My family lived at 33 Pearson Street, Parkfield. Sarah Hugill, Albert, Dennis, Tommy, George and Olive who was the youngest. Does anyone remember them?
I have read the comments from people over the years with great interest as I was born in Ellcott Street and lived there with my father Johnny till it was pulled down. I think as memories fade a few facts get lost including my own but to clarify some of them. The famous bondfire was not in Lindsay Street but on the crossroads of Percy Street and Cecil Street. Foxtons paper shop, where I was a paper boy, was on one corner and one year the bonfire was so hot it burn the paint off the shop door. Foxtons was not on the corner of Cecil and Pearson Streets as mentioned earlier.
In my understanding Parkfield Proper was bordered by Yarm Road and Yarm Lane.
Parkfield people were relatively poor but they were really great people who looked after each other and I will always be proud to say I am a Parkfield Lad!!
Hey Norman. Nice to see you contributing to the site. We both have lots of memories from our childhoods in Ellicott Street. As I remember it the bonfire was at the cross between Percy Street and Mitre Street, not Cecil Street but maybe it was moved later. Prior to bonfire night the bondy stuff was collected in the back street behind Vine Street and brought out on the big night and lit. Hutchinson’s garage, with two petrol pumps, was at Percy Street and Lindsay Street, about 50 – 100 yards away from the Mitre Street bondy. Mr. Hutchinson used to stay there all night in case there was a problem with the sparks and fireworks etc. I would think it would be the last place I would stay! The fire engines used to come and put the bondy out every year and we would light it again!
Hi Jim,
As I remember it Mitre Street and Percy Street was a T junction with Prossers scrap yard opposite the bottom of Mitre Street, maybe your memory is fading as you are a lot older than me… ha! ha!
Glad you still take such an interest in Parkfield after all the years you have lived in Canada. You will remember that my Granny Graham lived in Vine Street and the bondy was kept in the backstreet behind her house so that bondy raiders couldn’t pinch it… nobody would dare try with her guarding it…ha! ha!
I think you entered the back street through a tunnel which was under a building that used to be the Power Gas Apprentice Draughtsman School which some years later I attended, but in a different location, the old LFS building at Ashmores Works.
Take care and keep your memories alive, they were tough but great times.
Does anyone have photos with the jarnells on please? They are related to my husband. He believes from family history that there was a jarnell butcher as well.
I remember most of what everyone is talking about, I lived in Lindsey Street. My nan lived in Ellicot Street, Katie Drummond. My mam and dad were Margaret and John Gibson, and my sister Pat. My aunty Jenny lived in Arlington Street, she emigrated to Australia in the sixties. My aunty Lily and uncle Lol also lived in Arlington Street. They were brilliant times.
Just spotted this post, I am sure Katie Drummond was my friend Keith Spence
gran who he lived with. I know he had an Auntie Lily and we used to play darts with a guy called Lol and his friend Alan, I think they were both mechanics and worked somewhere behind Parliament Street.
Yes, Katie Drummond was Keith Spence’s grandmother. Mrs Drummond also had a granddaughter called Katherine Walker, a very pretty girl who very sadly was killed in a motorcycle accident when she was in her mid twenties.
Thanks Jim I thought that I was right she was a lovely lady and Keith thought the world of her but I never ever asked Keith why him and his sister lived there, it never seemed important in our teenage years.
Keith, your early list of Camden Street residents when you lived there is quite different to my list from when I lived in the Street. I can go back to 1932 when I was born up to 1955 when I got married and left the Street and my Mam and Dad were there till they moved to Alliance Street a few years later. Quite a few of the families are still there in your time but it seems that quite a few have moved on like my parents. I lived at number 36 with the Wortons on one side in 34 and old man Dickie Bradshaw in number 38, then the Gatenby’s in 40. The Smiths, Tish, Davidsons, Perrets, Stanlly’s, Coles, Brookes, Barbers, Millingtons and a lot more I cant remenber. Happy days even through the war days and the bombs in Denninson Street. I was talking to Frank Woodward who lived in St Cuthberts Road in Robsons shop and we had a good chat about the old days.
