Originally Posted by mobertol (Post 951538)

Used to walk every day from Paddock House to my Grand-parents on Exchange Street with my friend Andrea-we'd sometimes have a dinner from the chippy on the way (very unhealthy) or take sandwiches. Nanny would make us tea and offer cherry buns or Parkin.
We'd watch a programme called The Sullivans set in WW2 in Australia. My sister Denise walked down from Holy Family every day with her friends Catherine and Pauline....a great time was had by all.

Over 20 yrs on -we'd lost touch with Catherine and Pauline but my friend was called out to the suspicious death of a child last year (she's a police Inspectior). When she got there, the severely handicapped child's mother turned out to be Pauline - her son had died in his sleep, he had Cerebral Palsey. Andrea stopped all investigation and signed the necessary foms to save her the anguish of an autopsy and inquiry....

Walking is good excercise....and a great way to free the mind.

Originally Posted by mobertol (Post 951538)

Used to walk every day from Paddock House to my Grand-parents on Exchange Street with my friend Andrea

Originally Posted by garinda (Post 951544)

Mrs. Jessop!

I knew you reminded me of someone.

Not in The Sullivans, but when she played the nice maths mistress, in Picnic at Hanging Rock.

;):D

Originally Posted by Alvin the chipmunk (Post 953605)

It never ceases to amaze me how people chuck away money on taxis, buses et al for journeys that are in reasonable walking distance. Would much rather set off half an hour earlier and walk.

I often walk from Accrington to Higham via Clayton to visit an old school friend. Its underrated!!! :)

Originally Posted by Alvin the chipmunk (Post 953605)

It never ceases to amaze me how people chuck away money on taxis, buses et al for journeys that are in reasonable walking distance. Would much rather set off half an hour earlier and walk.

I often walk from Accrington to Higham via Clayton to visit an old school friend. Its underrated!!! :)

Originally Posted by jaysay (Post 953680)

To be honest Alvin when I was in my teens and out on the lash, you had to walk home after nights out because there were just no taxis to be had, around midnight on a Saturday night Blackburn road looked like it was mid-day with people walking home to Church and Ossy after a night out in Accy. I amuses me how young lads and lasses met for a drink in the local then ring a taxi to go down town, it was the bus or shankes in our day, hence the meeting place was the deck, were everybody met up before hitting the pubs or taking the girlfriend to the flicks

Originally Posted by susie123 (Post 953961)

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Ah, the deck... happy memories. You and I are the same age so our paths probably crossed down there at some point.

Even though I don't drive I would never think of taking a taxi, even before I got my bus pass. I like the challenge of finding my way on public transport. On my street there are 25 houses, some in flats, and taxis are always coming and going. The users seem mainly to be those on benefit, the only ones with the money, too lazy to walk anywhere or maybe they don't have the nous to read a bus timetable.

Originally Posted by Stevie R (Post 956473)

I used to walk home from the Cavendish at Blackburn to Helmshore quite a few times,never considered a taxi,but most common walk home was from the Bridge on Church St.,then when the Pickwick opened that was the place.I remember walking home with my brother and reaching Rising Bridge when it started to snow,I mean blizzard,no cars to thumb a lift from,complete whiteout but we both had coats and we made it home.Does anyone take a coat these days?