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snow on the university site
I remember when the snow was really heavy, I was about 6 years old and I lived with my grandparent and mother on New Ashby Road, just over the road from the Loughborough University. My uncles and Aunts took me over to the university with a sledge, we had a wonderful time sledging and making a giant sized snow man...
Contributed by yvonne sutton
Leicestershire memories
snow on the university site
I remember when the snow was really heavy, I was about 6 years old and I lived with my grandparent and mother on New Ashby Road, just over the road from the Loughborough University. My uncles and Aunts took me over to the university with a sledge, we had a wonderful time sledging and making a giant sized snow man...
A memory of Loughborough contributed by yvonne sutton
Evacuees to Normanton in 1941
My elder brother, Alan Crook, and I were evacuated from Sheffield during the blitz of, I think, 1941. We stayed, as far as I can recall, in a large house, I believe the Manse, attached to the Church. (St. James ?). I was about 6 at the time so my memories are a little hazy ! We were looked after by the Vicar, and his housekeeper who was very kind to us. The vicar had a grown-up daughter who used to lend me her doll's pram. I remember a beautiful garden with an archway leading to the church grounds. It was a very traumatic time for my brother and I but I would ...read more here
A memory of Normanton On Soar contributed by Mavis Heeley
HEY UP ME DUCK
1953 were a special year for me and Great Britain - we climbed Everest, the Coronation, the parties. We had just moved into a new council estate, they were all prefrabricated houses after the war and supposed to only last a few years to help the housing shortage, but they are still standing. The estate had a green in the centre of it, we played football from dawn to dusk and met all my new mates.
A memory of Shepshed contributed by KEITH COMMONSA
Extracts From Loughborough & Leicestershire books
A policeman on point duty sets the tone of this well-regulated scene. Above Harris’s shop is a glimpse of industrially prosperous Loughbrough, with Brush Electrical and J Taylor’s bell foundry in Cobden Street being among the more widely known resident companies.
An extract from from"Leicestershire Photographic Memories".
The High Street (the A6 Leicester/Derby road) becomes Leicester Road as it runs south. A few earlier buildings survive on the left-hand side of the photograph, but the right is dominated by uninspired, even dreary, red-brick Edwardian buildings.
An extract from from"Leicestershire Photographic Memories".
Lloyds bank, on the left, provides a datum from which the quality of Loughborough’s architecture can be measured. Apart from a few earlier buildings in the shot, all is rather mediocre. Restrained signs and shop fronts and no unsightly yellow lines speak of an almost forgotten era.
An extract from from"Leicestershire Photographic Memories".
This 150ft high, 47-bell brick carillon was designed by Sir Walter Tapper, and erected in 1923 as the town’s tribute to the fallen of the First World War. The bells were cast by Taylors, whose foundry was established in Loughborough in 1839 and with Whitechapel, London, comprises England’s only surviving bell founders.
An extract from from"Leicestershire Photographic Memories".
Although the Gothic hotel has some claim to architectural quality, it is the Art Deco intruder which catches the eye. Faced in cream tiles and built in 1936, the cinema must have proved irresistible to its original audiences seeking escape into fantasy, as did their predecessors in the elaborate world of Victorian theatre.
An extract from from"Leicestershire Photographic Memories".