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Originally Posted by Rowlf
It was my great grandfather who was landlord of the Black Bull. His name was Thomas Edward Smith. He lived in a cottage at the side of the pub which is now the car park I believe. He was a miner previously holding the position of President of the Accrington and District Miners Federation and when he retired from that his son, my grandfather Harry Smith, took over the role. My dad was born across the road from the Black Bull in Ormerod Row then at No 1 James Street until he married my mum and moved to Hapton. I have never lived in Huncoat. My dads eldest sister Hilda lived in the village all her life.She died in 2003. She was a governor at the village school I think. I know she unveiled the plaque in the school to the men of WW1 who lost their lives.
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Many thanks for that Rowlf, the cottage that you refer to is still there, it was used as the kitchen of the pub for many years. Ormerod Row was still in existance up until probably the 1960s.
My first taste of ale was in the Black Bull in 1961, when I was only 14 year's old and the landlord at the time was a man called Jack Fender, he was married to a lady called Hilda and their daughter I believe married the owner of the Little clock shop on Warner Street, hence my pun on my last post as (at the "time"), could the aforsaid Hilda have been one of your relatives?
Just as an aside, the cottage that you mentioned has had a coffin in the bedroom for as long as I can remember.