Nostalgia aint what it used to be...The "I remember when......." section is finally with us - lets reminisce!
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came across this on the Evening Telegraph web-site , seems there are only about fifty left in Accy/Hyndburn , maybe Gayle or someone interested in preserving local heritage/culture could start a movement to preserve a few of them for posterity, maybe issue a Blue Peter type badge to local youngsters who have the courage to use it , as a matter of course the required toilet paper would either be the slick sided Izod or the other horrible cheap stuff made out re-cycled wood chips.
We were part way up Whalley Road . . . bit posh!! . . . just below the hospital.
We had an outdoor lavvy (old fashioned spelling!) as well as an indoor bathroom. The outdoor lavvy adjoined the coal shed . . . . . . . and the two of them had an easily accesible roof,. which was so much fun for a small boy when his parents weren't watching.
Don't ever forget the dustbin hole . . . . .for some weird reason (which Jung and Freud and all their brethren would love!) I have a passion for dustbin holes! And remember the keys that accessed them. And remember back streets! War-time . . . . green pig bins?
God but it all happened up back streets. I love them!