Doorway one

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This door could be connected with a medieval form of punishment. But then again, perhaps not.
 

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Doorway one I think is on Burnley Road next to Accy garages,and is still occupied
in fact they have there for over sixty years,it used to be shop that sold soft drinks
and ices,there lollys were half pence each old money,{what a door!!!!).
 
That is what they are called.I cant record them ever being mayor and mayoress but they do go back along way,as does that bloody door,as it ever seen a coat of paint?.
 
I take it that the current occupiers are called Mayor. I didn't know that. I went in there once to buy some cigarettes. It was a bit like stepping back into the last century, by which I mean the 19th century. The old chap served me and oddly he would not hand over the cigarettes until I had paid for them. I suppose he had been caught out with kids doing a runner one time too many. Still it was strange, I was 35 at the time.
But this digression, pleasant though it is, isn't getting us any nearer to the name I am looking for. I think you need to look past the Mayors'.
 
The people who owned the shop were Mr. & Mrs Boyd. Mr Boyd was as bald as the proverbial coot and permanently wore a woolly hat which was removed every Sunday to attend mass at St. Joseph's. He was affectionately known to the locals as Bowdy.
 
Brilliant, Yerself, but it's not the name I am looking for. I'm thinking more along the lines of the hard stuff...?
 
Next door to Bowdy's, what is now Hugh Davies Car Sales, was Stock's pop factory, home of the famous Irn Bru. Is that what you want Acrylic-bob?
 
Next door to Bowdy's, what is now Hugh Davies Car Sales, was Stock's pop factory, home of the famous Irn Bru. Or was it Stockleys? :)
 
Definitely Stocks next door to Bowdy's. People I know (not that I was one of them, you understand) used to pinch bottles of pop off the wagons and tear off accross the road into the ruins of the old Stanley ground. If you were brave enough and had time you could climb on to the wagon and reach the bottles of Bulmer's Woodpecker cider which were always in the middle surrounded by the bottles of sarsaparilla, irn bru and other soft drinks. (So I'm told)
Stockley's the toffee manufacturers, now in the Ossy Mills complex, were in Church, I believe.
 
yerself said:
Definitely Stocks next door to Bowdy's. People I know (not that I was one of them, you understand) used to pinch bottles of pop off the wagons and tear off accross the road into the ruins of the old Stanley ground. If you were brave enough and had time you could climb on to the wagon and reach the bottles of Bulmer's Woodpecker cider which were always in the middle surrounded by the bottles of sarsaparilla, irn bru and other soft drinks. (So I'm told)
Stockley's the toffee manufacturers, now in the Ossy Mills complex, were in Church, I believe.
I was.........hehehehehehe.

We would hide over the wall between sheeps coates Farm and the houses on Willows Lane and wait for the little bedford flatback. Then we would go over the top and grab what we could.
 
Yerself gets the coconut. The whole group of buildings are Stock's Terrace (1890).
There are still some brick built sheds at the back of the terrace where the unutterably fantastic 'Iron Brew' was made. The stuff that Barr's make is like gnats water by comparison. I can remember the stuff in small black bottles with the picture of a blacksmith striking an anvil, it could take the lining off your tongue. :D

A special consolation coconut to Doug for coming up with one of the best Pub names I have heard for ages 'The Rack and Giblets' It sounds like my kind of place! :engsmil:
 
I was eight years old, I was poor and my dad had left home for clippy. That made me a disadvantage youth. Yeah, so there.


Today I would be allowed a Social Worker who would say there, there don't worry it's not your fault and a state benefit to buy it off the people that stole it in the first place.

Sorry John, lol

I did a lot of things that I’m not proud of, including the stealing of a pig (I was eight). But I was young “once” and undertook many of the evil deeds of childhood!

Let those who are without blame cast the first stone. And before you do, remember, many of us grew up on the same streets…………..
 
It looks even worse close up. On a dark day you could almost imagine it as the setting for a Clive Barker novel.
 
Stocks

Just found this bit more info. re Stocks:

"Stocks mineral water works, providing sarsaparilla, dandelion and burdock and other childhood drinks in stone jars which doubled when empty as hot water bottles, cheaper and just as effective as the real thing"
 
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