March 13 Issue No 65
Chewin t Cud Volunteers
Drawing by Ronnie Neville
Gardening. Reading Don`s grand-daughter Louise`s article in the September issue, brought back to me how I became a gardener. Dad was not a gardener. Working hard all his adult years on the coal face, it was understandable that after a hard days toil, he was to tired to even think of picking up another wooden handled implement. So our garden, 121, at the bottom of Birkwood Avenue was just grass that was tidied up at week ends, probably once a month, or even less. When it rained heavily, the front garden flooded quite badly, picking up the water that the drains couldn`t cope with. We had an old stirrup pump, and I used to put on my wellies and quite enjoyed pumping the water down the path to the grate at the bottom. So my interest in gardening didn`t start until I got married. The first nine months we spent with Brenda`s mum and step-dad Steve Darcy at 8 Stanley Street while awaiting a council house. Steve was disabled, and having to wear callipers he was unable to garden in the way we can. This did not stop him though, he used to dig sitting on his bottom. I just admired his determination so much, that I had to help him and between us, Steve, Brenda and David, who was only young at that time, got it into reasonable shape. In July 1966, (just before the World Cup victory.) we were allocated 104 Darfield Road. Being a corner plot, it was, (and still is,) quite large, so I knew that if I didn`t tackle it, because it was very untidy, it would become an eyesore. Now 46 years later, I have the garden pretty much as I want it, and there have been many changes along the way, and I have learned a lot. I have made numerous mistakes, but you get there in the end. So Louise, I think it`s nice that you have got the bug, there are many rewards, and it gives pleasure to people that pass by. Some of these become good friends, which is a bonus. While on the subject of gardening, I would also like to congratulate the residents at Westhaven`s new bungalows. They have done a fantastic job in such a short time. Tubs of lovely flowers, well maintained lawns and borders, they really are a credit to you all. Howard Brightmore. Hi, I would like to thank you for posting my school photo in Chewin t Cud and also to thank David Cooke for being so kind as to identify my former class mates at Pontefract Road Junior School in Cudworth. I will always miss the warm feel of Cudworth. Last year I visited Cudworth from the USA where I now live. One of the memories my sister and I have of living in Cudworth was the Monkey Tunnel, so we set out to find it. The one we were directed to was at the back of Cudworth Park, but that's not the one my sister and I remember walking through. The Monkey Tunnel we remember was longer and curved so you couldn't see the end as you walked through it. We were always scared until we saw the day light as we turned the curve in the tunnel. We searched and searched for it in vain. I wonder if anyone remembers this particular tunnel? Gillian Goldthorpe Texas, USA â€“ e-mail 2
Feed back - Dec 2012 issue. page 28 Hi Malc. I spoke to you on Monday (3/12/12) with some information about the photo on the top of page 28 of Decâ€™s 2012, Chewin t Cud. Briefly the information is as follows:
All the information was provided by my mother Mrs Joyce Kaye who will be 84 years old in January. As you look at the picture my mother is on the front row 4 th from the right and facing sideways (with long dark hair) and talking to someone. She is holding my older brother Michael on her knee. At the time the photograph was taken my mother was 21 and my brother Michael was 3 months old. It was taken in 1950 around July time, at St Georges Hall and was during the Mother and Baby clinic. St Georges Hall used to be located at the end of Royston Rd with its junction with Sidcop Rd opposite where the Metro 21 shop is now. The picture was taken as a post war publicity advertisement to encourage people to get their children to drink Orange Juice. If you look close at the three posters on the backdrop curtain, it depicts this. Also my mum thinks the lady she was talking to was called Doreen and the surname was either Newman or Wigley but she is not sure which. Hope this information is of use to you and should you have any questions please do not hesitate to e-mail me and I will try my best to help. Kind Regards - Terry. â€“ e-mail - Dec 2012 LES RYMER Gentleman We are sorry to hear that Les passed away on Sunday 3 rd February 2013. Les although partially blind was a member and past President of the Cudworth Probus Club. He was also an active member of the Cudworth Local History Group. Our thoughts go to his family he will be sadly missed, he was a true Gentleman. God Bless Fella. 3
UNCLE COLIN COOK It’s only been a while now since We talked and laughed on the allotment, But things are so different And can never be the same. No one can quite believe They’ll never see you again. After jokes which are shared We wait for your smile, And in every single silence It’s your voice we wish to hear. Then reality sinks in, You’re never coming back. Even though we’re all together We all feel on our Jack, And the silence persists
As we remember you well, Decide on which stories To share and to tell, And the tense of our words Flutters from present to past, And the times go so slow But fly past so fast. And always from now, a void, “We’ve lost you”. But we’ll all toast you well My lovely uncle Colin, And we’d all love to thank you For all that you’ve done, Because the commitment you gave us Was second to none.
