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Originally Posted by JCB
Wyn , you can probably remember a priest who was at St. Peter's a million years ago .
I can picture him walking down Willows Lane to the school in his cassock and wearing a biretta . More Catholic than the Pope . 
I pass it sometimes on my way up from town . I see Peter Crook , I think that's his name , going into the church . He used to live in Willows Lane near the top of Ormerod Street . When I was living up Fern Gore I would often have to go down the lane to Ingham's butchers and Whittaker's confectioner's . Peter's mum would be outside their front camping . Come back in two hours , and she would still be there camping . 
Days when people had time and were not caught up in the frenzied rush of our 21st century life . |
Yep, I still see Peter up the Stanley from time to time. The priest you remember was probably Eric Franklin who was there in the late 50's/early 60's. St Peter's always was High Church back in the day (or "smells and bells" as some folk like to put it!).