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yer link aint working Bob.:confused:

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I remember the cafe across from Joe Morts. I met my husband in there in 1956 and when I was just a child! My favorite place in Accrington was the coppice, followed by Oak Hill Park and walks round Broadoak. I lived in the Fire Station houses in Manchester Road

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was it "Ciros" then joan? think long ago it was "Wayside" or summat.:confused: ciro was n italian guy who ran it n his daughter used to work behind the counter also, nice people.

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It was The Wayside, owned and run by Stan and Marjorie Forber. I first met my husband there (well, was introduced to him, briefly) in 1960. :)

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when did it become ciros then? must have been only a couple of years after 1960, was ciro's when "Drew" was killed under the railway arch, n think that was july 64/65.:confused:

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I don't know, Cashy. I think it was still Stan's place up until I got married (1962) but I had stopped going to coffee bars by then. :D

Who was Drew and who/what killed him?

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have pmd ya.cashy.

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Let me on the story to Mr C, suspence is killing me.

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Alan , its probably another story about a local murder like Mrs Barker (Gt Harwood late 60s/early 70s ) which locals know who dun-it , but the police have no evidence ;) ;)

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Thats another I cant remember.

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if that was the lady in the shop, a old friend of mine found her body one sat morning, he was a coalman at the time n had just popped in fer summat, funnily enough about a month later me best mate was arrested fer it. its like owt, if plod arrested you or i and said -where were you on sat morning a month ago, ya aint a clue:confused: apparently some git had rang police n gave his name, n as he had a bit of form fer violence, they were convinced it was him. after about 10 hrs n 4/5 suggestions were he might have been, he was let out cos they had established were he was at that time, thanks to the ex landlord of the black bull, who only remembered cos they were partners at dominos that day, n unbeaten. otherwise the landlord said he would never have remembered.:)

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yer man was lucky cashy, back in the days plod
would fit anyone to any crime to keep the books clean
i remember the case though up a side street
past the cross and opposite the tavern,strange at the time :(

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don't i know it beechy.:rolleyes:

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The Pop man! That takes me back.....Playing in Bullough Park and the Punch and Judy shows they had in Summer............Walking up the hill with a sledge in winter and coming all the way down the path at a great rate of knotts.....The Rag and Bone man... and the donkey steps which our parents banned us from playing on .............But we went anyway........... Daring each other to play knock a door run at the Police Hostel...............Happy Days

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The sound of ice cream vans,smell of the womble inn,the hourly peal of st.auls bells whilst camping out,losing my virginity up bullough park,snowy winters aww i feel owd