Ushaw Moor when I was a lad was a thriving village. There was no television in those days and there was a strong sense of community in the village. There were a number of focal points in peoples lives which are sadly missing today, but time moves on. The churches and chapels in the village were very active, most children went to church or chapel and their principals of right and wrong were honed on a Sunday, the sense of right and wrong was instilled in most children at a very early age by their parents.
There were two pubs and two clubs, the Flass and the Station Hotel, now sadly demolished, a beautiful building internally and externally. Then there was the "Bush" at the bottom of Station Road and the Big Club now also sadly demolished. There were three Stores, Crook Store on the crossroads opposite the Flass, New Brancepeth Co-op Society in Durham Road which Tom Mc Cormick turned into a thriving business and Broughs right at the bottom of Station Road.
Then there were numerous shops where you could by most things for the home, butchers, bakers, fish shops, chemist, off licence, greengrocers and drapery shops. There was no need to shop anywhere but the village and this instilled a strong sense of belonging.
There were four fish shops in the village. Babsy Thompson whose shop was just above the Salvation Army Citadel, Lukes fish shop half way up Station Road, Mrs Hoppers in the end house in High View and Mrs Barkers shop in Temperance Terrace.
Mr Jack Russell was the postmaster at The Post Office which is still in situ in Temperance Terrace, he was assisted by his daughter and one of the Mc Pherson girls who lived in Whitehouse Lane. Mr Russell had a large garden directly across the road from the Post Office. Stan Watsons shop window in Durham Road was magnet for us kids. The window was very large and deep and it was full of things of interest to lads. There was always a large display of Dinky toys and Matchbox series toys. Stan had a number of cars for hire for weddings and funerals and there were two petrol pumps situated in the large recessed door to the garage, these pumps were worked manually. I sold football papers on a Saturday night for Stan and one night when checking the money it was 2 shillings and 4 pence up (about 12 pence) on the number of papers I had sold. Someone had given me a half crown coin and a one pence coin instead of two penny coins (tuppence). I thought I was a millionaire.
As kids we would peer through the window of the workshop of Mr Alderson the Undertaker whose workshop was situated in Whitehouse Lane just above the Flass. Mr Alderson made the coffins that his business required and he and his family lived in the end house of Durham Road opposite the Methodist Chapel.
The Police Station was situated in Durham Road, about No 5. The Sergeant and his officers turned out at 10pm and when we were told to leave the Crook Store doorway and make our way home we went without any back chat or grumbles. The Police were respected and you would get a clip if you back chatted them. I cannot remember any vandalism, theft or burglaries in Ushaw Moor although there may have been. People respected other peoples property and you were taught at a young age that it was wrong to steal.
When the Police Station closed Sid Brown the Baker moved into the premises from his shop at the bottom of Station Road. I was reading on Face Book earlier about Joe Lowerys ice cream shop. Joes main job was a milkman. He had a milk round in Ushaw Moor, his cart was drawn by his horse, Peter. Peter was kept in a field next to St. Josephs school and he was a great favourite of the children there including myself. There was no ice cream made at the shop during the war years due to the shortage of milk. When they started making the ice cream again it was very creamy and was the best I have tasted. The shop was all mirrors and highly polished dark wooden furniture and was always dim and cool.
I hope I haven't rambled on to much and I hope someone gets some happy memories when they read my ramblings. I cannot understand why more people of my age do not contribute to this site.
It is a credit to Paul Clough and all the hard work he puts into it.
Thanks Paul.
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Many thanks Brian, I really enjoyed reading your post, keep em coming.
ReplyDeleteGood morning Brian - thanks for the post. It had some fresh and interesting detail about times past and is much appreciated.
ReplyDeleteJust as the Royal Navy used to press gang innocent and occasionally simple people we should spend a day in Ushaw Moor picking elderly people up off the street and interviewing them about their Ushaw Moor memories - for putting on site. No - I am serious! On reflection maybe we should give them some Face Book training as a more gentle and civilised alternative!
There is a fair chance that I will be in Ushaw Moor at some point this year and might even see you for a pint along with one or two other stalwarts.
Thank you for this post, Brian. The memories came flooding back of a very close family (there were loads of us in the 'Holliday' line); warm, friendly nieighbours and of extremely happy times. How things have changed and how quickly the years have flown.
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ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment. Yes times have changed but have they changed for the best? Years ago our attention and time was gived to our family, our neighbours and our village. Now due to modern technology a lot of our time is taken up by the media and celebrities and the important personal things in local life has been taken over by the celebrity culture. These celebrities come and go and our communities have been neglected. I am so glad that I was brought up in the environment of those far off times. Imagine some half brained celebrity is paid a million pounds so some empty headed magazine have the "WORLD" rights to their wedding photos. Then they will be divorced in a couple of years. It makes the mind boggle. If I am old fashioned then I am glad I am. Brian Mc.