According to father at the end of Sykes St. (named after the owner of Sykes Mill.) there were a ginnal just wide enough for a wheelbarrow, which you could get into Woodnook Loyne as it were then called.
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Has thy mate worked out what the Railway hotel were.
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Originally Posted by Atarah
I think quite a few of you on this Accyweb know the area around Nuttall Street. It was originally known as Coal Pit Lane as it gave direct access to early coal mining activity in Priestley Clough. If you look on early maps, the section from Manchester Road to Grange Lane is shown as Syke Street, but I still know it as Spring Gardens, but maybe people dont call it that now and think of Nuttall Street staring from the Manchester Road end.
There used to be a really old beerhouse just down Grange Lane called The Black Dog. Nutall Street was only opened out in its present form after the demolition of this pub. I think it was roughly in the region of where Conveyor and Elevator now are. In times past people would have to walk all the way round this pub building to get to Nuttall Street (named, I believe, after a local J.P.)
How many of you remember Littlefairs newsagents on the corner of Nuttall Street and Wellington Street. And you do remember the cottages below street level? The line of the road was vastly altered when most of the property on Wellington Street was demolished to make way for the large new council development which included Acorn Lodge. By moving the road from its original line it created a much large site which was "ear marked" for a new fire station - but of course we all now what happened to that. They even took good old Lincoln Street away. I loved that "secret" street as I thought it was when I was a kid. Remember the Star Pub - there was a ginnel facing it which had a few houses in it. When you walked through you could see Lincoln street to your left, although the proper approach to it was off Russell Street. I always remember seeing an old lady, who lived up that ginnel, often coming out of the Star Pub, with a white jug in her hand, she'd been to get herself some beer to drink in the comfort of her own front room! The end of the ginnel brough you out onto Clement Street. Wish I had some decent pictures of my old area  |