Love Jean, Ray, Kieran, Catherine and Sam. XXX Golden Wedding Anniversary Keith Donkin and Gloria Lane were married on the 9th March 1963. Both lived in Darfield Road, Cudworth. Gloria worked as a hairdresser at Grimethorpe; Keith worked at the NCB area central workshops, Shafton as a plater /welder. The couple met when Gloria came to do Keith’s mothers hair which was on a regular basis. They have 2 daughters who in turn also have 2 daughters. Keith played football for Darfield Road FC and was also a semi professional cricketer for 20 years, finishing his career at Grimethorpe M.W. Gloria had several jobs after their marriage apart from Hairdressing. Alan Curtis
Any articles, photographs or advertisements for the
June 2013 issue of the magazine to reach us before
23rd April 2013 4
Cudworth Pontefract Rd. Junior School - Class 4 1952/53
Top row Mr Moorhouse | Leslie Haigh | Derek James | John Arnold | Trevor Powers Malcolm Stothard | Peter Bairstow | Brian Sanderson | Michael Holloway Alan Gallear | Anthony Barnard | Peter Gledhill | Miss Hearnshaw Top middle row Tony Wilson | Barry Roebuck | Eric Ryall | Joan Curtis | Sandra Griffiths Rene Clough | Betty Midgeley | Carol Legate | Kenny Burke Malcolm Wilson | Gordon Ellis Bottom middle row Carol Madeley | Janet Elaine Wafer | Diana Cole | Gwen Hewitt Margaret Lockwood | Mary Harrison | Lilly Wilkinson | Joyce Mathers Anne Stothard | Pat Hirst Bottom row Terence Hines | Donald Parrinder | John Britton | Irvin Saxton Photo and names supplied by Bill Stothard Chewin t Cud Volunteers The Committee have to find the money to finance the cost of the magazine and rely on advertising to bring some of that money in, if you would like to advertise let us know, the cost is: Full Page ÂŁ30 (Each Issue) Half Page ÂŁ20 (Each Issue) 5
Coventry Victor Engines One of the ideals for which we motor cyclists have always craved for a multicylinder machine, with no vibration, plenty of power yet docile, plenty of speed but economical, suitable for solo or sidecar work; not too expensive nor yet too cheap to be skimped. “The Coventry Victor” engine company supplied this need for many years, but as they were primarily in business in order to make a profit they eventually stopped the production of motor cycle engines and instead manufactured small diesel engines for marine purposes. The motor cycle business was started in 1919 but was discontinued just after 1930. The basic design which was never changed was a horizontally opposed, twin-cylinder engine of 499cc, 688cc or 749cc capacity, all three engines were set inline with the frame; a distinctive feature was the pear shaped cylinder barrels in all the engines. The first “Coventry Victor” motor cycle engine was produced in 1911, it was a horizontally opposed twin of 688cc capacity (75x78mm) and this was fitted to a Montgomery motor cycle of the period. The “Coventry Victor” company interested itself in racing, but in a detached manner, they manufactured racing machines, but left their customers to race them. A 1923 version used two carburettors and steel alloy pistons but in other respects it was standard, having a one piece crankshaft and plain big ends with pinch-bolt clamping. The lubrication system was both thorough and effective; oil to the engine was fed by a mechanical pump to the top and centre of the crankcase, dropped into a scoop in the centre piece of the crankshaft and then it was thrown into the big ends and bearing by centrifugal force, any surplus draining into a well. The big ends dipped into separate compartments and a suitable arrangement of baffles ensured that each cylinder was equally lubricated. On only one occasion did a “Coventry Victor” engine take part in a T.T. race that was as long ago as 1924 when a 600cc machine was specially built for the sidecar T.T. race of the that year. Apart from the capacity and duralumin pistons, (machined from the solid), the engine was to all intents and purposes standard, it had the standard frame with duplex straight tubes throughout, it was only modified to reduce the height in order to fit the sidecar chassis, which was supported by a sprung wheel. The venture was not a success and the machine did not complete the distance. Occasionally “Coventry Victor” engines appeared in motor cycles at Brooklands and it was there that they scored their greatest success, wining their class in the 500 mile races of 1921. Two novelty models produced were a super charged one with a “berk blower” which was manufactured in 1927 and a racer (dirt –track model) manufactured in 1929. The supercharged machine was built for the then Emperor of Japan and it was claimed to be the first supercharged motor cycle to be manufactured in England. 6
The frame of the speedway machine was shortened by curving the lower tank rails and sloping backwards the twin saddle stays; this was subsequently standardized for all the sports models. Another royal customer was the late king Albert of Belgium who was supplied with an OHV sports model and two” Jeecy-Veas” (side valve models). The latter were assembled in Brussels using “Coventry Victor” engines and components. Also as well as the motor cycles manufactured by the company, there was a three wheeler runabout car introduced into production in 1926 and retained until the end. The engine used was a “Coventry Victor” Flat twin of 850cc, driving the single rear wheel by means of a shaft and bevel gears The “Coventry Victor” concern was also connected with one of the most remarkable sprung frame motor cycles ever built, named the “Victor McKecnie”, which appeared in the 1920s and was quite unlike any other attempt at springing. The main frame was something like a “Cotton” model and was ridged. The engine, gearbox, footrests, saddle and petrol tank were mounted on a sub-frame and suspended inside the main structure from the mid point of an enormous semi-elliptical leaf spring. One end of the spring was anchored at the point near the base of the steering head, and the other end to a nearly vertical strut extending from the rear fork ends to above the mudguard. The engine was a side valve 688cc “Coventry Victor” flat twin, the gearbox a “Sturmey Archer” and the transmission was by a chain. The springing reduced the unsprung weight and is said to have functioned perfectly well, but the machine was very costly to manufacture. Malcolm Curtis. Motor cycle restorer and enthusiast. Cudworth Probus Club: 2013 - Alan Curtis On Wed 12th December 2012 the club enjoyed its annual Christmas lunch at the Woodlands Restaurant Brierley. Mr. Peter Haigh the clubs secretary/treasurer once again made a good job of organizing the event. A raffle was held organized by Mr. John Hayhoe, with members and guests providing the prizes, the proceeds of £120 being donated to the M S Society in Barnsley. A first class meal with a great atmosphere was enjoyed by all. The first meeting in 2013 was on Wed 9th January. An informal discussion was held by the members in order to arrange speakers, lunches and outings for the year. On the 23rd January meeting, the speakers Mr. and Mrs. Broadbent from Huddersfield were unable to attend due to the icy conditions, instead a DVD film, provided by Mr. Peter Haigh detailing the history of the “Merchant Navy Class Locomotive Preservation Society” and the locomotive “clan line” which operated on the southern railway was shown. A lot of the footage was taken on the footplates of the “pacific class” locomotives to show the skills required by the driver and fireman to get the maximum performance out of the engines especially on some of the steep gradients on the line and hauling around 550 tons on average. It was a look back at the wonderful era of steam and all the members enjoyed the documentary film. On Wed 6th February the speaker was Dr. George Clark the subject was entitled “The Silk Road”, Dr. Clark gave a talk on the history of transporting goods from east to west along the Silk Road which started in circa 3000bc among the items transported from china to the west was Rhubarb, Jade and of course Silk. The route across central Asia crossed the Pamir Mountains and deserts and was 5000 miles long. In 1514 the Portuguese managed to get to China by sea. The “Silk Road” is still used to this day as a tourist’s attraction mainly. Mr. Granville Dransfield thanked Dr. Clark on behalf of the club for a great hour of history. 7
Cudworth Pontefract Rd. Junior School - Class 1 -1953/54
Top row Eric Ryall | Billy Williams | Malcolm Stothard | Stuart Mason | Raymond Davis John Bone | Terry Morrell | David Leach | Gerald Driver | Malcolm Wilson Top middle row Mr Beardshall | Alan Stables | Les Corrall | June Ellis | Joan Heward | Sandra Brown Marlene Dickenson | Rene Clough | Janet Duncan | Ronnie Drinkwater | Mrs Arnold Bottom middle row Jacqueline Mason | June Yates | Ann Walker | Mary Harrison | Pamela Day | Shirley Horton | Pamela Cook | Christine Morrall | Joan Curtis | Carol Bottomley Bottom row Donald Parrinder | John Arnold | Gerald Horner | Kenny Ashton | Irvin Saxton Bill Stothard | Peter Sanderson Photo and names supplied by Bill Stothard Diddy Derek by Ronnie Neville
The last time I saw Derek, He was only very small And if it wasn’t for his shadow, He wouldn’t be here at all.