I remember a girl lived half way up from Blenkinson’s called something like Margery Pollo in the late forties also on conquests side but a lot further up called Jones they had a lot of animals in the back yard I always envied them.
I remember you David and your brother, you lived in Dennison Street, the Evans family one side of you, the Russell’s on the other. I too lived in Waverley Street, the girl I think you mean is Margery Hirst, nee Palfreeman. They lived with with her grandma for several years before moving to Roseworth. Waverley Street was divided by St Cuthberts Road and often referred to as either “new” or “old”, I knew every family by name in “new,” but remember a family called Jones who lived in the “old”, there were several children within that family. The older end of the street, in fact most of them on the other side of St Cuthberts Road were demolished years ago and a school built on the land. Blenkinsops sold the shop, again, many years ago and moved into Poplar Grove, several people owned it before the Barkers, who lived a few doors along from you, bought it. The area has changed a great deal from our childhood days.
Thanks Alice you are dead right it was Turner. If you see any comments from Julia Scott that is Alisons & Pauls youngest sister, I have now got her addicted to the site. Paul asked Julia what happened to Alice Coles and I have just informed them that the Alice Gardner who answered my question is the Alice Coles they were enquiring about, it is such a small world with this internet. I am in constant touch with Julia now and are planning a reunion later on in the year when Allison gets over from the States. Anyway thanks again Alice hope you and your famly are all in good health.
Keith, I think the name of the Stella was Stella Turner, mother Nellie and Father Joe, she had an older brother called Terry who unfortunately died quite young. Sorry Keith I can’t remember what her married name is though. Please say hello to your cousin Alison, I remember her very well, she is a bit older than us and when we were nine she seemed to be very grown up to me. I remember she used to have a ‘charlston dress’, I think it was orange with black tassels, I could have killed her for it. Also to your cousin Paul.
The late John Calvert lived in Chalk Street before moving to Fairfield when he got married,he was a keen motor-cyclist and was a fitter at Head Wrightsons, Thornaby.
Alice Gardner you might be able to help me, I have just recently got back in touch with my cousins from down south from my dads side of the famly, I dont know if you can remember them ,they use to come up to Stockton every couple of month From Hitchin.there was Julia, Allison and Paul Cadd. well I spoke to Allison the other day she lives in USA she told me when she was up in Stockton she used to hang about with Stella, Now I remember Stella very well. I can see her in my minds eye now but I cant remember her second name, she lived on the same side of the street as you but down towards the bottom past Marrion, and Allan Bakers house hope you can help me out because we are having a reunion in August or September and I would love to be able to tell her what happend to Stella.
Regards
Keith
Do any of you remember my relatives, the Irwing family, who lived at 27 Chalk Street? The parents were Margaret (Meggie) and Anthony (Anty)and their children Dorothy, Mary, Margaret, Alice and Anthony. Meggie still lived there in the 1950s and my mum and her siblings used to stay with them for holidays. Mum speaks of how warm and welcoming the community was.
Beryl, my maternal grandfather was called Bob Galloway, and he lived with my mams mother, Emily Dobson for a good while after WW1. My mam (June Dobson) was born in Tower Street.
The paper lad in question was Jimmy Fowler,I used to give him his Gazettes at the old office in Bridge Rd. One night he left the office with his bundle of Late Final with the ball of string still attached, there was string all the way to Parliament Street. Happy days indeed. When the office in Bridge Rd closed we moved to Brunswick Street opposite Titos nightclub.
Do you also remember going Oggy Raiding with all the lads out of Camden Street, and Bondie raiding with our brush shanks. Then on a Wednesday buying a bamboo stick to go to the cattle market – those were the days.
My mam was from Parkfield lived in Pearson Street they called her Winnie Duncan before she married my dad Micky Mannion
I went to Bowesfield Lane girls school in my class there was a girl called Helena Duncan any relation. I was called Linda Britton then.
