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Early memories of Garston

First House : Brunswick St (Under the bridge)
Bottom of the road (river end) there used to be an ashtrack that led to Garston Beach and There was yellow sand.
On the left used to be allotments, on the right was the bottle works.
The Bottle works had a wall that seemed to be 50 foot tall, probably only 12 foot.
The quickest way to get to my Nans in Western Avenue Speke was along Garston Beach behind the old airport and up Oglet lane, seems strange now that it didn't take long at all.
My old fella used to work in the bottle works and I can remember looking forward to hearing the old hooter go off for the end of the day Friday.
Friday was sweets day. I used to wait at the top of the ashtrack where there used to be a sweet shop on the corner.
Sweets were mainly cinder toffee and tray toffee which were home made.
The other end of our road was Banks Road which had a school and nursery.
This end was dominated by the match works.
Which was next to a wood yard
which was next to a coal yard
which was next to the gas tank.
Accident waiting to happen if there was ever a fire in the Match.
Between the wood and the coal there used to be a walkway that linked Banks Road to Speke Road.

Opposite the match works was Garston tennies, known less commonly as Speke Road Gardens.
From earliest memories the most common used pub in the area was The Gay Cavalier.
Over the railbridge and on your right used to be the Old Dole Office.
Outside the dole, used to be the old tram turnaround.
It was a massive turn table where the trams came in and a fella used to turn the table so the tram would face the opposite way toward St Mary's road for the return Journey to Aigburth Vale.
From Memory this was where you switched trams to continue to town.
Back in Garston at the turn table
On the right were the old bus sheds.
Then there was Garston wash house
Two public Tiolets and then the baths.

The baths was very popular in the early sixties, mainly because it was the only place where you could get a hot bath, indoor bathrooms were a thing of the future.
Friday evening seemed to be the most popular night to have a bath and for most it was a once a week affair anyway.
After my Dad had done his weekly wash, I was always second in the bath.
I can remember loads of fella's in their early twenties queuing at the Brilcream machine.
One squirt was either 1/2d or 1d
The mirror was the second queue
Sludge in hand, everyone got there combs out and combed in the cream.
Big quiffs and duck's arse backs were the fashion.
everyone still saw themselves as Teddy Boys, but the long jackets and suede shoes were being replaced by winkle pickers drainpipe jeans and a cardigan type jumper.

First port of call on the way home was the Mona at the bottom of St Mary's road or the Queens if you were a left footer.
You could always tell the pubs religious leanings by whether they had nodder machines.
Long off was Durex, the things used then were black rubber jobs that could be washed and re-used.
Back in the Mona R whites pop or Ginger Beer and crisps were my choice of fare.
My Dad always drank Manns or Family Mix (Brown Ale & Mild)
On leaving dad always told me to rememer the queues in the baths were massive if Mum asked.
Next call was Bob's chippy next to the Picture House (now Bingo ? )
We always went to Bob's cos he was some kind of relative and bigger portions were guaranteed.

Then back under the bridge and home,

An Aunty used to look after me, while my mam and dad went to a social Club under the bridge (cannot remember name)

St Mary's road seemed to have a pub on every corner then.
The George was above the Mona, The Mariners used to be opposite, but cannot remember that being the name in the 60's.
The poshest pub in the Village was the Old Garston Hotel, it's where all the Spiv's used to be.
Stood in there Crombie style jackets selling everything that anyone could want
I used to giggle at the little hankies they all had in their pockets trying to look like some form of Gentry.

Garston Hospital used to be the most outstanding building from memory, it was massive.
Oppoisie used to be the Red Lion.
Down the side road you came to an old church that was where the Boxing Club was held. Not for me, but some good scraps could be watched for the more feint hearted.

Question that I always remember
If you stood outside the Mona or Queens, get out of garston without going either Under or over a railway line.
I tried for years , you cant.
Your blocked by St Michael's bridge
The one before the cavalier
Garston to Gatacre line before the Cresent.
Same line blocks off Island road going to town and this line also crosses before you get to garston Library.
Which crossed the old frieght line that goes to the sidings.
Impossible I tell you, even if it isn't now.

