Hyde

Read and share memories of Hyde and Cheshire inspired by Frith photos

Days out on Hyde Market

Being born and brought up in Flowery Field, Hyde was the centre of the universe for us as children. After shopping on Hyde market we would turn the corner and enter into the world of this picture. On the right of the picture, in the distance there was the bank then Fred Dawes, TV and Radio dealer where we would go to pay rental on our black and white TV. This was later taken over by Granada. You can see their shop clearly on the LHS of the picture. Next, coming towards the camera, Ibbotson's bakery. The best tipsy cake in the world and when mum and I went in on our own during the week ...read more here
Contributed by Dave Davies

Days out on Hyde Market

Being born and brought up in Flowery Field, Hyde was the centre of the universe for us as children. After shopping on Hyde market we would turn the corner and enter into the world of this picture. On the right of the picture, in the distance there was the bank then Fred Dawes, TV and Radio dealer where we would go to pay rental on our black and white TV. This was later taken over by Granada. You can see their shop clearly on the LHS of the picture. Next, coming towards the camera, Ibbotson's bakery. The best tipsy cake in the world and when mum and I went in on our own during the week ...read more here
A memory of Hyde contributed by Dave Davies

My home village

I cannot remember the exact year but I remember the shop (centre) and the houses to it's right. The shop was called 'Jolly's' and sold sweets and other things. The road was widened in the 1960's so the shop and houses were demolished. There now stands a garden with a lifesize statue of L.S. Lowry, the artist who lived just up Stalybridge Road.
A memory of Mottram contributed by Jenny Roberts

Childhood memories at Grandma Robinsons.

Funny how some things stay with you all your life, and even when you leave a country you have grown up in, those memories follow you. It was the end of WW2, people were beginning to settle, 'ration books' were used by all. People could leave their lights on at night, and not have to draw the curtains. Us kids played outside till late at night too, and Dad pulled down the air-raid shelter from our back garden.

Our family went from Newport Mon, to see our grandparents. They lived in Stalybridge, at 46 Caroline Street. It was really something going on the train in those days, it seemed to take forever to get there.

Caroline Street, ...read more here
A memory of Stalybridge contributed by Phyllis PEARSON