The last time I saw Derek, His needs were only small And if it wasn’t for his tiny mouth He wouldn’t eat at all.
The last time I saw Derek, His forehead was only small, If it wasn’t for his size twelve feet He’d have no brains at all.
The last time I saw Derek, His frame was only small Despite standing right in front of me, He wasn’t there at all!
TALE OF TWO BARBERS - Harold Waite & Ted Thornton.... Cudworth’s early barbers-circa 1950's. Reflecting back to my 'early growing' Cudwardian times it seemed worth noting as a social history of the period when self-employed individuals were allowed to flower-before the corporate control we have today, when the only local large industry was Grimey pit, Woods and Redfearns Glassworks for the blokes and the Sewing Factory or Barnsley Paper Mills for lasses. Two independent barbers with totally different characters served the male heads and chins of Cudworth then. Harold Waite (ideal name because you had to) - was located on the main Barnsley Road on the 76 bus route, which served Darfield Road via Whitecross Road and Snydale Road and Ted Thornton on 'the pond' opposite the Rock Cinema, slightly off route for us Darfield roaders. I hope this original little piece of prose/storytelling informs of their contrasting barber rituals and captures them, evoking fond memories for many and a quirky history for others. TALE OF TWO BARBERS - ONE. HAROLD a short stocky wavy haired man-cuts hair whilst people waite. Tea-time, wife dutifully arrivesthrough adjoining domestic quarters with fresh buttered crumpets and tea… the waiting schoolboys suppress appetites and envy… (they are posh-what are crumpets?) hair-craftsman Harold-is a fast/ efficient and skilful with flamboyance and style impressing his hairy audience-as he magically unfurls his cutting cape-like a Spanish bullfighter as he de-frocks his last client from the pristine white cape, "next please" He's worth waiting for we mindfully console ourselves -- as another 76 bus passes the window-as he munches another crumpet-whilst our bread and jam is further delayed and our hunger increases. We eventually make the hallowed seat of Harold Clippersville... addressed as sir and the standard "what would sir like". Mi mother says ‘short at the back and a quiff" was our standard reply - and he did creating a special occasion-a tidy haircut and brilliantine ambience. TALE OF TWO BARBERS - TWO. Ted was a shy/tall/lean/dark haired moustached man - and cut they hair in between his passion for playing the violin-and his pigeon schedules-stranded customers have been known to be abandoned mid haircut-to be politely informed-that he must get his racing pigeons on the appropriate train at Cudworth Railway Station-and he wouldn't be long as he sped off on his Co-op basket bike-with his cooing brood returning anytime within the next hour, pigeons hopefully much later as impatient confused customers told the eccentric tales-trade dwindled - and his violin playing improved as customers slowly deserted him-he was a great barber and shaver and violin player..... with a diminishing trade providing Harold the Waite with more customers and crumpets, but he didn't like pigeons and he couldn't play the violin. GRANVILLE DANIEL CLARKE F.R.S.A. - JANUARY 2013.
CUDWORTH BORN AND BRED Memoirs of a Yorkshire Lad (Part 1) After spending many long hours putting my fathers’ memoirs together from rough notes and aborted attempts by other people to do likewise, I decided when this task was completed that I would put my reminiscences on paper for future generations to read and perhaps, hopefully enjoy. Here is my story. The normal routine for anyone writing their memoirs, I presume, is to record notes of events to which the writer can refer to when the ‘live’ memory box has dried up or worn out. This is certainly proving to be the correct procedure in my case, as with old age rapidly approaching I don’t find it very easy to recall life’s experiences instantly, yet I feel these recollections should be recorded for the benefit and general interest of future generations. I hope and pray that our descendants don’t have to suffer the hardships and deprivations of wartime that we had to experience, some much worse off than us by far. So by being brought up to enforced economy it is through habit that I continue this record by initially using scrap paper and a pencil until such times that the notes can be transcribed into text by the ingenuity of a modern computer and a dedicated, self-trained operator. Lying across the back of my neck and shoulders is our pup, Max, who simply hates me to pick up a pencil or pen, or even to put on my specs. He knows that he has to be ignored temporarily until a few lines have been composed so he assumes this pose, wedged between the back of my chair and my neck which obviously affects concentration. I offer this reason for any incoherent paragraphs etc., for which I hereby apologise. As near as I can calculate, it was sometime before Christmas 1932 that I started my entry into this world and as I didn’t want any fuss I decided to keep out of harm’s way for a while. Once the month of August in the following year had ended, the time had arrived for me to display myself on planet Earth on 1 st September 1933, much to the misfortune of some local residents who were to be occasionally terrorised by my presence in later years. So for me life began at No.30 King’s Road, Cudworth. My parents were, dad Ronald and mother, Catherine (Kate to most), I was the third child of their marriage. The first addition to our family was Ronald George whilst Mavis Elizabeth or ‘Sal’ as she was nicknamed, was next. I came along as mentioned followed three years later by Ernest, the youngest and last member of our family. I didn’t know much about it obviously but after the General Strike in 1926 money was hard to come by and for all my father was a hardworking man, the wages weren’t good and what cash there was available had to be spent very cautiously and wisely. My father worked as a clerk in the Labour Exchange (or dole office as it was more generally known) in Royston and would cycle there and back which was not a great feat I appreciate, but my early recollections were of going down the lane, (Three Nooks Lane as it is called todayto us simply darn’t lane), and watching out for him coming along Weetshaw Lane then go racing to meet him for a ride back up the lane on his bike whilst he pushed it. 10