Our next move was to Calthorpe Street behind the Library.
memory from here is very vague.
We still had a tin bath
The toilet was in the yard
and my only vivid memory was playing football on Garston Park and going to Victoria school were Mrs Jessie Paisley (Bob's wife) was the headmistress.
Garston Park had a massive fair and a travelling circus.
The only buildings on the park were the wooden hut changing rooms for football and the Old puppet theatre (Green)
There was a shed in the bowling green area too, but never went in there.
Old farts used to chase us for throwing conkers on their pitch.

I might be wrong here, but from memory calthorpe street was the furthest house from a pub I have ever lived in.
Cannot remember one within 1/2 mile.
The Heath might get a shout as the nearest or the Buff's on Island road or even the Garston Hotel at the top of the village.

Next move Condor Close.
Most vivid memories of Condor
First Match at Anfield : West ham
getting a chicken for sunday dinner of the old fella married to Maud.
I carried it home with the feet still twitchin
Arch enemy Gary Hughes, an evertonian from up the top end, we were always viing for the love of Elizabeth Reid.
We lived next door to a copper Bembo from memory.
I dont think he liked me very much, never found out why.
The street was full of kids unlike other houses.
I remember families
Hughes(3), Feast(2), Carrol, a lad called Gozzy a girl called Anna.
Nearest pub The Home Guard and the Pally.

first Girl friends in this house
Street : elizabeth reid, although my heart was for a much older woman Lynn Feast, she must have been 11
School : Julie Evans (first kiss from memory)

Remember having to go and tell my dad his sunday dinner was done, he was usually in The Black Swan with Gerry Flaherty (red) and Brian Carrol (blue)
It was at this time garston had the best water polo team in the county possibly the country.
We were always ver proud of our Water Polo team, they won everything.
Biggest rivals were always Wallasey or Birkenhead, after these games the water was often pink.

We were also proud of South Liverpool FC
I think they were in the northern premier League.
Watson used to be a very ticky right winger.
There was a fella who scored all the goals but I cannot remember his name.
I remember Fleetwood and Morecomb as visitors.
We used to get under the fence behind the only stand in the ground.
Crossing that railway line as a kid now brings shudders to me.

After the games we used to get on the pitch with a ball until the cocky watchmen legged us.
Talking of which...
The cocky watchman at Blessed John used to scare the life out of me as a kid.
We used to break windows in the school so he would leg us around hackstead gardens. he never did catch us, either we were fast or he was slow.

Dancing in the co-op on a saturday night was fun to grown ups but when you consider it was above the Chapel of Rest it held no appeal to me.
I was too young anyway.
there used to be a scout / cub hut behind the Victoria Social Club
I went there but only ever achieved three badges. Who needed a bloddy sewing badge anyway.
Funny, but I remember my Dad and Uncle Henry used to play football for the VSC.
They were both left footers (religion) and the club was the ORANGE Club.

I cant remember whether the flicks shut down somewhere round this time, but I do remember going the Mayfair and Gaumont, which would have been strange if it was still going.
I remember going to the Mickey Mouse club at the Allerton Odeon on saturday mornings around this time. This also makes me wonder about the Garston Empire.
Twopence (2d) to Penny Lane rings a bell

Sorry about the pill popping and partying all night absence, but I cannot remember anyone having a life after 10.30pm in Garston.
Most places were shut at 11 and then they used to go to either our house of one of their friends for a nightcap.
Which always had very vinegary flavoured salmon of tuna and soggy crisps.
Mackeson was a favourite with the girls, Forrest brown was the pint bottle from memory.

Dolphins in garston Baths ?
Lost on me, but we did leave Garston and moved to woolton in about 1965.

Football Team
Garston Villa late sixties.

Puskas
Played a cameo role in the Big Liddell Match.
Yes I was there and have recently been given a copy of programme.

Other memories from garston
The old war siren going off every morning
When we lived in brunswick street my bedroom was at the back.
Every thirty five seconds the old airport light (like a lighthouse light) used to run across my bedroom ceiling.
being legged evrey school hometime by the Blessed John Hoolies.
Having my first drink of beer in the masonic hall at a wedding oppposite the Market.
Was going round drinking everyones dreggs until my Mum took me home.
I remember it was the first time ever the ceiling light went round in circles until I threw up in a bowl my Mum had left.

