Railings included in a view of the Market Cross on Stockton High Street, with shops behind. c1959Morpeths shop. No. 115 High Street, Stockton,(1958-71) included in a view of Stockton Market Cross. c1959A view of the Market Cross on Stockton High Street (erected 1768) with shops behind. c1959A view of the Market Cross on Stockton High Street with shops behind. No. 115 Morpeth and Co. Ltd furnishers(1958-71) 116 Liptons Ltd. grocers(1917-61) 117 Alexandre tailors(1928-80) 118 M.E.Skidmore care(1958-60) photo c.1959Commercials signs for R.J. Morpeth & Co. Ltd, furnishers, Lipton grocers Alexandre tailors and M.E. Skidmore cafe included in a view of the Market Cross on Stockton High Street c1959Skidmores cafe 118 High Street Stockton(1958-60) included in a view of Stockton Market Cross. c1959
My name is Mark Rogers and the butcher you mention, Christopher Curry, was my great grandfather. My mum recently died and I inherited a lot of family memorabilia and documents. Besides the butcher’s Chris Curry owned several farms in the Stockton area and up to Berwick on Tweed. He was also a livestock dealer and an active lay preacher in the Methodist church. He funded the construction of at least one chapel. His sons Norman, Halton and Edgar served as despatch riders in the First World War. Edgar was killed in a motorbike accident in the 1920s. Christopher Curry’s daughter Edith was my grandmother.
In between the Curry and Hutchinson and Londons the shop belonged to my uncle Jim Walker. Either Hutchinson died or he sold his side of the business and my Uncle bought it and was a partner to Chris Curry who also owned a Farm on Durham Road(he was a sleeping partner) just North of Tescos on the left called Middlefield Farm. When Chris Curry sold out a man called Wilf Simpson became my Uncles partner in the business. In later years it was sold to the London brothers.(1953ish).
Curry and Hutchinson were in the middle of Norton High Street, it was later Londons who made their own pies and very nice they were. Tommy Hutchinson killed our pigs, we were allowed to kill two a year plus two for the government during the war. Dad and Tommy killed scrubbed and butchered the pig, my job was to get the two boilers going for plenty of boiling water to scrub the hair off the pig. Then after it was bled I had to keep the blood moving in a bucket to stop it congealing. Tommy got the head and blood for brawn and black pudding and we ate everything else that came out of the pig. Dad and I would rub salt into the carcase for a week. The hams would be cured with rum demarara and salt peter with more salt rubbed on the out side. The sides and hams then hung in the passage to my bedroom for several months before being eaten. The odd ham was hung in the chimney to smoke for Christmas. My breakfast for as long as I can remember was bacon, eggs when in season, fried bread and tomato”s in season. The fact I am still around makes those diet guru”s look a bit sick. Frank.
As a delivery boy for my uncles butchers shop in Norton, each week I had to ride the delivery bike into Stockton and collect meat pies from A Currys shop in the High Street for my uncle to sell in his shop. I was always given a couple for myself. This would be 1950ish.
No.115 High Street I am led to believe it was once a butchers shop (A.Curry & Son) Just wondered if anyone knew anything or had any memory of this shop.
M.E. Skidmore was my grandmother and as a young child in the 1950″s I spent many happy hours at gran”s cafe. There was a snack bar downstairs and a posh restaurant upstairs. The snack bar was very popular with the bus drivers and clippies and people attending the market. The kitchen was on the top floor and everything was made fresh on the premises. There was a dumb waiter which brought the food down from the kitchen, the orders being shouted up a brass tube.