King’s Road Nothing exciting by any standards but it was part of the thrill in a youngster’s lifetime that was looked forward to each day. It must have been a problem on some days for my dad as three of us would race off to meet him purely for the honour of being able to say that we’d had a ride on his bike. In the early hours of Friday 6th. August 1936, there occurred an underground explosion at the Wharncliffe Woodmoor 1, 2 and 3 Colliery, which is still to this day; long after it has been closed, referred to ‘Old Carlton Pit’. The explosion happened in the Lidgett Seam and 57 men were killed, one man was brought out alive but sadly died five days later. Some of the men who were killed are buried in the cemetery in Monk Bretton. Nurses in uniform lined the roads to the cemetery at the funerals. The pit is now closed, the shafts filled in and the spoil heaps reduced and grassed over. I have lived in Monk Bretton since 1950. On the morning following the disaster I can recall walking with my parents past the ‘Bogey House’ which was part of a farm on Weetshaw Lane, it was very eerie to pass this barn which came close to the side of the road and years afterwards I was always glad when it had been by-passed, why, I don’t know, but older kids always tended to try and scare the living daylights out of us young ‘uns. I think it was the nickname that made the place sound so gruesome. We were on our way to the pit in Carlton Road to watch the activity and hear the latest news of survivors and fatalities as well as being normally curious as to the circumstances of the disaster. Once there at the pit, and I’m trusting that my memory serves me true, I watched rescue teams coming out of the pit and be relieved by fresh teams going underground. In my mind I feel pretty sure that you could look straight down into the pit yard from the roadside of Carlton Road to where the cage came level with the 11
surface at the top of the shaft. There were a lot of miners and officials in the pit yard and naturally a lot of activity but I think by this time there was not much hope for the unfortunate men who were involved in the explosion which was caused by an electrical fault apparently. It could not have been long before the pit accident that my mother took me to Dublin for us to spend a few days with her sister, Hannah, who lived at No.43 Quarry Road, Cabra. Whether dad went or not I’m uncertain but images of boarding the train and then the boat when we arrived at Holyhead come to mind. Sheep and cattle were often carried aboard the ferries and the smell was enough to make even the skipper throw up as did lots of passengers when rough crossings were experienced en route to Dun Loaghaire. I remember once after we had arrived at Aunt Hannah’s a herd of cattle passing by and some decided to come down the garden path. I was scared stiff - what 3 year-old bairn wouldn’t have been, so I made myself scarce for the rest of the day. I also remember that I acquired many sores on my skin which I believe was impetigo whilst at No.43; the year must have been 1936. My younger brother, Ernest was born on the evening of 8th. January 1937, upstairs at No.30 King’s Road. It was always good to see my mother’s sister, Aunt Lizzie who lived at 101 Barnsley Road in Cudworth and she came to help with Ernest’s birth. Obviously I wasn’t aware of what was happening and was kept at a discreet distance downstairs but round about seven o’clock Ernest came into the world. Approximately halfway down Three Nooks Lane on the left hand side is a stone protruding from the ground to a height of about four feet and probably marked the entrance to a field many, many years ago. To us youngsters it was a great source of enjoyment as we could climb upon it, use it for target practise for our catapults and as we grew up a bit we would leapfrog over it and many more daredevil tricks that would come to mind; it was probably a good thing that television was invented after all! When next I go down that lane I will take note as to whether or not the stone is still there. (The stone’s existence is confirmed 1 st March 2002, my wife and I went purposely to have a look for it). Whilst mentioning catapults and after becoming proficient with them it wasn’t unknown to target the odd chimney pot, we weren’t aware of the hidden dangers or consequences and inconveniences to householders of having the pots replaced. At the bottom of the lane was a junction where it joined Weetshaw Lane. Directly opposite Three Nooks Lane was a footpath leading up through the fields to Manor View in Shafton. To us this was always known as Gander Hills which may have been named after the geese from Manor Farm who occupied the surrounding fields at the top of the hills in bygone days for all I can remember seeing flocks of geese there. About two hundred yards along the path from Weetshaw Lane was a small stream that was piped under the path at that point. I don’t recall there ever being a lot of water in the stream but what little there was always attracted our attention for one purpose or another such as damming it, splashing stones into it and even sail our pathetic make-shift toy boats in it when there was sufficient water flowing. In the bottom corner of one of the fields in gander hills was what must have been the 12
remains of a manure heap which was very well rotted down. Whilst out for adventure one day I discovered some of the biggest mushrooms I’d ever seen, some of which would easily have filled a dinner plate. The problem was carrying them home without breaking them too much along with having to secrete them from prying eyes that would no doubt soon discover their source for their own use. I don’t remember ever eating any of the mushrooms or anyone else for that matter but what a marvellous secret find for a young lad out for adventure. The same Gander Hills were later to become the location for many gang fights with the ‘Shaftoners’ v the ‘Cudworth Top End’ gang. Some of the weapons used were horrendous such as catapults capable of launching missiles the size of ‘potties’ or marbles that we nicknamed ‘glagallies’. Bows and arrows, knives, spears and sticks intended to be used as lances. Pleased to mention that miraculously I never heard of any fatalities during all the skirmishes we were involved in. My mam and dad often took us kids for a walk round ‘t’mile’ as we called the circuit from Three Nooks Lane, left at the bottom into Weetshaw Lane, then left at the junction with Royston Lane and Gypsy Lane, up through the ’Top Park’ into The Grove before returning to home in King’s Road. There were two seats along Royston Lane and we would often stop and have a rest to recover from the walk. Sometimes during the summer months when we were hot and thirsty we would cut through the allotments in Royston Lane that led through to Albert Street which was a short cut to home. Along the path in the allotments several taps provided for the use of gardeners to water their crops and refill the drinking vessels for their poultry and animals resident on the allotment site. I knew of a pig and a goat that were kept there. To a thirsty kiddie these taps were heaven-sent after the long walk and provided our dry throats with water that to us was pure nectar. If for any reason the domestic water supply was turned off it was possible to obtain water from the taps in the allotments as they were on a separate supply line. People used to take jugs, buckets, pans and bottles – all kinds of receptacles for holding water when their home supply was disrupted. Sometimes many days would pass before the situation was returned to normal. Standing in the grounds of the allotments at the top of Albert Street was a huge, concrete water tank that held many thousands of gallons of water for local residents use. It stood about sixty feet high and was an excellent landmark. A favourite walk among the many that dad used to take us, was down King’s Road, across Pontefract Road, down past the Industrial Working Men’s Club to the bottom of Charles’ Street and along the ‘backs’ to George Street where a path led down to a farm at the very bottom. The farm belonged to one of the Mason Brothers who also had a haulage business in George Yard. Once at the farm we were allowed to play in the hay in the barn and it was always a great thrill to find the odd hen’s egg that hadn’t been collected earlier. Sometimes to complete a momentous walk we were given the eggs that we had found and took them home with us. Clarrie Gibson Story to continue in next issue of ‘Cud’ 13