Quote: It was a massive turn table where the trams came in and a fella used to turn the table so the tram would face the opposite way toward St Mary's road for the return Journey to Aigburth Vale


Why would trams turn around? They drove from both ends. The conductor used to just turn the pantograph the other way. :037:

I just read the source, it is about Garston in the 60's. The trams weren't running in the 60's which makes me suspect the whole piece is fictional. :037:

I just read the source, it is about Garston in the 60's. The trams weren't running in the 60's which makes me suspect the whole piece is fictional. :037:
Wrong. The thread is named Garston 1960's. The writer starts off with "Early memories of Garston". Possibly, just possibly could the writer be referring to another decade regarding the trams? An outrageous thought, I accept:unibrow:

To suspect the whole piece as being fictional because of a few (in your view) inaccuracies is a bit harsh.
Being a dog owner, I bet you're an expert at nit picking:)

Wrong. The thread is named Garston 1960's. The writer starts off with "Early memories of Garston". Possibly, just possibly could the writer be referring to another decade regarding the trams? An outrageous thought, I accept:unibrow:

To suspect the whole piece as being fictional because of a few (in your view) inaccuracies is a bit harsh.
Being a dog owner, I bet you're an expert at nit picking:)

Hi Dave and Shy

I agree. It is Steve who says he is starting a project to write about Garston in the Sixties but then Karl adds his early memories of Garston, going back further than the Sixties I should say.

Chris

Wrong. The thread is named Garston 1960's. The writer starts off with "Early memories of Garston". Possibly, just possibly could the writer be referring to another decade regarding the trams? An outrageous thought, I accept:unibrow:

To suspect the whole piece as being fictional because of a few (in your view) inaccuracies is a bit harsh.
Being a dog owner, I bet you're an expert at nit picking:)


My Heinz doesn't have nits.

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Obviously the person who wrote that about trams wasn't around when the trams were. So why should I trust anything else that person wrote?

My Heinz doesn't have nits.

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Obviously the person who wrote that about trams wasn't around when the trams were. So why should I trust anything else that person wrote?

To be fair to whoever wrote the article - he says that the turntable was still there in the 1960s, but he doesn't say the trams were still running.
I found it all very interesting.
BTW, the Garston Empire closed as a cinema in 1962.

I enjoyed the read. I wonder if fellow Garstonians had similar experinces? I had different ones and will probably post soon.

To be fair to whoever wrote the article - he says that the turntable was still there in the 1960s, but he doesn't say the trams were still running.
I found it all very interesting.
BTW, the Garston Empire closed as a cinema in 1962.

I think you missed my point. Trams did not use turntables, they drove from both ends. They did not turn around.
Trains used turntables,
He did say this was from memory

Quote: Outside the dole, used to be the old tram turnaround.
It was a massive turn table where the trams came in and a fella used to turn the table so the tram would face the opposite way toward St Mary's road for the return Journey to Aigburth Vale.
From Memory this was where you switched trams to continue to town.

I think you missed my point. Trams did not use turntables, they drove from both ends. They did not turn around.
Trains used turntables,
He did say this was from memory

Quote: Outside the dole, used to be the old tram turnaround.
It was a massive turn table where the trams came in and a fella used to turn the table so the tram would face the opposite way toward St Mary's road for the return Journey to Aigburth Vale.
From Memory this was where you switched trams to continue to town.
Sorry Shytalk, but you're the one missing the point. Based on his memory of a tram turntable, you're basically calling this guy a liar. Would you react the same way to somebody on this forum if they posted exactly the same thing?
Is there anything in his reminiscences that ring true to you? Anything at all?

Is there anything in his reminiscences that ring true to you?

