Tuesday, 15 July 2014

That well known book on Chorlton's history

Now anyone who knows me knows that I am modest and not one to shout above the crowd but ever so often in a piece of outrageous self promotion I wallow in a bit of self advertising.

That said the picture is by Andy Robertson who just happened to be passing through Waterstones today, he could also have lingered long in Chorlton Book shop where I believe there are signed copies.

Picture; in Waterstone's July 15, 2014, courtesy of Andy Robertson 

*A new book for Chorlton, http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/2011/11/the-story-of-chorlton-cum-hardy.html

Sunday, 13 July 2014

What was that building at 419 Barlow Moor Road?

Now I am pretty sure that the date above this building is 1885, but I confess I am being lazy and haven’t walked up the road to check.

The building in 2014
Either way I am certain that it dates from the back end of that decade and that presents the mystery.

On the odd occasion I have been in Leon’s which now occupies the place I have often wondered what the building was originally.

I always knew it didn’t start as a fabric shop and Leon’s own web site confirms that while they “are a third generation family business specialising in fabrics for over 80 years” they began  from “humble beginnings on market stalls around the UK.”*

The building in 1959
So as you do I went looking in the digital archive and found an image from 1959 with the accompanying notes that "419/421 Barlow Moor Road, printing works originally built for laundry.  House adjoining used as offices for printers.”

In 1934 this was the Rapid Works [Printing] and so far a trawl of the Manchester Guardian classified section for the 1930s has drawn a blank so I think it will have to wait for a visit to Central Ref and the street directories for the period.

But there is also a mystery because there is no listing for the building in the early 20th as a laundry, printers or something else.

Now I know there will be answer and it will be staring me in the face so I h shall just have to go off and solve it.

And within an hour of the story being posted, Janice commented “my mum's neighbour worked there from when I was little  in the 1950's till the 70's and it was still Rapid then.

I am sure that it was still there into the 80's.  I will ask the sister of the lady who worked there, I know it changed hands at some point and lots of young people in the 60's in Chorlton went to work there or Nuttals' box factory on Beech Road.  Some of them must remember."

Pictures;, the building on Barlow Moor Road, from the collection of Andy Robertson and in 1959 by R.E. Stanley m17530, courtesy of Manchester Libraries, Information and Archives, Manchester City Council, http://images.manchester.gov.uk/index.php?session=pass

*Leon’s, http://www.leonsfabrics.co.uk/

**Manchester Local Image Collection, http://images.manchester.gov.uk/index.php?session=pass

Reflections on what they did to Hough End Hall over the last half century

I don’t think I have ever come across such a wanton piece of vandalism but then I haven’t seen that much of the world.

The hall late 19th century
That said I can still not get my head around what someone or collection of people have done to Hough End Hall.

This was an Elizabeth country house built in 1596 and even though it has undergone many changes during its 400 years there was much in the place that linked its time as a Tudor family home and centre of a large country estate with its time as a farm house.

As late as the 1950s the internal structure which I guess had evolved from the late 18th century when the property became the home of tenant farmers was still there, including living and sleeping areas, a kitchen and even a mangle room.

The restored hall, with altered front entrance 2014
All those rooms have gone and in their place are just two open spaces one on the ground floor, the other above and no obvious access to the attics.

And if that were not enough at some point it was decided to create  new false ceilings with false beams and plaster which in turn were hidden by another false ceiling of polystyrene tiles.

And in the way of things the ceiling tiles have begun to fall down revealing the imitation beams which themselves have been smashed at the edges and drilled through with a series of holes.

Now I fully understand the commercial considerations that drove the original conversion which was part of a development which saw the errection of the two big office blocks which dwarf the Hall.

North elevation 2014
Back then a succession of development companies made soothing noises about the importance of the Hall and the final plan was signed off with the promise of a sympathetic restoration which would add nothing and take nothing away.

That sadly proved not to be the case and at least one voice was raised in protest at what was a restoration bodge both inside and out.