Chewin t Cud Volunteers
I have had an e-mail from Howard and he asked me to drop you a line about what I have been up-to since leaving Cudworth in 1952. This contact comes about because I visited Storrs Mill farm a few weeks ago. I was born there in 1936 as my granddad was Walter Woodcock who had the farm then. The current owner Diana Wells was kind enough to invite me in and told me about your group. I lived at 115 Darfield Road and went to Snydale Road schools until 1947 when I got into Barnsley Grammar. I remember teachers by the name of Mrs Sinclair, Mrs Ferguson and the head, Mr Douglas who was a friend of my father's. He was followed by Stan Brazier who had just come back from the war. My pals locally were Mike Parkinson, Andrew Robinson, Val Storey, Gavin Kay, Brian Gallen, George Roberts whose dad played cricket with mine. There was also a lad whose parents had the fish and chip shop but! I cannot name him but! I think it was Trevor. There was also Mac Self and Roy Clark, Donald Clark, Dorothy Brightmore, Thora Buckley and Jean Peaker who played the accordion in her fatherâ€™s band. My younger sister and brother are Sheila and David both still alive and living in Darton and St Austell. I was at Barnsley Grammar from 1947 to 1952 which was long enough although I did reasonably well and got the GCE Certificates I needed, but was quite glad to leave. My friends there were Mike Parkinson, Terry Blenkinsop, Frank Cockburn, Donald Clark, Roy Clark and Brian Glover. I joined the civil service in 1952 and my first posting was to Kings Lynn and therefore that was the last time I actually lived in Cudworth. Being of that vintage I did national service in the RAF from 54-56 and then joined Customs and Excise uniformed branch in London Port, Blackbushe Airport and eventually at Cowes on the Isle of Wight. By then I was married to Anna and in due course we had four children who are all now married and I have 11 grandchildren and another due in June, Sadly Anna passed away eleven years ago and I have been on my own ever since. I left Customs when I was about 28 and had various sales jobs with companies such as Avery Scales until I started my own sales agency for lifting and handling equipment in 1987 which I ran until I retired in 2002. In the intervening years we moved about the country many times but eventually settled in Keighley for 25 years and I have since been in Bingley for just over 10 years. I now spend my time walking, gardening and making stained glass at a local charity studio where I am a trustee. My father was a well-known local choral singer both in Colliery Choirs and at the Methodist Church on Barnsley Road. He was involved in a gramophone LP made some years ago to celebrate an anniversary and I still have a copy. 14
My younger son Dominic who is Master Mariner is busy doing our family history and so far has got back to about 1700 finding mainly colliery workers and farmers. This is what prompted me to contact people in Cudworth I now have your disc and will see who I recognise from the articles in that. It has not been a very exciting life but never the less a good one. I do not know if all of this will be of any interest to your members but feel free to use it and if any of them know me please pass on my regards. Maybe I could come to one of your meetings later in the year. Yours sincerely Ray Bell A Wee Bit Canny Lad A wee bit canny, pale faced lad Poor little thinking, hapless lad who lived at Oakland Park what was to be his fate. started soon one Monday morn to be in time for work. For soon the works' explosive gas rushed through the silent air He was his mother's only child, and heavy timber fell around this wee bit canny lad, poor Joe laid buried there. for t' other six had gone before and he was all she had. When they brought his body home alas the sight was sad. He fed his rabbits and his birds His mother scarce could recognise and snatched his weebit bait. her wee bit canny lad. Ran all the way t' pit for fear he should be late. All you who hear this mournful tale how little do you know So down the dark and murky mine the dangers that the miners face Joe went, no time to wait. as they labour down below. My father taught me this poem when I was 8 years old. He learned it himself when he was about the same age. I thought I would share it with you who remember their own black-faced men. Brenda Moxon Let’s Do It All Again! Our three years old granddaughter, Leila thoroughly enjoyed the festive season, especially Father Christmas and all the malarkey that came with him. So it came as no surprise that when she saw that our decorations had come down, she looked bemused and disappointed. “Nan Nan, where’s the Christmas tree gone,” she inquired? Smiling, she replied, “I’ve taken it down until next Christmas.” “Let’s put it back up Nan Nan and have another Christmas,” she gaily suggested. Well I ask you, isn’t the innocence of childhood wonderful but how do you reply to that? Ronnie Neville 15
M e l l o r ’s N e w s a g e n t s Agent for
Berry’s Dry Cleaning
Newspaper Delivered to
Good Selection of
239 Barnsley Road Cudworth tel:- 01226 710598
Ne w El ect roni c Cigs fro m M ello r â€™s Ne wsage nts 239 B ar nsle y R oad , Cud wo rth
Carlton Marsh Nature Reserve (November 2012-January 2013) Management of the site continued with our own Voluntary Rangers removing regenerating scrub along the disused railway embankment. The Trust for Conservation Volunteers did a great job spending the whole of Friday 7 th December 2012 erecting a brush-wood screen hedge at one of the gaps we had previously opened up to facilitate views over the marsh. The most interesting wildlife sightings during this period were: November 2012 3rd Grey Wagtail, 6th 3 Treecreepers, 9th 100 Pink Feet Geese east, 11th 2 Buzzards, 14th 2 Water rails calling, 15th 180 Pink Feet Geese NW and a Woodcock, 21 st Hawfinch, 24th 6 female Goosanders. December 2012
Wintering Waxwings from Northern Europe provided much excitement and colour. A new Barnsley maximum of 470 was achieved at the ‘White Rose’ roundabout in Wombwell, and previous to that at least 400 were feeding on berries at the Tesco petrol station at Stairfoot. Closer to home 2 were seen on 8th in the Pinfold Hotel car park, (Malc Clarkson) 2 flew north over Carlton Marsh on 10th and 8 were present on 15th. 2 were feeding on apples in Geoff Miller’s garden in Beech Avenue on 18th and I saw 21 feeding on Guelder Rose berries at Carlton Marsh on 25th.
