Playing Out

south aussie said:
Was he the official water baillif or just a pain in the bum?
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Bill Dash was the officially paid water bailiff and caretaker of several lodges,sluices and waterways around Church & Ozzy.....he lived at no1 Lodge House, with his wife Mary and( as mentioned.his grandson Harry 'muck' Sumner)..right beside the lodge that is now a housing estate.The other lodge on the other side of the railway is now a housing estate too.Dash could make anything....fix anything,particularly watches and loads of people would bring their broken watches or fobs and even 'clocks to him to be fixed.He could do tricks and was a real artful dodger at stacking a deck of cards!..the house stood on it's own beside the little stream that still runs ....opposite was rists cable factory,over the wall was the pickups pub bowling green and a couple of plots.Other side was the school and the drill hall club/house and barracks house...they had bonfires by the lodge and Bill Dash used to light rockets and let them go off in his hand !They flew the Union jack at half mast at the Church Con Club when he died on 28th janruary 1968 aged 70.
 
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shall bid said:
Bill Dash was the officially paid water bailiff and caretaker of several lodges,sluices and waterways around Church & Ozzy.....he lived at no1 Lodge House, with his wife Mary and( as mentioned.his grandson Harry 'muck' Sumner)..right beside the lodge that is now a housing estate.The other lodge on the other side of the railway is now a housing estate too.Dash could make anything....fix anything,particularly watches and loads of people would bring their broken watches or fobs and even 'clocks to him to be fixed.He could do tricks and was a real artful dodger at stacking a deck of cards!..the house stood on it's own beside the little stream that still runs ....opposite was rists cable factory,over the wall was the pickups pub bowling green and a couple of plots.Other side was the school and the drill hall club/house and barracks house...they had bonfires by the lodge and Bill Dash used to light rockets and let them go off in his hand !They flew the Union jack at half mast at the Church Con Club when he died on 28th janruary 1968 aged 70.
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Me thinks you knew Bill very well:rolleyes:
 
Judith Addison said:
Playing out was all the rage in the 1950s. You couldn't wait to gobble your tea down and call for your friends. On Catlow Hall Street, Oswaldtwistle, a big group of us used to play out, children/young people aged from about 2 to 14 - skipping with the big rope, etc. When I was about 9 I used to play with a few girls - all sorts of games - "May I", "Mary, Mary, may I cross your golden water", "What time is it Mr. Wolf?" We used to play "Tracking" by chalking arrows on the pavement for others to follow. Of course you could go in Rhyddings Park and play on the swings, "death plank", roundabout, umbrella and slide. At Hippings Methodist School we used to play games in the school yard, e.g. "The big ship sails through the alley-alley-o". On May Day we used to dance round the May Pole in the school yard. Girls wore their best dresses - it always seemed to be nice weather. The younger children danced round to "Dancing round the May Pole, merrily we go". The older children did a more complicated dance to "Come lasses and lads" - somehow the ribbons ended up plaited, if you got it right! We used to play ball games in Hippings Methodist school yard, but woe betide you if the ball went over Mr. Whalley's back yard wall (school caretaker)! In the church yard we used to look at the "moving statue". There were always crazes for different games - yoyos, hula hoops, etc. Every year we had a bulb show and had to grow hyacinths or daffodils for an exhibition in Ossy Town Hall. At Christmas we had a great time - Monday was school concert, Tuesday was party (with green jelly), Wednesday was carol service in the old chapel - remember Mr. Chapman and Mr. Sanderson, the Methodist ministers? On 24th May we celebrated Empire Day. One of the "big girls" dressed as Britannia.
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And now there is Playstation:eek: Sheesh ... kids have lost a lot.:mad:
 
