN HAD BEEN AROUND HE WOULD HAVE WHIPPED OUT HIS BOX BROWNIE AND GOT US SOME BRILL PICKYS

Joe Fairhurst may enlighten you on that,why would you want to attend ?

kathleen bridge clifford highsm when are you having your next st georges get together and where. what do you do. like to come but don't want to be out of place.

St Georges reunion brocket, Where,s Kath B? "gone cockling in Fleetwood" someone replied. Anyroadup, 10 turned up.......8 girls an 2 lads,more than I thought,there will be more next time. I,ll brng my 8 kids,no,serious it was a good night meeting the old school mates,all still kids, good laugh, great night. This may turn out a monthly meet, the girls are sortin that out. We need some more ex- St Georges (kids) to get down there, have a natter, you,ll enjoy.

Regarding N. Ashurst I vaguely remember a street trader with a similar call. I don't know the name but he was a fishmonger. I have a memory of man leading his horse and cart, looking rather like the TV character Claude Greengrass with a large mac or overcoat and a floppy trilby. Of course, those days there were many street traders. I remember a green grocer named Fred Griffiths, his wife Fanny had a greengrocers shop in Bolton street. There was an old woman who sold salt from a hand cart. Milk in metal canisters sold from horsedrawn carts and many rag and bone men. I think there was a rag and bone man in Windsor Street called Hart but it's a shot in the dark.

uLiving only a few yards from Greenough St and growing up in the fifties I recall the street traders. You never see any now. 7 am my mam would shout upstairs "get up - its half past seven you'll be late for school". She did that every school day - why I don't know cos I always knew the time. As I lay awake for a while before getting up I would hear a street cry, somthing like, "Fraaays.....kipperrrs....cod....". It was an eerie cry, sounded miles away, and I never knew or saw who it was.

K,I saw Barbara Gaskell this afternoon round the market, I was on my way home from wallgate Station, train brought me home from Parbold. Stupid me went for a (lovely day for walkin walk) "canalside stroll,yeh, why not" My son lives in Lathom, yep I walked it there,stupid me, yeh I,m still daft,knackered never ending canal.....boats......joggers.......boats...for ever. 3hrs.......breathin dust, parched..hungry like you never knew. " Hi Dad where you parked the car" me gaspin "no car" "pardon" " just pass the oxygen" can write a book anyroadup, Who,s for turnin up St Georges Day,brocket 7-30 ish or when ever. I,m sendin my legs up to bed. see someone there hope.no, no ,no, no,not my bed, " brocket " cliff

White Xmas Joe, go play on the m6, silly boy, behave, stop messin with serious people or I,ll get you at playtime.

Mum says tell you Joe Hill went in the Army after leaving Grammar School. Tony Bennet went to the Thomas Linacre. Tony played rugby for Orrell and Chorley but she doesn't know where he is now or what he does for a living. Mum thinks Donald Ross became an air steward but she doesn't really know.

SORRY about that,i wasnt sure which school Ronnie went to from st georges but it was a long time ago a LONGLONG time ago,you have solved a problem.I could not remember Ronnie Parr ever having a nickname he may have done I am sure Cliff will come through and let know.If you white christmas red sails and bluemoon are the the full monty keep your hats on especially bluemoon.sorry cliff

What with Blue Moon and Red Sales we only need white and we'll have the patriotic full monty, so I'll be aka White Christmas. Hello, hello .......... K.B. does Ronnie sound like Oswald? my mum says Oswald Parr looks nothing like Ronnie Parr and anyway Ronnie Parr went to Whelley School.

Where,s our Kentucky Polly ?? gon.

Ne then Cliff Higham I've been reading your life story on this page. So you work at the Bellingham Hotel and do a bit of singing. I've sin thee mate, doing the comparing and singing at a couple of do's at the Bellingham. Very good mate.

memries memries. these is not memries. you dont know wot memries are. schools. shops. dicky plums. stans radio. b. rubbish. memries is joe and billy mac chuking saints species out of the regent pub on match dqays. micky dalton leading sent pats down greenuff street on walking day. thems memries.

re;RON HUNT your mother (Bennett) was her first name Joan I knew a Joan Bennett in the 50s and 60s she lived in the same part of Greenough ST do you have any brothers or sisters Joan used to go playing dominoes with my mam I think it was at Greenough ST club her name was Sally Bridge from Vaughan ST

come back Polly, sorry about the doubt, jokers on here abound, Your one of us now. "Bluemoon of Kentucky" was one of my fav Elvis songs hence Bloomoon. and you K behave! Iv,e got beltin legs now an I hope your pratas fell, serves you right! nananana.

ey up you have got a fan Cliff Iknow what it is I will ask. polly anna have you had a look at our confirmation photo we are the tallest girl and the shortest lad you have seen Cliff at the front with his socks rolled down aint you.I bet he is still wearing um.It gives an whole new dimention to sex on legs will have to go got some pratas on and I dont want um to lob see y all

Hi Cliff, the song "Blue Moon of Kentucky" is Kentucky's official state bluegrass song. It was written in 1947 by Bill Monroe, from Rosine town, West Kentucky. The song continues “Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining……………” Seeing that your AKA Bluemoon I think if you keep on shining you’ll brighten the readers days. Anyway as ol’ Kintuck aint about Greenough Street I’d better move on. Bye now.