During this time a Barn Owl was hunting the western meadow on the afternoon of 10th, and 6 Goosanders were present on 17th. 60 Lesser Redpolls were feeding on Alder seed on 18 th and 20 Siskins joined them on 30th. Mink, Weasel and Water Vole were the best mammal sightings. Waxwing
D. M. Smith
January 2013 This month began with a huge movement of Pink Feet Geese heading for the west coast. Three skeins on 5th totalled 800 birds; they were followed by 5 skeins of 445 on 6th, 100 on 8th and 120 on 13th. A Treecreeper was in the car park on 6 th, 12 Snipe left at dusk on 7th and a Short-eared Owl flew east on 15th. 29 Waxwings were feeding on Cotoneaster berries in the Valley Park on 17 th and 9 were feeding on haws near Bleachcroft Farm on 19th. Meanwhile back at Carlton Marsh 2 Buzzards (1 chasing a Kestrel) were present on 20 th and Roe Deer tracks were left in the snow. 29 Waxwings returned on 22nd and 23rd to feed on haws and rosehips on the roadside near Cudworth Bridges, and a Woodcock was flushed from a path near the reserve. 22 Waxwings were seen in Park Avenue on 25th and 4 Buzzards hunting and calling over the reserve on 26th was a sight to behold. 18
Many birds visited garden bird tables during the cold weather, these included 5 Fieldfares and 4 Stock Doves in Geoff Miller’s garden in Beech Avenue, and 18 species in Chris Parkin’s Barnsley Road garden included 2 Reed Buntings 2 Mistle Thrushes and 25 Blackbirds on 19th. Nyjer seed put out in my garden enticed about 10 Goldfinches, 4 Greenfinch, 2 Bullfinches and 2 Lesser Redpolls. 58 Greenfinches feeding in Les Corrall’s White Cross Road garden on 27 th was exceptional. Ringing recoveries were: Goldfinch T918044 a first winter male was ringed on 19-1-10 in my garden and caught again here feeding on Nyjer seed on 19-02-10. Then it was found dead on 1-12-12 at Grimethorpe a distance of 4 kms east. It was 1047 days between ringing and being found by M. Oliver. Our resident breeding pair of Mute Swans left in early October and then a new pair moved in. The BTO has just informed me that ZZ6976 was ringed as a female when it was at least 3years old on 4/3/2009 at Doncaster, a movement of 23kms WNW. The female is paired with ZZ6801 which was ringed as a second year bird (sex unknown) on 23/3/2008 at Rother Valley Country Park near Killamarsh. A movement of 29kms NNW. Both birds were ringed by Sorby Breck Ringing Group. Hawfinch Hawfinch is our largest and rarest finch. Its extra large conical bill is quite capable of cracking open cherry stones. Rod Heeley is a relative beginner by his own admission, but on November 21st he had a once in a lifetime experience by finding a male Hawfinch in a hawthorn tree that allowed him to watch it from about 15 ft, long enough to be able to reach into his pocket and take a photograph with his phone camera. This Hawfinch species is scarce anywhere, but to get close enough to take the picture below is beyond belief. Little is known about the movements of this bird, over the past 25 years one of the places it could be found locally was Stainborough Castle. Even then the observer was lucky to hear never mind see one. Over recent years it has become far less common so to see one here away from its usual haunt is quite remarkable. It may have been a migrant from the Northern European population passing through? Needless to say it was a new species for Carlton Marsh! Well done Rod. From 1988-1991 there were an estimated 3,000 to 6,500 breeding pairs, but this figure has dramatically reduced. (BTO) The oldest ringing recovery in Britain is 6 years and 9 months old, recovered in 1971. Cliff Gorman - Wildlife Recorder The Cudworth Local History Group will be attending an open day at The Valley Centre, Manor Rd, on Saturday 13th April 2013 from 10 - 4pm. This event is being organised by the Shafton Camera Club who hold their weekly Thursday meetings at the Centre. Why not bring along your old photos of Cudworth village life of the past to share with us? 19
Showing a parade starting at the Dards in the 1980s. We do not know what the parade was for, except that it seems to have a Christmas theme.
Alex Clark (History Group) 20
Computer Problems of Barnsley Established: 2002
01226 239513 or 07779 158 726 “When thi computer goes darn, and tha dunt understand wats gone rong, then dun't get thi coit, get thi phone and call these blokes”
Computer Specialists Desktop, Netbook & Laptop Repairs Networks & Home Setup Qualified staff
Serving Cudworth & Surrounding Areas
Local Family Firm from the “Tarn” 21
A TOUCH OF DOOM an ex-Cudether recalls the places where he was taught and worked 1938 Pontefract Rd. Infants School Demolished 1940 Pontefract Rd. Junior School Demolished 1942 Catholic School, Cudworth Demolished 1944 Holgate Grammar School, Shaw Lane - Demolished 2012 1948 W. J. Frazer Ltd., Monk Bretton Closed 1949 Frickley Colliery, South Elmsall Demolished 1951 Victoria Barracks, Southsea, Hants Demolished 1951 HMS Ceres, Wetherby Demolished 1952 HMS Victory, Portsmouth. Now HMS Nelson 1952 HMS Ariel, Culcheth, Warrington Closed 1953 HMS Kestrel, R.N.A.S. Worthy Down Closed -replaced by HMS Ariel. To Army Pay Corps, now closed 1953 HMS Blackcap, R.N.A.S. Stretton Demolished 1954 HMS Maidstone Scrapped 1978 1955 Working with Admiralty Inspecting Officer Stores Clearance Party Closed 1955 HMS Terror, Singapore To Rep. of Singapore Navy as RSS Panglima 1957 HMS Gamecock, R.N.A.S. Bramcote To Army Junior Leaders Regt. Now closed 1959 HMS Diligence, Hythe To Civilianisation. Now closed 1960 HMS Loch Insh To Royal Malay Navy scrapped 1977 1962 HMS Lochinvar, Port Edgar Demolished 1963 Barnsley GPO, Royal St. To Pitt Street. 1963 Star Paper Mill Demolished 1973 Lyons Bakery (under build) Contractor pulled out (Nordac Ltd.) 1976 NCB Barnsley Main Closed 1976 Grimethorpe Colliery Retâ€™d 1985) Demolished CLARRIE GIBSON
Contentment Just gentle rustling Of leaves on the trees Faintest ripples on waters A warm summers breeze
White fluffy clouds gently float by Warm summer breezes Gently brushing warm brows Sat in a field filled with memories
Corn gently swaying Like waves on the sea Sat in a field full of memories.