What a great story

The bottle works, where my dad worked until it closed.
The Woodies, RMS social clubs
The Woodies Xmas Party, being grown up and getting a wallet
The Mona, the Gay Cavalier.
The old airport light (use to put the **** up me)
The baths, and the visit of the dolphins (yes 3 dolphins Flipper, Skipper and Delilah )
My grandad lived on Banksie, we lived Canterbury,over the shop, Kings Street.
Had our haircut at the Poles (he was polish, i never knew this I always thought it was because of the barbers pole)
The discos at the Vic Orange Club
Garston Market, where you would find my Nan on Tuesday and Friday

Weird what you remember

Yes scouserdave, if someone on this forum said something I knew was wrong I would point it out. Sad thing about being old is that I was around when trams were and remember them well. In no way did I call him a liar, that was your word not mine. Mistaken probably. I don't recall the turntable but the only thing I could think it was used for is trains.
Yes John, it was a great story to read. I have far less memories of Garston, the only time I went there was to the baths with Gilmour Springwood School, Danefield Rd. We all used to look forward to window shopping at the bike shop by the bridge, they used to fix up old bikes and sell them.
I didn't intend to cause any offence, it was just an obsevation and what I said was factual so I see no need for an apology.
For those who didn't use trams, the driver had a crank handle which he took to the other end of the tram at the terminus, he steered it with this, if he oversteered the tram it made a screeching noise on the rails. While he was transferring the conductor pulled the pantograph rope and took it to the other end if the tram and put it on the overhead wires.

My earliest memories of Garston where as a kid visiting The Red Lion Pub all the time where my mum worked behind the bar. We would often walk into the pub aged 8-ish and speak to my mum, running around an empty pub, sticking our hands down the backs of the seats for spare cash. I think I pulled my first pint at 10.

Cauldfields pet shop was the place to buy your budgies. Garston Technical School is where we used to play.

I remember the Garston Carnival and the 'floats' that were converted lorries. As the years went by the Carnival attracted trouble and it was stopped.

Shewsbury Place always had The Beatles playing from peoples houses. Behind Shewsbury Place were very old houses that were eventually knocked down and replaced with retirement homes.

I'd often cross the Northern railway line from Island Place to Argyle Rd, where my nan and grandad used to live, it was quicker.

I would often wonder where my grandad went on a Sat/ Sunday afternoon, 'On a message' he used to say. I had my suspicions and it was only when I became a teenager I clicked onto the fact it was the Bookies then a pint in The Masonic.

When we weren't playing around the pubs and buildings, we often ventured 'Under The bridge' for a game of footy on this small piece of astro.

Garston Baths, 9am most weekends we would be the first to 'Break The Jelly', that meant breaking the stillness of the water and being the first in. It was the only place I've ever seen cockroaches floating in the water but we didn't care.

There were plenty of places for 'Dens'. Old garages were the best places as they were easily accessible and contained many Ford Cortinas with comfy seats to sit on, if a little smelly and damp.

Where ever we could, we would 'climb'. Places we climbed included St. Francis' School, Garston Park Changing Rooms and into Garston Market when it was shut to find stuff. Garston Market was where everyone I knew shopped. The old fish lady I remember clearly. A lad I knew (Marty) worked on a stall, he must have been 10 years of age.

St. Michaels' Church was a place to have fun playing around the graves and occasionally climbing over the wall onto the railway track, before the Flyover was built.

When the Flyover was built, we walked the entire length which felt like a marathon when it opened, Garston Village became a dead place after that, things began to close, its only just picking up now.

We often ventured beyond Gartson into the Cheshire Lines club area, Springwood and beyond.

These are only a handful of memories.

A Garston Lad

When I was a kid,
We had the time,
To play in the park,
'Till it was nine.

When I was a kid,
We'd stay out late,
Riding 'round Garston,
'Till it was late.

When I was a kid,
We'd walk far way,
The Golf course we'd be,
That's where we'd stay.

When I was a kid,
Making cash 'till dark,
We'd wash the cars,
Down Grassendale Park.

When I was a kid,
We'd get all muddy,
Playing on the land,
They call 'The Woody'.

When I was a kid,
We'd walk the lines,
On Allerton Station,
From time to time.

When I was a kid,
We'd climb over walls,
12 ft ones, honest,
No fear of falls.

When I was a kid,
We'd have water fights,
With soapy bottles,
Into the night.

I'm still that kid,
And what a time,
I had in Garston,
When I was nine.