Just what the damage to the inside was I have yet to discover, but it is clear that it didn’t stop there and its subsequent history as a restaurant and suite of offices will also have added to the vandalism.

So I return to that simple observation that even given all the commercial considerations operating over the last half century, a pack of architects who went into their chosen profession because they appreciated good buildings could conspire to rip out or hide anything and everything that was unique and historic about it.

The Hall during the late 19th century
But before I am accused of romantic tosh I am well aware of what two centuries of being a farmhouse also did to the Hall.

In its final years the south side had been converted into a smithy and around our Elizabethan building had grown up a lot of additional agricultural buildings most of which were not that well built and had pretty much come to the end of of their useful life by the mid 20th century.

Some however would have been useful in understanding the later period of the Hall's history but they have all gone and so that just leaves the Hall.

Now I was in there yesterday  felt that over abiding feeling of loss at what has gone.  Daft as it might sound I wanted to touch something of its history even if it was a beam or bit of stone.

The hall in 2014
And there are bits of beam which have been placed in the most bizarre places and what looks like part of an exterior stone arch in the middle of the ground floor where it has no purpose along with a section of stone window which now forms part of an internal kitchen wall.

Back in 1973 one journalist concluded that perhaps the decent thing was to let it crumble away rather than undergo the indignity of destruction by the hand of countless developers and architects.

I am not so sure.  Despite all that has gone before the Hall is still there and the current plans to buy it and use it for the community may yet give it a purpose.

That will never bring back what has been lost but will at least make me feel happier.

Pictures; Hough End Hall, July 2014 from the collection of Andrew Simpson, and the hall in happier days from the Lloyd collection

Mr Pott's and his ghost sign on Castle Street in Stockport

I would like to know more about W.H. Potts, what he sold and when he decided to have the sign painted.

But that is the problem with ghost signs.  The individual and the business they advertise have long since vanished and that pretty much scuppers any attempt to know more.

Sometimes the company is a well known one and is still trading, so when Neil Simpson sent me a collection of six advertising Beecham’s Pills the research was easy.

And even if the company has long gone it is often possible to tease out their story from old photographs, street directories and even from oral testimony.

Which is how I tracked down one Joseph Emerson, tailor at 28 Market Place, whose hand painted sign still adorns a wall near the covered in market in Stockport.

My friend Sally had come across the sign snapped it and sent it on to me.  It was as they say a text book case in rediscovering a lost business.

And even when the trail goes cold there can be something interesting to discover, so it was with Angie’s picture of a long lost chemist’s in Stalybridge which while I could find nothing about the shop or its owner led me off on a journey investigating the building itself.

But at present Mr Pott’s has me stumped.

It was collected by Stephen Marland and can be seen on a gable end on Castle Street in Stockport.

In time its story will be revealed, but not quite yet.

Picture; courtesy of Stephen Marland




*Just when you thought there were no more, ...... four ghost signs, http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/just-when-you-thought-there-were-no.html

**In the Market Place in Stockport in 1905

***A ghost sign in Stalybridge and hints of something more, http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/Stalybridge%20in%20the%202000s




Saturday, 12 July 2014

Mr Ratcliffe’s Rent Book .... another story by Sally Dervan

I always enjoy Sally's history posts.


9 Higher Ardwick, circa 1920s
This one I particularly like because it gets to the heart of what recording the past is all about

"In my work with older people one of the things I do a lot of is talking to them about their past lives. 

It is something I have always enjoyed from being a young girl when I would sit holding my nana's knitting wool while she wound it, and listening to her stories as a distraction from my aching arms .

Because most of the people I work with have grown up in Manchester, I find their stories fascinating. 


The shop circa 1920s
Often they will have crystal clear memories of a childhood that happened seventy or eighty years ago.

They are able to tell me more than I could ever have got from any book about a Manchester that was well before my time, but still seems very familiar.

Several years ago, we decided to set up a "reminiscence room" at our centre. 