Still a warm summer breeze Sun now beginning to set Corn swaying like gentle waves on the sea A field of contentment My memories and me.
Just the faintest of rustling Birds singing sweet Warm ripples of water washing over my feet The sun giving off her warm summers heat. 22
By Gordon Bird 14/06/09
C D M e m o r i al R e n o v a t i o n S e r v i c e s Based in Cudworth covering all the area of Barnsley Offering the following services at realistic prices Cleaning of white marble headstones and full Curbsets Repainting of letters on Black Granite in either Gold or Silver
Raise up and straighten headstones Flagstones or concreting to centre of graves Supply of new stone chippings if required Registered to stabilise unsafe headstones under the Council Scheme of Registered Memorial Masons
Call Carl on 01226 716197 or 07931 927022
F r a n k B r a d l e y M A c h / p od C o mmu n it y Chi ropod y S e rvic e
10 Park Avenue Cudworth Barnsley To make appointments Phone Monday to Friday 5:30 to 6:30pm 01226 713715 Mob 0797 342 4020 23
Walking Stick for Sale A friend of mine recently approached me about helping him write an ad for Ebay. The item he wanted to sell was a exquisitely handcrafted walking stick, which had been in his family for quite some time. My brief was to make it light-hearted. This is what I came up with, which was added to a photo of it. This beautiful, hand carved walking stick was specially made for my great great granddad, who unfortunately was born with no legs, save for the two attached to the bottom of his body. Years later my granddad acquired it and put it to good use since he had got out of the habit of using his right leg. Luckily grandma found the root of his problem, when she spotted him only using his left trouser. In more recent times my severely myopic uncle Burt put it to good use. However, he once inadvertently left his anorexic wife at Kiddingham, since he mistook her for the stick on the passenger seat. When the police returned her two days later, puzzled he commented, “I thought she was unusually quiet!” Upon his demise, recently I had the good fortune to inherit it and was going to paint it white due to my poor vision but alas, it isn’t long enough to use on my cycling excursions. Thus it is with a sad heart, a forlorn kidney and a thoroughly miserable liver that I come to the conclusion, I am no longer able to give it all the attention it so rightfully deserves. So I sincerely hope you can give it a loving home and with only five thousand miles on the clock and having a full service history, I’m sure it will provide you with many a happy jaunt. Any reasonable bid accepted. Needless to say, this generated plenty of interest but the lucky bidder is an eminent one-legged wire-walker from Wakefield who uses it as a balancing aid. By Ronnie Neville
Chewin t Cud Volunteers Concert
Barnsley Rotary Choir
Wednesday 13 th March 2013 Start 7pm - Finish 9pm at Cudworth St John’s Church Hall
Adm i t One £4
Including Refreshments Raffle tickets on sale - 5 for £1 All proceeds to Chewin t Cud 24
Travel Centre (Barnsley) Ltd. A family owned and operated company, K.M. Motors is dedicated to providing quality coach tour holidays designed for your comfort and enjoyment. Following the success of our 2012 tour programme, we will be returning to favourite destinations such as Lake Garda, Alassio and Roses on the Continent and nearer home, the ever-popular British seaside resorts of Blackpool, Llandudno, Morecambe and the Isle of Wight to name just a few. Once again, our programme has been extended for 2013 to include exciting tours to the Cotswolds, Tynemouth, Worthing, Babbacombe, Bracklesham Bay and the Scottish Highlands. With more than forty years experience in arranging and operating British and European tours, you book your holiday safe in the knowledge that you will be travelling with a well-established, reliable operator and for your added piece of mind, our Fair Trading Agreement complies in full with the EC directive on package travel. Our promise is to offer a quality service that is second to none. From the moment you contact our friendly, highly trained staff, we aim to provide an exceptional standard of coaches and drivers plus good quality hotels at the right price. Booking your holiday couldn't be easier - we accept all major credit and debit cards so you can just give us a call and make your reservation by telephone, or why not call into our travel office where we accept cash and cheques. For a great value holiday and first-class service, give us a call on 01226 245564. We look forward to welcoming you on board. K Meynell Your Financial Security In order to comply with package and tour regulations and to protect clients pre-payments, all monies paid are held in a secure clients account and are controlled by independent persons. In accordance with EC directives, funds would be available to cover refunds and repatriation in the unlikely event that we should cease to trade, thus giving you complete security and peace of mind.
52 Market Street Barnsley S70 1SN Telephone 01226 245564 25
Snydale Road - From the past and today
The photo (above) was taken by my late Father (Cliff Stothard) and is earlier than first thought. It was in fact taken in 1935.
In 1935 local builders John Stothard & Sons were involved in the erection of 4 pairs of semi-detached council houses on Snydale Road (Noâ€™s 73 to 87) plus 1 block of semiâ€™s on Methley Street for Cudworth U.D.C. Supplied by Bill Stothard e-mail - Jan 2013 26
P e n i s t o n e C i n e ma O r g a n Tr u s t 2 0 1 3 C o n c e r t P ro g r a m me at the
P e n i s t o n e P a r a mo u n t Invites you to experience the sounds and nostalgia of the mighty Compton Cinema Organ at the Penistone Paramount Shrewsbury Road, Penistone, Barnsley. Sat 9th March
Sat 13th April
Sat 11th May
Sat 8th June
Sat 13th July
Sat 10th August
Kevin Grunill & The Take Two Big Band
Sat 21st September
Sat 12th October
Sat 9th November
Sat 14th December
A Compton Christmas Cracker Kevin Grunill & Andrew Nix
Group Bookings Welcome All Conc erts Comme n c e at 2:30pm Ti cket hotlin e 07944 566 972 We also hold weekly shows every Thursday at St Andrews Church, High Street, Penistone, at 1pm. Come along and hear Kevin Grunill or occasional guest organist playing a selection of popular music including songs from stage, screen and radio on the Allen Digital Theatre Organ. 27
Spot the Difference by Ronnie Neville (7 in total) answers bottom of this page.