K. Keegan

Yes scouserdave, if someone on this forum said something I knew was wrong I would point it out. Sad thing about being old is that I was around when trams were and remember them well. In no way did I call him a liar, that was your word not mine. Mistaken probably.
I wrote that you "basically" called him a liar, based on your quote:
which makes me suspect the whole piece is fictional. :037:

My earliest memories of Garston where as a kid visiting The Red Lion Pub all the time where my mum worked behind the bar
Fiction, all fiction Kev:celb (23):

Actually, that was a fantastic post/poem:handclap:

Well I don't know who wrote the original post - but he must have been about my age - all of the people he mentioned did exist - cos I knew them and went to school with most of them!! There was no tram turntable in Horrocks Avenue by the old dole though - not in the 60s cos the trams had finished and we had buses.

All those girls were my friends!!

Well I don't know who wrote the original post - but he must have been about my age - all of the people he mentioned did exist - cos I knew them and went to school with most of them!! There was no tram turntable in Horrocks Avenue by the old dole though - not in the 60s cos the trams had finished and we had buses.

All those girls were my friends!!

According to Shytalk, the turntable memories in the first post invalidates the whole of the original poster's thread, which in turn casts doubt on your memories. LOL!:unibrow:

Kev, Care to write your memories for the Garston Local History Society. We'll be glad to publish them for you.

You can have them, just cut and paste the above :)

scouserdave is twisting words and repeating again, he might be a reincarnation of a previous member. :celb (6):

scouserdave is twisting words and repeating again, he might be a reincarnation of a previous member. :celb (6):
A very lazy post

Well I found it all absolutely rivetting old chaps.

I trust that the culture Co. will be getting in touch with all the distict associations such as Garston, Wavertree, Kensignton etc so that they all have an imput next year.

I liked the different stalls at St. Georges Hall history festival a couple of years ago, Lee Jones league of welldoers too who had great photo albums to look at but have since found old moving footage which should enhance this years.

Thanks. I might do the same for any other memories on the site. Anyone have any objections?

You'll credit the authors, of course?
I don't mind my cinema articles being used, but I'd like the credit (and the blame!).

Thanks. I might do the same for any other memories on the site. Anyone have any objections?

Not all all, but a credit would be nice

The writer of the original article does seem to 'wander' across a couple of different decades! but nevertheless I did enjoy the reading of it, and as 'Sweetpatootie' says I too remember all the names and places, and I do have a few old 'snaps' of the area, one of which was taken opposite the 'Dole' in Speke Rd, and shows the view up Horrocks Ave towards the Cenotaph, with the tramlines going up the centre of the duel carriageway, and certainly no 'Turntable'! as Scouserdave says, only trains used these!
Liked your post too Kev! I lived in Highbank Drive before the school was built, and in fact I played soccer on that area, long before even the housing estate was built! :handclap:

...any pics Norm?

...any pics Norm?

Yes! Kev, But I hav'nt learnt how to add them!! I am trying!!! but my 7 yr old grandson is my tutor!! and I think he's getting 'fed-up' with my 'fumbling around'!!!:celb (23):

Yes! Kev, But I hav'nt learnt how to add them!! I am trying!!! but my 7 yr old grandson is my tutor!! and I think he's getting 'fed-up' with my 'fumbling around'!!!:celb (23):

I can't wait - hurry hurry hurry :PDT23

I can't wait - hurry hurry hurry :PDT23

My wife has just called me for lunch!! Is'nt it time you were tucked-up in bed?:celb (23):

My wife has just called me for lunch!! Is'nt it time you were tucked-up in bed?:celb (23):

I'm on my way, night night :037:

Yes! Kev, But I hav'nt learnt how to add them!! I am trying!!! but my 7 yr old grandson is my tutor!! and I think he's getting 'fed-up' with my 'fumbling around'!!!:celb (23):

The youth of today :)

You'll credit the authors, of course?
I don't mind my cinema articles being used, but I'd like the credit (and the blame!).

Of course you'll be credited. Those who want their real names used, send me a private message. Scans of any old Garston photos you might have would also be appreciated.

Garston Tennies officially named Speke Road Gardens which the original poster mentions. Picture courtesy of the L.R.O.

