Skipton, Swadford Street 1923
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Photo ref:
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By this date the motorcar and charabanc had put Skipton firmly on the map as the principal southern gateway to the Dales. The town boasted one RAC-listed and two AA-recommended hotels, namely The Ship, The Black Horse and The Devonshire.
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View of Springs Canal. Gravel Chutes from Old Bailey railway can be seen at the end of the canal.
The boat was an old mine sweeper that the owner or manager of the corn mill had navigated from Liverpool on the canal. The owners name was a Mr. Bramall. My pals and I used to play on the boat and row its dingy. The owners son was named Timothy and my pals name was Peter Massey. mmounteerm@aol.com
This was the entry onto the moor, the Moor Gate in the centre leads towards Long Wood. At the right hand side there is a gate, a stone stile by its side, just over the stile and a little way up the moor is Rankin's Well. Over the wall on left is a rocky beck, perfect for building dams.
Often it was sunny and clear up here, whilst Skipton was shrouded by smog from all the houses and mill chimneys.
Our playground.
My Grandparents lived at 26 Otley Street in Skipton from the 1940 ( or earlier ) and I had first visited them in 1945 after VE day, They were Thomas Henry Jackson, my Grandmother Charlotte Jackson and their batchelor son, my Uncle Gordon. My Father Norman Jackson and Mother Sadie Jackson were living in Belfast Northern Ireland since 1934 where I was born in 1938, and because my Paternal ...see more
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