Towards the end of the war on my seventh birthday my grandfather gave me a book of short stories by an American author, O Henry. On the inside of the cover my Grandfather or someone else had written these words: And I have remarked that a true delineation […]
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The landscape of so many cities and towns throughout Britain has changed dramatically since the war especially the centres containing the streets with the various individual shops sitting side by side. Wolverhampton, for example, in the heart of the Midlands was never a classic picture postcard town. I suppose mainly […]
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After the minimal protest “The Old Fox” has gone and North Street is once more bereft. While I grieve for the loss of the “Fox” ( Late Wanderer) I grieve for myself too. For what I have lost for and for what is past and can never be brought back. […]
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WHAT’S HAPPENED TO NORTH STREET? North Street. dominated by the Telephone exchange ,on one side and the Civic Centre on the other – is not really a street any more since the ring road came and cut it in half. Today in 2015, with Wadhams Hill gone, The Town Hall, Civic Hall […]
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Memories last longer than Dreams- Lets share them! Here in Wolverhampton everything that surrounds us in our everyday lives, every street, supermarket, football ground, university and park, even the land your house is built on is a reminder of something else that was there in the past. The hoardings […]
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AND EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY The Joy of reading came to me in North Street Anyone who in the 1950’s, who made the trip to the Molineux grounds, or may have taken a trolley bus ride too and from Fordhouses, or the petrol bus to Brewood,or […]
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When market trading in fruit and vegetables was in its prime. Looking to the west from the terrace of St Peter’s Church with the greenery of the West Park in the background, we see in the foreground in all its olde world splendour, the old market patch, Wolverhampton pictured in the […]
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The Grand Theatre the only surviving theatre in the Black Country today in 2013, designed by eminent architect Charles J. Phipps, and constructed by Wolverhampton builder Henry Gough in the splendid location of new Lichfield Street, in 1894. It is today considered by many as the finest theatre in […]
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The telegram said ‘killed in action’ and the tears flowed. But this wartime hero had a cold nose and four legs. Doris Blakeley nee Berry recollects a wartime memory: Doris Berry was born in Chester Street, Whitmore Reans in 1921, but when she was five her grandmother who had a […]
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THE BARBERS! A pre-war child’s definition.. A shop or front parlour, where a parent (usually father) took a boy to be almost scalped, and to indulge himself in a masochistic act of being singed across the back of the head with a flaming taper. This practice went on at least […]
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Like every other town and city, over the years old Wolverhampton has had its share of unusual folk. In the 80’s we had Dave the radio carrying cowboy, who handed over to Ezra the Dudley Street Evangelist. The picture below shows a great Wolverhampton character of yesteryear. Miss Gibson, had […]
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The illustrated talk I chose to do that day seemed appropriate for the occasion and the venue – The Civic Centre. Now with this talk I try to give my interpretation of how the area, now occupied by our present seat of government has changed in appearance over the past […]
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