A drawing in Biro of 74 76 Paradise House on Church Road. The sketch is dated 88, but I can’t work out the signature though I have seen it on prints of local scenes in the past possibly a local artist?.
Image and details courtesy of Terry Westwood.
A view of the last remaining pillar of Thorpe Thewles Railway Viaduct (built 1877), after its demolition, and a mechanical excavator sorting out the rubble. The photos also show the demolition team and Laura Grainger (standing on Wynyard Road) who set it off. One pillar remained standing after the demolition on June 3rd, 1979.
These two photographs show a large number of Harkers Engineering Staff embarking on the first gallon walk, September 1987. Mr Malcolm Harker the owner can also be seen in both photographs.
Photographs and details courtesy of Mike Bellerby.
Sports certificates for ‘First Prize’ issued to my late father-in-law Albert Hindmarsh, June 21, 1940 and June 20, 1941 during the 30th and 31st Annual Sports Day at Stockton Secondary School.
Images courtesy of Norman Hill.
Where Blacketts once stood on Stockton High Street.
Photograph and details courtesy of John Simpson.
Class 4R, 1964 – 65 with Mr P A Sedgewicke in charge!
Apologies for any errors:-
Back Row: ??, Billy Hugill, Alan Penson, Alan Harley, ? Cowan.
3rd Row: Thirlwell Ward, Dixon Beaumont Lyall(!), David Gibson Callendar Richard Hewitson Andy Malkin, Jonathan McClemont.
2nd Row: ? Beeston, ? Spendley, Mervin Blades, Spence (?), Roberts (?), me (Rob Mills), Johnny Crowther, John Little, Cliff Plummer, David Haigh, David Mackin.
Front row: Alan Moody, ? Wardell, Chris Allan, George Hilder, PAS, Trevor Pollard, ‘Jakey’ Blakey, ‘Oliver’ Postgate, Ian Elenor
We were pretty cool cats in our sports jackets, flannels and V-necked jumpers! Chelsea boots and hush puppies making appearances as well. I always thought GGS’ liberal view on uniform really set us aside from the lesser breeds of SGS and Richard Hind.
This was my last year at Grangefield; My dad was transferred from ICI at Billingham, down to their new Severnside plant outside Bristol.
There I started at a mixed(!) school, and spoke to girls – other than my sisters – for the first time since leaving Billingham North Junior. At 15 1/2, that was brilliant.
Photograph and details courtesy of Rob Mills.
A view Billingham Town Centre. Date unknown.
This postcard shows a gathering at Norton War Memorial.
Courtesy of Dorothy Barclay.
I recognise Shep Sheperdson second from the left and Harold Bateman third from the left, me and my father Eric Willows are on the front row. The photograph was taken in Blackpool. Can anyone fill in the blanks?
Photograph and details courtesy of Paul Willows.
A view of Nelson Terrace in Stockton c1985.
This postcard of Stockton High Street shows a very interesting range of architectural styles, the bay windows and dormers of the Jacobean period, the three storey, red roofed Georgian, the stone and red brick Victorian and the modern 1920s Art Deco.
I find it difficult to believe that nearly all of this was to disappear
within a decade.
Image and details courtesy of Bruce Coleman.
I’m sure there are many people in the Stockton and Billingham area who went on holiday with Bee-Line in years gone by. This invoice going back to 1967 was for myself, my parents, my grandparents and my uncle – our destination was Bangor in Northern Ireland.
So what did we get for the huge sum of £22 and one shilling each ?.
We left Billingham Green at 9.20pm on the Friday evening and drove through the night to Stranraer to catch the ferry to Larne. There was no direct route in those days and we went via Newcastle, Carlisle and a seemingly endless night time drive through Southern Scotland.
Our ferry was delayed as a lady, thankfully not from our coach party, slipped off the gangplank and had to be fished out of the harbour. On arrival in Northern Ireland I was quite taken aback to see that all the policemen in the Province seemed to be armed and this was two years before the troubles started.
When we arrived at our hotel, The Savoy in Bangor, we were one of seven coach trips there. Every day we had a full trip out going to places like the Glens of Antrim, Giants Causeway, the Mountains of Mourne and even a quick trip by boat into the Irish Republic. Luckily no customs officers were to be seen as this wasn’t strictly above board. If any of the ladies had purchased a watch south of the border, much cheaper than at home apparently, they were advised to conceal them about their person.
The hotel provided us with breakfast and evening meals and we had lunch at pre arranged stops. All included in the price. If that wasn’t enough the hotel laid on entertainment every night as well just to make sure we had our monies worth. As an added attraction there was a singing competition between the 7 coaches which was held on our final night of the holiday. My mum Doreen conducted our bus to the tune of John Browns Body and we gave it our best shot. And it has to be said, modestly, that we won.
A fantastic value holiday and we saw some lovely places. There was some real fun people on our coach and Timmy from South Bank still sticks in my mind.
Image and details courtesy of Martin Birtle.
A view of West Street and the Viaduct at Yarm c1962.
Photograph courtesy of Bruce Coleman.
Photographed are the boys from the Boxing Team at St Mary’s Boy’s Primary School c1936. My uncle Harold Noble is on the front row, 3rd from the right
Photograph and details courtesy of Harold Stephenson.
A view of The Groves in Stockton c1986.