Remembering Beech Road ….. 34 years on

Now this little booklet I remember well, and it is a perfect example of how history books come in all sorts of shapes and sizes.

It was found by Marjorie in her attic, and dates from 1990.

We must have a copy, but I have yet to locate it.

The style will be familiar to anyone who has kids or has been involved in a class project which gets students to look at where they live.

In this case, Brookburn’s class three were set the task of recording the shops on Beech Road, and what was once topical is now history.

Of the 21 shops listed, only two remain.

On one level that shouldn’t surprise anyone, given that 34 years have passed since the survey was undertaken.

But I must confess that I was still surprised.

I knew all 21, shopped in most and while some I remember, others, have slipped completely from my memory.

So, the fun will be to revisit the booklet over the next few weeks, which for some of us will be renewing old friendships, but for many others will be a revelation in what once traded on Beech Road before the bar culture arrived.

At which point I note that the booklet contains a © to the school, but given that all our kids went to Brookburn as did Marjorie’s I don’t think the school will mind.

So, I shall await Marjorie’s copy, secure in the knowledge that there are lots more stories to come and close with a thank you to Marjorie.

Location; Chorlton

Pictures; Beech Road, A piece of Chorlton, By the Children of Brookburn School, Brookburn School, 1990

50 years of that school on Brookburn Road .......... what do you remember

Now, whatever our own school days were like, the chances are we remember with fondness those of our kids.

In my case that was Brookburn School, where three of our four attended from the late 1980s through to the beginning of this century.

These were the years Mr. Clegg was head, and our family played their part on the governing body, helping at the school fair and at Saturday football, making the drinks and distributing the biscuits.

So, I was pleased to receive this poster, which I instantly decided, had to become a blog story, along with the trailer of the event in November.

And somewhere we may even have one last remnant of uniform, be it the red jumper, or the white polo shirt, along with the plastic reading bag and some reports.

These may or may not be of use, but I bet the memories of our Ben, Josh and Saul will be, as will be their friends and many others who passed through during that half century.

50 years of Brookburn Primary School ………………… what do you remember?

Now, whatever our own school days were like, the chances are we remember with fondness those of our kids.

In my case that was Brookburn School, where three of our four attended from the late 1980s through to the beginning of this century.

These were the years Mr. Clegg was head, and our family played their part on the governing body, helping at the school fair and at Saturday football, making the drinks and distributing the biscuits.

So, I was pleased to receive this poster, which I instantly decided, had to become a blog story, along with the trailer of the event in November.

And somewhere we may even have one last remnant of uniform, be it the red jumper, or the white polo shirt, along with the plastic reading bag and some reports.

These may or may not be of use, but I bet the memories of our Ben, Josh and Saul will be, as will be their friends and many others who passed through during that half century.