Yes I agree with Less comment, it is looking towards the town. (This information was kindly provided by Tony Squires)
Yes I agree with Less comment, it is looking towards the town. (This information was kindly provided by Tony Squires)
This picture is of Bridge Road the goods yard is on the left. (This information was kindly provided by Les)
This picture is of Bridge Road the goods yard is on the left. (This information was kindly provided by Les)
Yes I agree with Less comment, it is looking towards the town. (This information was kindly provided by Tony Squires)Can you help?
Just a question for G. Mulholland.. would you by any chance be Gordon Mulholland who lived on the corner of Wharf Street and Brougham Street? If so I remember you from way back when (the early 60’s) when we were all kids. I lived in Moat Street at the time.. remember Jimmy Carr’s very well.. got my Beano and lucky bag there every week without fail. Other names I remember are John Remmer (Brougham Street), David Littlewood (Moat Street), Steve and Christine Burns (Wharf Street).. I could go on.. Best regards if so..
Behind the hoardings on the far right was Slack”s yard where my dad Albert used to work as a welder, probably the early “60s. Does anybody know of it or who Slack was? I think my dad worked with Bobby Moncur at the yard, not totally sure though.
Just found this great site and memories are flooding back. The paper shop at the corner of Moat street belonged to Jimmy Carr, I worked for him for couple of years from about nineteen sixty. I started my round by going down Moat street along the black path to a little garage just before St. John”s crossing then over the crossing to Dixon’s timber yard then onto the dole office. The Alexandra pub, Cameron”s Brewery yard then Cameron’s offices which were just on the Stockton side of Victoria Bridge. Then back down Bridge road to the bus depot and the railway ticket office itself. Then up Bridge road to Villiers street . Longley street Percy street. On to Parliament street. Then through my beloved ‘Chuggie’ to finish my round at the Brunswick pub which was run at that time by the Owens family of whom Kevin a good Bowesfield lane and Stockton boys footballer went on to run the Saddlers at Thornaby .His sister Jackie married a Middlesbrough lad called Ronnie Gough and they took over the Spread Eagle in Dovecote street at the back end of the sixty’s that’s when I left Stockton. But now I have found this site I hope I will be able to contribute a lot more to it.
When I was over in Thornaby @ Stockton visiting my brother @ sisters we were born behind the Town hall in Mandale Road cica 1935-41.I walked over the bridge and the bullet holes can still be seen on the east side.
My grandparents ran the Zetland Club on Bridge Road during the war and told me many stories of bombs on the bridge. Their name was Berry
Just found this site it is Bridge road. I lived in Vine Street from 1942 to 1955 the photo could have been taken in that period. I remember the shop and the billboards near the bus stops, the paper shop on the corner of Moat street and the Zetland Mens Club on the other side of the road near the billboards. Seeing the photo brought back a memory of an accident just about were the lady is walking near the goods yard wall a railway truck crashed through the buffers knocked part of the the wall down onto a lady walking along the pavement the injuries were fatal. Not sure about time it happened but it was while I lived in the area
In my comments on Bridge Road I said two of the bus stops were on the left of the picture when in fact they are on the right. Oops!
This is without question Bridge Road, looking towards the town, Goods Yard on the left. At the top of the bank is the pedestrian crossing at the bottom end of Parliament Street. The first bus stop on the left, no shelter, is the United bus stop. The first shelter on the left is where the number 11, that I had to catch every morning to go to Saint Mary”s College RC grammar school in Acklam, used to stop. The far shelter is the “O” bus stop. Stuck in there somewhere on the right, just behind the camera, was a florist”s shop where a lovely young lass used to work; can”t remember her name. Many was the morning I would race across this road, haversack full of books on my back, and chase the number 11 down Bridge Road; if I was fast enough I”d grab the handrail and jump on it. If I missed it I”d have to wait for the United bus and get kept in after school that night for being late for assembly.