I was about to say the same Linda, I also remember Helena Duncan.
My mam was from Pearson Street – Winnie Duncan
My family lived at 33 Pearson Street, Parkfield. Sarah Hugill, Albert, Dennis, Tommy, George and Olive who was the youngest. Does anyone remember them?
Yes I lived at 39 Pearson Street, my name was Sheila Watson , I remember Mrs Hugill, My married name is Stabler.
I have read the comments from people over the years with great interest as I was born in Ellcott Street and lived there with my father Johnny till it was pulled down. I think as memories fade a few facts get lost including my own but to clarify some of them. The famous bondfire was not in Lindsay Street but on the crossroads of Percy Street and Cecil Street. Foxtons paper shop, where I was a paper boy, was on one corner and one year the bonfire was so hot it burn the paint off the shop door. Foxtons was not on the corner of Cecil and Pearson Streets as mentioned earlier.
In my understanding Parkfield Proper was bordered by Yarm Road and Yarm Lane.
Parkfield people were relatively poor but they were really great people who looked after each other and I will always be proud to say I am a Parkfield Lad!!
Hey Norman. Nice to see you contributing to the site. We both have lots of memories from our childhoods in Ellicott Street. As I remember it the bonfire was at the cross between Percy Street and Mitre Street, not Cecil Street but maybe it was moved later. Prior to bonfire night the bondy stuff was collected in the back street behind Vine Street and brought out on the big night and lit. Hutchinson’s garage, with two petrol pumps, was at Percy Street and Lindsay Street, about 50 – 100 yards away from the Mitre Street bondy. Mr. Hutchinson used to stay there all night in case there was a problem with the sparks and fireworks etc. I would think it would be the last place I would stay! The fire engines used to come and put the bondy out every year and we would light it again!
Hi Jim,
As I remember it Mitre Street and Percy Street was a T junction with Prossers scrap yard opposite the bottom of Mitre Street, maybe your memory is fading as you are a lot older than me… ha! ha!
Glad you still take such an interest in Parkfield after all the years you have lived in Canada. You will remember that my Granny Graham lived in Vine Street and the bondy was kept in the backstreet behind her house so that bondy raiders couldn’t pinch it… nobody would dare try with her guarding it…ha! ha!
I think you entered the back street through a tunnel which was under a building that used to be the Power Gas Apprentice Draughtsman School which some years later I attended, but in a different location, the old LFS building at Ashmores Works.
Take care and keep your memories alive, they were tough but great times.
Norman, are you related to Jackie and Janice Beall?
Does anyone have photos with the jarnells on please? They are related to my husband. He believes from family history that there was a jarnell butcher as well.
I remember most of what everyone is talking about, I lived in Lindsey Street. My nan lived in Ellicot Street, Katie Drummond. My mam and dad were Margaret and John Gibson, and my sister Pat. My aunty Jenny lived in Arlington Street, she emigrated to Australia in the sixties. My aunty Lily and uncle Lol also lived in Arlington Street. They were brilliant times.
Just spotted this post, I am sure Katie Drummond was my friend Keith Spence
gran who he lived with. I know he had an Auntie Lily and we used to play darts with a guy called Lol and his friend Alan, I think they were both mechanics and worked somewhere behind Parliament Street.
Yes, Katie Drummond was Keith Spence’s grandmother. Mrs Drummond also had a granddaughter called Katherine Walker, a very pretty girl who very sadly was killed in a motorcycle accident when she was in her mid twenties.
Thanks Jim I thought that I was right she was a lovely lady and Keith thought the world of her but I never ever asked Keith why him and his sister lived there, it never seemed important in our teenage years.
Keith, your early list of Camden Street residents when you lived there is quite different to my list from when I lived in the Street. I can go back to 1932 when I was born up to 1955 when I got married and left the Street and my Mam and Dad were there till they moved to Alliance Street a few years later. Quite a few of the families are still there in your time but it seems that quite a few have moved on like my parents. I lived at number 36 with the Wortons on one side in 34 and old man Dickie Bradshaw in number 38, then the Gatenby’s in 40. The Smiths, Tish, Davidsons, Perrets, Stanlly’s, Coles, Brookes, Barbers, Millingtons and a lot more I cant remenber. Happy days even through the war days and the bombs in Denninson Street. I was talking to Frank Woodward who lived in St Cuthberts Road in Robsons shop and we had a good chat about the old days.