Judith Addison said:
Playing out was all the rage in the 1950s. You couldn't wait to gobble your tea down and call for your friends. On Catlow Hall Street, Oswaldtwistle, a big group of us used to play out, children/young people aged from about 2 to 14 - skipping with the big rope, etc. When I was about 9 I used to play with a few girls - all sorts of games - "May I", "Mary, Mary, may I cross your golden water", "What time is it Mr. Wolf?" We used to play "Tracking" by chalking arrows on the pavement for others to follow. Of course you could go in Rhyddings Park and play on the swings, "death plank", roundabout, umbrella and slide. At Hippings Methodist School we used to play games in the school yard, e.g. "The big ship sails through the alley-alley-o". On May Day we used to dance round the May Pole in the school yard. Girls wore their best dresses - it always seemed to be nice weather. The younger children danced round to "Dancing round the May Pole, merrily we go". The older children did a more complicated dance to "Come lasses and lads" - somehow the ribbons ended up plaited, if you got it right! We used to play ball games in Hippings Methodist school yard, but woe betide you if the ball went over Mr. Whalley's back yard wall (school caretaker)! In the church yard we used to look at the "moving statue". There were always crazes for different games - yoyos, hula hoops, etc. Every year we had a bulb show and had to grow hyacinths or daffodils for an exhibition in Ossy Town Hall. At Christmas we had a great time - Monday was school concert, Tuesday was party (with green jelly), Wednesday was carol service in the old chapel - remember Mr. Chapman and Mr. Sanderson, the Methodist ministers? On 24th May we celebrated Empire Day. One of the "big girls" dressed as Britannia.
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And now we have Playstation ... kids have lost a lot.:mad:
 
I was raised and played out on Hornby St and Rhyddings Park.
Ken Hargreaves lived nearby on WatsonSt.
We kids felt sorry for him because his mum would never let him play out.
We did call for him sometimes but he never could.

PS when I met Anne Widdecombe she was very amused that I knew Ken when 'he was in short pants'
 
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MargaretR said:
I was raised and played out on Hornby St and Rhyddings Park.
Ken Hargreaves lived nearby on WatsonSt.
We kids felt sorry for him because his mum would never let him play out.
We did call for him sometimes but he never could.

PS when I met Anne Widdecombe she was very amused that I knew Ken when 'he was in short pants'
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Ya Margaret old May used to keep in tied to her apron strings, and its just the type of thing that would amuse the Widdows, JKH in short pants:D
 
Tonight (mon 24th Jan) on BBC4 at 7.30 is a programme about old style playground games.
It clashes with Coronation St but you could watch later on BBCi player:rolleyes:
 
I had not heard of Fresh Air Freddie. I am reminded of a man with loads of convictions for 'flashing' He got locked up again and the polioceman relaised it was his 60th (?)birthday. He said "Why not retire and call it a day now?" He replied, 'No, I think i'll stick it out for another year" -

Playing out for me mostly meant football. I spent hours with George Plumpton in the light of Foster's chip shop window in Persia st. The street lamp was a goal post. I used to like gang warfare on Nelson Square and climbing on t'coits.
 
Bob Dobson said:
I had not heard of Fresh Air Freddie. I am reminded of a man with loads of convictions for 'flashing' He got locked up again and the polioceman relaised it was his 60th (?)birthday. He said "Why not retire and call it a day now?" He replied, 'No, I think i'll stick it out for another year" -

Playing out for me mostly meant football. I spent hours with George Plumpton in the light of Foster's chip shop window in Persia st. The street lamp was a goal post. I used to like gang warfare on Nelson Square and climbing on t'coits.
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Hey Bob, we used to come from Ossie to near Persia St. to steal (or should I say borrow!) wood for Bonfire night. If I'd known there were 'gang bosses' like you I'd never have let the Ossie lads persuade me to go on these raids.
(Obviously, it was the girls who had to steal not the 'mincing' males hiding behind us.
Oh happy days!!
 
south aussie said:
I seem to remember a bit of a bully boy who lived down Monarch street way[terrorised us younger kids],who was good at Raiding at bonfire time.:D:D:D
But that was all part of the game!
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Not me mi Lud, I was always in Pete Parkers Gang:D:D:D
 
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