John Stothard & Sons Workforce Churchfield Terrace - 1935 3
1. Dennis Hall | 2. Harold Mayes | 3. Dick Longstaff | 4. Chas Spencer 5. Ronald Stothard | 6. Albert Batterham | 7. Les Pygott Supplied by Bill Stothard EDDIE LACEY We were sorry to learn that Eddie passed away on Wednesday 6 th February 2013. Eddie was a member of the Cudworth Probus Club who attended regularly even when he learned he was quite ill. He served as a member of the Cudworth Urban District Council for three years. Our thoughts go to his family he will be sadly missed. goalie's hair | patch on ball | shadow on ball | exclamation mark shadow on player's leg | signature | hair on player's arm 28
222 Barnsley Rd Cudworth Home Made Meat Pies Pasties Buns - Confectionary TAKE AWAY READY FOOD CAKES
PHO NE ORD E RS TAKE N
TEL (01226) 713877
The Unhappy King One of the joys of being a father is telling your kids bedtime stories - I was no exception. Every night I would tuck my two boys in before I started our nightly ritual. What follows is one of my favourites, which they regularly enjoyed in their early twenties. Before you read on, to get the full ambience, may I suggest that you resist the urge to and wait until you settle down, with the lights down, in bed? Right, if you’ve had a glass of water and are all snuggled up, I’ll begin. Long, long ago many years B.C. (Before the Cud.), in a great and powerful kingdom ruled a fair and just king. All his subjects loved him, yet he was very, very unhappy. Looking at the magnificent walls of his great palace only depressed him so he ordered a greater palace to be built. Once complete, the queen, who loved him dearly, organized a great feast for him and invited all the nobility to show off their new abode. This greatly pleased the king yet soon after his spirits sank once again. The king reigned many more years, all the while his heart was heavy. During this period his realm was prosperous and peaceful. Because of this his nobles loved and respected him and so presented him with a chest full of wonderful treasures such as diamonds and gold. This greatly touched the king but still he was unhappy. One day while out hunting with his knights, he rode pass a small but quaint looking cottage. Outside it stood a smiling peasant, who bowed in respect for his master. “Who is that man,” the King inquired? Sniggering one of his knights replied, “Why he is the village idiot Sire.” Despite this, the King was still inquisitive and addressed the peasant, “Sir, you are obviously a man of no treasures or great wealth yet your demeanour is greatly out of step with these facts, prey what have you to say for yourself? The peasant looked slightly taken aback. “Sire, it is true I have no great palace but I possess treasure beyond price. My home is filled with the bounty of love my wife and I share with our children. During the day my ceiling is the sky, the trees are my walls and the grass is my carpet. At night the moon is my candelabra, the stars my silver and the morning sun is my gold. Bathed in this light, the dawn chorus of twittering birds intoxicate me so, I swear I join them in the trees. The mountain spring water is the finest wine. My spirit freely feasts on a feast fit for a king on the friendship freely given by my fellow man. Indeed, I am surrounded by the most wondrous treasures.” The King thanked the smiling peasant, then rode off with his entourage Turning to the knight who had spoken to him earlier, he sighed, “You were right, he’s just a plain and simple idiot.” Nightie nightie Ronnie Neville PHOTOGRAPHS THAT YOU SEND FOR CHEWIN T CUD MAGAZINE. If possible can you please send the original photographs for Chewin t Cud Magazine publication. The reason is, if you send a copy of the originals the quality is not as good. If requested the original photographs will be returned to you (please send S.A.E.) With Thanks:- Malc Pierrepont 30
254b Barnsley Road Cudworth 01226 717272 31
Please send all articles, photo’s etc to: -
Malc Pierrepont, Chewin t Cud Volunteers 13 Stanley Street, Cudworth, Barnsley, S72 8HS
website: www.thecud.talktalk.net - e-mail:- email@example.com Tel:- 01226 710422 (Malc)
Thank you for your Donations and Postage Stamps Some of the names of people that have donated in the last quarter. Customers of Mellor’s Newsagent | Customers of Hair Shop | Customers of Rose Bakery Mary Gommersall | Ray Bell | Olive Smethurst | Tom Williams | Hazel & Albert Wood Gordon & Thora Dix | Kathleen Ash | Ronnie Neville | Stanley Race | Mrs C E Smith Roy Jagger | Janet Bradford | Mrs A McDonald | Mrs R McEwan and all the other people that have left donations.
DONATIONS If a payment or donation to the magazine is to be made by cheque please send to Malc Pierrepont and make your cheque payable to Chewin t Cud Volunteers. Patron: The Right Honourable the Lord Mason of Barnsley. CHEWIN T CUD VOLUNTEERS
Chairman. Don Shenton.
Vice Chairman. Florence Whittlestone.
Hon. Secretaries. George Roberts and Alan Curtis Treasurer:- Malc Pierrepont. Committee:John Hayhoe | Jack Hoyland | Howard Brightmore | Cliff Gorman | Ronnie Neville The views and opinions expressed in this Magazine do not necessarily reflect those of the publishing Committee. Chewin t Cud Volunteers are an entirely independent group and they and Chewin t Cud magazine are not affiliated in any way with any other organisation either locally or nationally. Chewin t Cud Volunteers hold the copyright on Chewin t Cud Magazine. The Editor of Chewin t Cud Magazine reserves the right to edit any material submitted for publishing in Chewin t Cud.
Chewin t Cud on CD-ROM As a result of the demand for back copies of the magazine we now have a complete set of the magazines, available on CD. Price of CD £3.50. The price being: UK £3.50 plus £2.50 post and package = £6. America, Canada, Australia £3.50 plus £5.00 to cover bank charges plus £3.00 post and package = £11.50. Prices for other areas of the world please contact us. For our overseas readers: When we present a cheque to the bank in any other currency than Sterling we are charged for the transaction. Printed by Pyramid Business Print Bear Gardens, Great North Road, Redhouse, Adwick-le-Street, Doncaster, DN6 7EJ Tel 01302 726659 - www.pyramidprinters.co.uk - firstname.lastname@example.org 32