I remember a girl lived half way up from Blenkinson’s called something like Margery Pollo in the late forties also on conquests side but a lot further up called Jones they had a lot of animals in the back yard I always envied them.
I remember you David and your brother, you lived in Dennison Street, the Evans family one side of you, the Russell’s on the other. I too lived in Waverley Street, the girl I think you mean is Margery Hirst, nee Palfreeman. They lived with with her grandma for several years before moving to Roseworth. Waverley Street was divided by St Cuthberts Road and often referred to as either “new” or “old”, I knew every family by name in “new,” but remember a family called Jones who lived in the “old”, there were several children within that family. The older end of the street, in fact most of them on the other side of St Cuthberts Road were demolished years ago and a school built on the land. Blenkinsops sold the shop, again, many years ago and moved into Poplar Grove, several people owned it before the Barkers, who lived a few doors along from you, bought it. The area has changed a great deal from our childhood days.
Thanks Alice you are dead right it was Turner. If you see any comments from Julia Scott that is Alisons & Pauls youngest sister, I have now got her addicted to the site. Paul asked Julia what happened to Alice Coles and I have just informed them that the Alice Gardner who answered my question is the Alice Coles they were enquiring about, it is such a small world with this internet. I am in constant touch with Julia now and are planning a reunion later on in the year when Allison gets over from the States. Anyway thanks again Alice hope you and your famly are all in good health.
Keith, I think the name of the Stella was Stella Turner, mother Nellie and Father Joe, she had an older brother called Terry who unfortunately died quite young. Sorry Keith I can’t remember what her married name is though. Please say hello to your cousin Alison, I remember her very well, she is a bit older than us and when we were nine she seemed to be very grown up to me. I remember she used to have a ‘charlston dress’, I think it was orange with black tassels, I could have killed her for it. Also to your cousin Paul.
The late John Calvert lived in Chalk Street before moving to Fairfield when he got married,he was a keen motor-cyclist and was a fitter at Head Wrightsons, Thornaby.
Alice Gardner you might be able to help me, I have just recently got back in touch with my cousins from down south from my dads side of the famly, I dont know if you can remember them ,they use to come up to Stockton every couple of month From Hitchin.there was Julia, Allison and Paul Cadd. well I spoke to Allison the other day she lives in USA she told me when she was up in Stockton she used to hang about with Stella, Now I remember Stella very well. I can see her in my minds eye now but I cant remember her second name, she lived on the same side of the street as you but down towards the bottom past Marrion, and Allan Bakers house hope you can help me out because we are having a reunion in August or September and I would love to be able to tell her what happend to Stella.
Regards
Keith
Do any of you remember my relatives, the Irwing family, who lived at 27 Chalk Street? The parents were Margaret (Meggie) and Anthony (Anty)and their children Dorothy, Mary, Margaret, Alice and Anthony. Meggie still lived there in the 1950s and my mum and her siblings used to stay with them for holidays. Mum speaks of how warm and welcoming the community was.
Beryl, my maternal grandfather was called Bob Galloway, and he lived with my mams mother, Emily Dobson for a good while after WW1. My mam (June Dobson) was born in Tower Street.
The paper lad in question was Jimmy Fowler,I used to give him his Gazettes at the old office in Bridge Rd. One night he left the office with his bundle of Late Final with the ball of string still attached, there was string all the way to Parliament Street. Happy days indeed. When the office in Bridge Rd closed we moved to Brunswick Street opposite Titos nightclub.
Do you also remember going Oggy Raiding with all the lads out of Camden Street, and Bondie raiding with our brush shanks. Then on a Wednesday buying a bamboo stick to go to the cattle market – those were the days.