Re: A happy memory of growing up here.
Remember one snowy afternoon, I'd be about 9, going with my dad from our home in Rishton - up Close Brow, past Star Delph to the New Inns Pub. My dad knew the landlord there as he collected the rates from them. The pub was closed, but we were invited into the kitchen to sit by a log fire and given crumpets to eat. Mum shouted at us when we got back as it was dark - think it was before the war ended as my Dad had his A.R.P. torch with him with a shade on it, as you weren't allowed to show lights.
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