Some of the people who attend the centre brought me things to include in the room. 

Often these things came with an apology “it’s only rubbish “or "if you don't want it, throw it away, they will only be thrown out when I die." 

The things we were given were wonderful, not worth anything in monetary terms, but pieces of the Manchester jigsaw, giving us a wonderful glimpse into the past.


The Rent Book, 1924
As an example, here are two rent books, from the years 1924 and 1925. 

The rent to be paid to a Mr William Ratcliffe, with offices at 41 Fountain Street, Manchester. 

The property in question "9 Higher Ardwick”. 

The lady who gave me the rent books said that 9 Higher Ardwick was her family's Tobacconist and sweet shop for a number of years. 

She also gave me a very faded photo of the shop, a black and white building, and I can just make out the adverts for Fry's Chocolate on the front boards. 

The shop has gent’s hairdressers on one side of it and shop advertising “Battery Service “on the other. 

The rent, paid regularly and marked in the book with a pencil was 9s 11d per week. 


Mr Ratcliffe'e rent, 1924
The amount stayed exactly the same over the full two years I have the rent books for.  
Mr Ratcliffe required one week’s notice if you wanted to leave and respectfully requested that “No pigeons or fowls be kept on the premises"

The lady who gave me these precious items was a long standing resident of Wythenshawe, her family having moved there in the 1940s, probably to get away from the smokers of smoky old Ardwick. 

These items had stayed with her through all of those years of change and they will remain at our centre to inform people and to spark off other people's memories.


Found in a cupboard
Without these items I would probably never have peeped inside 9 Higher Ardwick, but the documents give a sense of what it was like to be the tenant of such a property and I imagine the family felt a pride in being shop keepers and in paying their rent on time.

These little snippets from history help to fill in the gaps and bring the past back to life.

I mean to say, how I would ever have known you couldn't keep chickens in a tobacconists shop in Ardwick if the memories and the bits and pieces hadn't been valued and recalled!"

© Sally Dervan, 2014

Pictures; from the collection of Sally Dervan

Friday, 11 July 2014

The way we were..........Moss Side in the early 1950s

Now I like collecting and sharing family snaps which are often one of the most revealing ways we can find out about the past.

And so here over the next few weeks are some from the collection of Ken Fish.

They will include pictures of family and friends preparing to go leave for the seaside in the 1920s and 30s and some unique photographs of shows at the old Hulme Hippodrome.

There won’t be much in the way of text, instead I shall let the image do the talking.

This is one of my favourites showing Ken’s sister and two friends in Moss Side in the early 1950s.

Picture; courtesy of Ken Fish

From Chorlton to a car boot sale in Cheshire

Well it had to come, the day one of the books you wrote turns up in a car boot sale.

Now David who came across a copy of The Story of Chorlton-cum-Hardy was a tad apologetic about bringing me the news.*

And there is something about seeing a piece of work you have laboured over pop up in the back of someone's car ready to go on a trestle table along with sundry kitchen utensils and that painting by amateur artist Aunt Ethel.

But that is the way of things.

And long ago I accepted that its retail value in the shops was undercut by Amazon and other cheap mail order firms.

David assures me that the people selling it had read it, enjoyed it but were just downsizing.

Not that I am upset, Chorlton Book shop tell me they still sell roughly one a week and have just ordered in a new batch.

It is also on the shelves of the big shops in town and continues to receive good reviews.

All this I say not out of egotism but recognition that it is still being read, so while I always knew it would never reach the sale rate of a Harry Potter novel I am pleased.

And of course this way the book is being read all over again.

David bought it at a knock down rate and has promised to review it all over again on his blog. **

So, adapting that American newspaper headline from a Presidential victory, "We all win."

Picture; adapted by Peter Topping

*The Story of Chorlton-cum-Hardy, http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/2011/11/the-story-of-chorlton-cum-hardy.html

** The Didsbury Village Bookshop, http://www.didsburyvillagebookshop.co.uk/