I lived in Highbank Drive before the school was built, and in fact I played soccer on that area, long before even the housing estate was built! :handclap:

I was born on the floor of the flats in Highbank Drive!! (Best place for me - says me Mam)

Did you play on the field when it was Joy's Field, Norm? Do you remember the Avenue that ran through to the Cenotaph - came out by the Legion? I don't personally as I was way too young but my brother and Mum remember it well when they first came up here from Edge Hill.

anyone remember the fair behind lennons by the alex, or the pandemonium band doing their thing round the alehouses?

I enjoyed the read. I wonder if fellow Garstonians had similar experinces? I had different ones and will probably post soon.

You wern't born In Garston though to be a Garstonian.:Colorz_Grey_PDT_24: :Colorz_Grey_PDT_16:

I'm really a Toxteth man then!:eek:

I was born on the floor of the flats in Highbank Drive!! (Best place for me - says me Mam)

Did you play on the field when it was Joy's Field, Norm? Do you remember the Avenue that ran through to the Cenotaph - came out by the Legion? I don't personally as I was way too young but my brother and Mum remember it well when they first came up here from Edge Hill.

Hi! Sorry to be so slow in answering! Grandkids on school Hols!! Yes I certainly do remember 'The Avenue'! Smith's old farmhouse on one side, and a pond that we used to build rafts on on the opposite side, the avenue wandered on towards 'Ashcrofts house by the railway yards , then "Over the Iron Bridge" towards Hunts Cross and Speke.. (Your Mum will smile at the mention of the 'Iron Bridge'!!! PS. My mum lived in the Highbank Rd flats, No. 65.:celb (23):

No 14 until I was 6. Don't live too far away now - can't give exact location as I am in MI5!

It was lovely when we were kids - we had free reign :celb (23):

Well I don't know who wrote the original post - but he must have been about my age - all of the people he mentioned did exist - cos I knew them and went to school with most of them!! There was no tram turntable in Horrocks Avenue by the old dole though - not in the 60s cos the trams had finished and we had buses.

All those girls were my friends!!

Hi

I knew these people too. I went to Springwood school with Yvonne Feast, Lynne's cousin. I lived in Condor Close. I was just wondering if maybe we knew each other all those years ago.

Karen

Hi

I knew these people too. I went to Springwood school with Yvonne Feast, Lynne's cousin. I lived in Condor Close. I was just wondering if maybe we knew each other all those years ago.

Karen

welcome to the site Karen :PDT_Piratz_26:

hiya
Does anyone remeber the " Blackie " in Bowden Rd .?

karen

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QUESTION HOW MODERN IS GARSTON THESE DAYS??????

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Welcome to the forum Arthur, I know you will enjoy it. I used to enjoy your postings in the Echo.

I would like to explain why Arthur types in caps, he is not being rude, he has an eye problem. It never was a problem to me and I hope the rest of the forum accepts it and welcomes him, he writes some interesting stuff.

Quote.
"Between the wood and the coal there used to be a walkway that linked Banks Road to Speke Road."

Wasn't my first school along this track, on the right going up hill.

We used to re-enact the films on that rugged piece of wasteland opposite the Empire. I seem to remember it was surrounded by advertising hoardings. The mounds of earth on there seemed like canyons and mountains, ideal for cowboy/war games.

Living in Shand Street, (You can still see the vague outline of the kerbing on Google Earth) I was just a hop skip and a jump from the shore and the bottle works etc. That part rings true. I heard the knocking off whistle/horn? regularly. I didn't know what it was at first but I Asked! - Being a nosey little sod.

Can anybody tell me why I was always able to get a silver shilling for the gas meter from the Tannery front office? Why would they have stacks of silver shillings there? My mam always sent me up the street for them. (The Tannery was just to the right at the end of Shand Street.

Ed

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Ged,
Thanks for that GREAT pic.
There are more houses than I remember, but the tank - That I do remember!
I also remember my dad putting our dead cat into a sack and throwing it over the fence by that tank, then watching amazed as it came flying right back over the fence. (I've always imagined it hitting some worker on the head). :PDT_Xtremez_42:

BTW,
Does anybody remember [Rollo's?] on King Street. A sort of general store and broken biscuit, gas mantle type of shop?