D,ya hear that Kath your famous, Kentucky,n,awl, your gettin through !oooooooooooowaaaaaaroooooooooooooooooh is anybody there? to blue grass country .Can I ask you polly, Why Bluegrass an why Bluemoon in Kentucky ? The reason Im asking this is that I have a friend who,s a regular joker,he was in our school class and he posts on here sometimes under ficticious names just to wind me up. and I think I,m right on this. Hey! Kath you got the powers tune in and find out the truth, knock 3 times on cieling if its yes or twice on the floor if its no !!

Hi y’all. I ‘m making a habit of reading this site since I discovered some of my ancestors came from Wigan town England. I find these memories kinda charming especially the repartee between Kath B. and Cliff H. Obviously very old school buddies, real touching, to see them reuniting after all the years. Keep up the entertainment Kath & Cliff. May your "Bluemoon" keep on shining.

oops! sorry Janny, yeh I,m on the pick, I,m the little scraggy 7yr old, far right bottom row next to Mary Roper, I still wear that tie. and Kath are you the girl next to Barbara Gaskell? " am I comin through ," knock three times if your with us.

HI Janny is it you or your mum who was at school with us,let us know.Cliff when I knew you all those years ago I had an idea you would never grow up.The Peter Pan of Scholes put some pickys on your wold page OF YOU and your clan

Hi Cliff. Its not Jonny, its Janny short for Janet and I must confess its my mother who is the pupil picker, she doen't like using a computer. Are you on the photo?

"ooooooh, I hear someone trying to get in contact with us oooooooooh ohhh,its comin through yes! yes !your friends are here,oooooh swoon swoon speak, speak" Ok enough of that bridgey, I,m recievin. yep, the scraggy kid on the end of the bottom row c,est moi, and well done Jonny? you got most, how come?? are you Miss Scallys son,never mind we dont hold grudges, she just didn,t like me, awwww little cliff all he wanted was to be loved. Its nice to hear from you all, oh an by the way I never grew up.............cliff

HI good to see you can put names to most back row between Brian Kelly and Brian Macdonald could it be Tony Bennet?.The third row between Lyn Martin and Ann Hinds is (me) Kathleen Bridge and Barbara Gaskell.The front row could Sammy Foster be Clifford Higham? come through Cliff and fill us in oops doing the Doris Stokes bit again sorry.have a gander at the confirmation photo and fill the names in there if you will come on Joe Barker give us a clue,check back later

Hello everyone. I'll have a go at namimg St Georges pupils 1954 as on the Album page. Back Row: Alan Addlington, Colin Walsh, Joe Fairhurst, Brian Kelly, Dennis Martin, Brian McDonald, John Ashcroft, Freddie Laithwaite, Joe Hill, Kenneth Jones. Second Row: Barry Tarbuck, Harold Stevens, Norman Taylor, Barrry Holcroft, Jimmy Cheatham, Unknown may be Frank Blinkhorn, Unknown, Donald Ross, Joe Barker, Joe Green. Third Row: Joan Brennan, Sheila Connor, Rita Lowe, Maureen Voce, Nadine Bott, Catherine Stevens; Unknown maybe Barbara Culshaw, Lyn Martin, Unknown, Unknown, Anne Hinds. Front Row: Ronnie Parr, Unknown maybe Margaret Charnock, Lois Halsall, Evelyn Dunn, Margaret Seddon, Mary Roper, Unknown maybe Sammy Foster. Appologies for any one I have got wrong.

Re- Joe Barkers St Georges school pic 1954, 1954? nah! cant be so long ago, I dont know about Joe,s recollection,I remember some names,I know someone who remembers all the names and what they had for dinner, "The memory Man" he,ll be there I,ll make sure, he,ll bring the pic, we can have a little quiz, the one who can get most names correct wins a free pen WOW!! yes, you heared me right, so dont miss out, you got to be in it to win it. See ya,ll there.

re: Terry Gerard did he live in Oxford ST and did his mam marry Bill Bridge also from Oxford ST. if he is the same person Bill Bridge was my grandfarther.I remember Joe Barker I have spotted him on the pickys of school.The confirmation photo I cannot name them all most of them but I remember all the faces.I do know the vicar was called Mr Davis and the curate was Mr Pick.If I remember rightly the reason we were shipped of to Liverpool was because the vicar was leaving and he wanted to see his troops confirmed we were bungled on a coach and of we went can anybody shed more light on this.

Can anybody help me win a bet with my pal. I say there were two electrical shops in Greenough St Stans Radio Shop and Lennigans. Lennigans was a bit more upmarket and Stan sold more bits and pieces like jokes catterpult elastic and multi-coloured elastic bands. My pal says it was the same shop under different owners. kathleen Bridge can you name everybody in your St Georges photo? Joe Barker can you do the same? See you all in the Brocket on St Georges day.

My enduring memory of Greenough St was when my uncle Terry was walking me home from school. He saw his friend bending down tying his shoelace. My uncle promtly "porred" him on his rear. Unfortunately it wasn't his friend - it was Joe Mac. You should have seen the look on uncle Terrys face. I think if I hadn't have been present he would have been chinned. Laugh, I never stopped for two weeks. Even now I can't stop giggling when I think of it. People think I've gone mad.