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monpenl
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
11th March 2010 at 9:42AM
Oh god I remeber my kinsey!!!!!!!!!!!!
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kellygon2
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kellygon2
Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
1st April 2010 at 3:27PM
Really enjoyed reading the Hazel Grove memories - here are some of my own.
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John Barry
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
1st April 2010 at 5:00PM
Mirrlees Blackstone Bickerton and Day, part of the great Hawker Sidley Group that brought into England profits of 1000,000 a day in the 1970's, a massive amount of money spiralling its way into the English economy. Working at Hazel Grove's Mirrlees was a joy where whole families of men worked side by side and continued, father and son to grandson and so on for many a year.
The boom of the engines, big KV16 and others on test and feeling their revurberating purr under your feet wherever you went in that company's premices will always be a pleasant memory to me. As would many a man who I worked with.
Many men I worked with had highly imagined knick-names that all bore some resemblace of the mens' personality, habits or simply a little bit descriptive of the way they looked though not maliciously so. I can remember few real names of the men I worked with as these tend to have vanished from my memory into Time's distance. The nick-names still stick fondly in my mind's past reseptic capacities. There was was a Wedgehead who worked at two jobs, but who could sleep on his feet
who, in a single instance, would sway into wide awake wakefulness. He worked nights as I did myself: a month of nighs and a month of days consecutively. He went home from work, did the kids's breakfasts, got them off to school, came home and went to bed. He got up at two in the afternoon to go to work at another factory. His wife also worked shifts but opposite to his; that's how they admirably dovetailed their way through life.
Jungle Johnnie was an entirely different kind of man, whose perfectly brewed beers and wines could linger on the tastebuds for years I remember Jungle John, I could nearly picture him back to life in my mind as he poured me a sherry or a neat sweet glass of his elderbury wine. One had to be wary of these marvelous tinctures. They were dearly deadly brews, as sweet as naked sirens on a rocky sea's shore who are thought beckon many a ship's sailor into a cold cruel, in other words to have another cool, sweet little drink that in certain circumstances can be just so deadly. As I was leaving Saturday to catch the bus home after a morning's overtime I saw him from the corner of my eye furtively calling me to come over to the back of his heavy drill where he kept in a locker, a very greasy old gasmask case from WW2, a pair of scrupulously clean gleaming sherry glasses. He took a sly conspiratory glance to either side of me that that then seemed to penetrate trough the very centre of me; and then he pressed a filled one into my hand and urged me to drink hurriedly while his head continued to spin fighter-pilot fashion in all directions as his eyes rolled doing double duties. And, as the dregs slipped past my lips he took the glass hiding it with practised ease whilst ushering me away. These actions were done with such a speed that I was left wondering if such a thing had happened at all. By the time I got to the bus and and climbed the stairs to the top deck I had stmbled several times. I took an uncharacteristic relaxing nap on that Saturday afternoon, I can tell you.
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star
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
3rd April 2010 at 3:41PM
Carl. Where did Wayne Brocklehurst live?.I think I remember him, if it is the same one then I was related to him.
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Insomniac
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
3rd April 2010 at 7:59PM
John, lovely memories o Mirrlees, you are so right sbout families working there, my dad, my mum, myself, for a short time !! My partner and his father. You made me chuckle about the nicknames, yes they all had them, most of my dads workmates I only know by their nicknames, you may have known my dad aka the Silver Fox I believe, he always worked nights. Happy times in the Club as well, such a shame it was all destroyed.
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Allen1
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Allen1
Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
3rd April 2010 at 10:19PM
Yep a great place Mirlees Social Club even Philips down the road had nights out there .Yep sorry to see it go .
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johnny
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
7th April 2010 at 1:52PM
regarding mirrles, my brother Les Newell worked they at one time so did my uncle Wilf Oldham, the first stop for them after saturnday morning was the dragon till closing time they both had bikes and how they got home to this day remains a mystrey, i recall one year when they had their sports day our Les got bladdered and had to walk home but on the way home he took the wrong turning he should have gone to the right of a wall which lead done a path towards home but he went to the left which lead to a huge farmers muck heap and by the state of him when he got home must have been in the muck heap a very long time i remember my mam undressing him in the yard and throwin g buckets of water over him, i also remember Wilf one saturnday coming home from the dragon and he had to turn into Chester road but missed judged his turning and ended up in the con club doorway he was taken to hospital but dicharged himself, he had big lump on his head and when i saw him later he said he did not mind falling of his bike but being a labour man was not very happy falling in the con club doorway he wished it had been the liberal club doorway,cheers
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dave kirk
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
18th April 2010 at 1:35PM
I used to live at number 20 farndon ave, me and a load of other mates used to sit on what we call the valley wall, which was at the top of farndon ave and listen to music and play kerbie and one bounce, just having a laugh and getting in to trouble now and then. we also used to play in brook house, climbing the trees and making a rope swing, also getting chased out by the owner, the good old days. I miss going on a pub crawl up the a6 and ending up getting after time in the bird or going to the boo. does anybody know me and have you got any good stories. thanks.
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BradNaylor
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Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
25th April 2010 at 3:04PM
Mr Bromley at Norbury Hall - the best teacher ever! If he got bored with teaching us maths he'd just take us lads out for a game of fooball leaving the girls to entertain themselves with a tennis ball.

'Shepley Forest' - a tumble-down derelict house in a couple of acres of woodland off Cavendish Road where we used to get up to all sorts of highly dangerous fun.

Saturday morning football matches on 'The Basin' playing for Tideswell Rovers.

The Golden Door. Best steak & kidney pies in the world!

An old bakery next to The Black Cat cafe. I can't remember the name but the bread was superb.

Sliding down the slag heaps on sheets of corrugated iron we'd found.

The 'Grove Run' on my 18th birthday. A pint in every Robbies pub and a half in all the others. I threw the lot up on the carpet of the George & Dragon! (I refuse to call it The Phoenix)

I moved away from the Grove in 1982 but have now drifted back as far as Great Moor. It doesn't seem to have changed as much to me as it does to some others.
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RichT
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RichT
Re: Memories of Hazel Grove
26th April 2010 at 2:10PM
I think the bakery was called 'Baxter & Grant'
can anyone confirm this!
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