Happy Times In Hamlet Street
A Memory of Ardwick.
My name was Linda Gardner, I lived at 3 Hamlet Street, Ardwick from 1950 to 1962.
I remember Carole Day across the road and we used to play together, also Francis Warrender around the corner on Coverdale Street. We played kick can, ralivo, allies, skipping and I remember the mums coming out on our street and held the skipping rope so that we could all jump in, great. I went to Ross Place junior school then in 1961 I went to Ardwick girls school, I used to walk with my friend, Doreen Dodd. Went to the Apollo with my younger brother on a Saturday morning and had a Vimto ice lolly on our way back and sometimes on my way home from school, they were fantastic. Great times.
I took my nana's glass radio battery back to the shop through the sand park bowling green and I think that a boy in my class at ross place called George lived on the same road as the shop.
My nana and granddad lived on Wycliffe street at the end near Hyde Road.
My brother and his mates used to have a bogey and ride it down Tindall Street and pull it back up again, they let me have a go but only if I helped pull it back up a few times for them
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I remember Doreen Dodd and was a school friend of her younger brother, Terry at Ross Place and Nicholl's. I also recall her older brother, Arthur being killed whilst playing on the railway sidings at either Grey Street or the Kirkmanshulme Lane site; I could never be sure which. I do remember the awful atmosphere of sadness that hung over Gibson and Bunyan Street at the time though. Although I did not know, Doreen that well she certainly is a name from my past. I have often thought of, Terry over the years and remember him and his round brown glasses with affection.
You must have gotten your Vimto lollies from, Uncle Joe's Lollipop shop on Hyde Road. I do hope Heaven smells like the inside of Uncle Joe's when I eventually ooze in there.
All through the years I thought that it was, Arthur that was killed on the railway. Sometimes my memory is a real let down, but I did write with the best intention of how I remembered it happening. I forgot that, Terry had another brother but thinking back I do seem to remember him referring to someone as," our Bob,” so please forgive the amnesia. It saddens me deeply to read of, Terry's death because the lad I knew from back then was a friend. I came on here thinking it would be fun to reminisce, but now I am beginning to wonder whether the past is best left undisturbed.
I was mentioning, Terry to my wife not long ago after I came across the name of a teacher that at one time was the headmaster of a local school before he went on to take up a post at Nicholls Ardwick. I was telling my wife how, Terry and myself had made up some silly song about him and he, Mr J. E. Dunkerley had us both in front of his desk singing it at the top of our voices to him and the rest of the class. ( I hope that little memory goes in some way to make you smile away my error.)
I really appreciate you telling me about what happened to,Terry-so very tragic. You wouldn't' have known me back then if you'd have fell over me, but I do remember you once walking down Bunyan Street with a bunch of your girls that were all laughing and joking. I was with Stuart Billington at the time and he pointed you out saying," that's, Terry's sister." I looked, but all I saw was the back of a gang of girls heads trotting off down past the Sutton's house. And that was the only time we ever and never met. Thank you for taking the time to answer me.
I got married in 1973 and had 3 children, 1 girl and 2 boys but not with their dad, he left 3 times for other women so I divrced him.
I can't get over this that I'm actually in contact with you