Ged,
Thanks for that GREAT pic.
There are more houses than I remember, but the tank - That I do remember!
I also remember my dad putting our dead cat into a sack and throwing it over the fence by that tank, then watching amazed as it came flying right back over the fence. (I've always imagined it hitting some worker on the head). :PDT_Xtremez_42:

BTW,
Does anybody remember [Rollo's?] on King Street. A sort of general store and broken biscuit, gas mantle type of shop?

Yeah! Ed., I have a vague memory of the old 'Chandlers' shop in King St, think it was on the corner of one of the streets coming down from Window Lane, Doorway was on the corner I think. and I do remember the big wooden gates on the opposite side, with the words 'Grayson, Rollo, and Clover Dock.!! what was that? and what did they do?? :PDT_Xtremez_12:

Welcome to the forum Arthur, I know you will enjoy it. I used to enjoy your postings in the Echo.

I would like to explain why Arthur types in caps, he is not being rude, he has an eye problem. It never was a problem to me and I hope the rest of the forum accepts it and welcomes him, he writes some interesting stuff.

THANK YOU > SHYTALK.
I got fed up with that other forum is is a shambles.
with the idiots on here and no control by the moderator.
It was a friend who i am in contact by email daily to come here.
iI see this is well run and friendly.
AND i will enjoy my time here without the hassles.
Take care all and good luck.

Arthur Farrington once a scouse always a scouse.

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Thanks for email about this forum.
peardrop
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Thanks for email about this forum.
peardrop
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I am sure you will enjoy it here. We are a friendly bunch:PDT11

Yeah! Ed., I have a vague memory of the old 'Chandlers' shop in King St, think it was on the corner of one of the streets coming down from Window Lane, Doorway was on the corner I think. and I do remember the big wooden gates on the opposite side, with the words 'Grayson, Rollo, and Clover Dock.!! what was that? and what did they do?? :PDT_Xtremez_12:

Hi Norm
I will try to find out about Grayson and Clover Dock. The Rollo's is looking good for location though isn't it.
C'mon y'all somebody must remember Rollo's.:unibrow:

Hi Norm
I will try to find out about Grayson and Clover Dock. The Rollo's is looking good for location though isn't it.
C'mon y'all somebody must remember Rollo's.:unibrow:

Weren't they the ship breakers ? There was a graving dock and associated shipyard to the south of the Stalbridge Dock.

They were repairers, their main office was in Birkenhead.

hiya
Does anyone remeber the " Blackie " in Bowden Rd .?

karen
Sure do, some very scary rope swings off the cliffs,it became the Garston adventure playground and was opened by that royal who insults other nations.

Anyone remember Frank Ketts a sort of secondhand antique shop on Kings street, i remember gloomy oild paintings and stuffed animals. Also the Chinese laundry, real china men with pigtails.
I went to the old garston c of e, again the hall of the school had displays of stuffed animals including a fox trying to get at rabbit in his warren....very adams family and scary to a 5 yr old

I remember Flipper and friedns coming to Garston baths about 1969, very odd and surreal memory and also the woodcutters band who used to dress as pirates adn women adn scotsmen and parade around playing jolly tunes

This is the first time I have looked at Garston Memories and it brought back a lot of them for me...............................that tram turntable though,I lived there from '52 to '60 and never saw hide nor hair of it and I walked that road everyday.But mention of Frank Ketts awakens many old insults that were husled at us when we were younger,"Where did you get that suit, Frank Ketts?" And does anybody remember Stablos' it was on the corner under the bridge,or Yarbo,the guy who used to dredge the gutters for cigarette ends,Garston Betty,who could pee higher up the wall than any man alive,and Manxie the fattest policeman in the force.
Although my family wandered like nomads across the great city,Garston is the place that I will always think of as home.
Oh,and a Happy Christmas to all you lovely people out there'
BrianD

I remember Flipper and friedns coming to Garston baths about 1969, very odd and surreal memory and also the woodcutters band who used to dress as pirates adn women adn scotsmen and parade around playing jolly tunes

So do I :)