"Weldon's car park was on the corner of John St with the wall of the trim shop at its rear. Further down the street were originally three rows of terraces.
The one nearest to Shipstones Brewery was demolished before I moved there in '62, leaving just Rob Roy Terrace and Alma Terrace.
But before those, facing our house, there was one small terrace of only 2 houses, Rose Cottages. A Mr Tow (or Toe) lived in one and the other was empty.
I visited him a few times as he was about 90 years old and lived alone. I was amazed to see he still had GAS MANTLE lighting.
The dark yellow smoke stained ceiling was covered in black sooty rings above the mantles. And this was in 1963! He refused to go modern.
He lent me a pile of about 30 Daily Mirror newspapers from the 1940's.
On our row at Alma Terrace, No.1 was the home of Joe Abbott and family and they left to run the Raven Inn (better known as the Dicky Bod)
Joe was an ex-miner and had three sons and one daughter. The eldest son was in the Air Force if I remember correctly, the middle son, Brian worked in Weldon's dyehouse and also had a side line of being a professional wrestler fighting under the name of Leo Larazzi from Milan among other names. He was well built and a likeable and sociable lad.
The youngest brother, David, may have also worked in the dyehouse too.
The daughter June, worked in the Weldon's office and married a chap from there named Melvyn Wheatley. They used to ride about in a Heinkel three wheeler bubble car that you entered from the front,sat down then pulled the door shut with the steering wheel positioning itself.
Another trimmer, Graham Martin then moved into No.1. He did leave Weldon's and worked on a mushroom farm for a while. I lived at No.2 and No.3 was Bill Burton and family. He too was a trimmer and later made foreman on a shift of the machines. I don't think anymore trimmers were living in them.
In Rob Roy Terrace there was a family named Kay and the wife, Lil, worked in the Web room. She is in one of the Web room photos I sent you being presented with flowers on her retirement. They emigrated to Australia in the 60's'
Also there was the May's.Jesse the husband and Daisy his wife with Jesse, the son who also became a legger but left soon after starting.
Another couple there were Jean and Johnny Bramley. I'm not sure if they had a family but Johnny did say to me when he was mixing asbestos in a bucket to lag the steam pipes and presses, " This stuff kills you y'know ". Tragically he died sometime later.
An old lady I looked forward to taking a bet to was Mrs Bertha Bridges, at the end house next to the trimshop wall. She was a 'bookies runner' and took lots of neighbours' bets to the Turf Accountant nearby. But she was well known for her pet birds, a budgie and an African Grey Parrot. I forget their names but they had me in stitches laughing at their word exchanges.You would think they were having a conversation instead of just repeating what Bertha had patiently taught them. Phrases like "He's coming out,Bertha." from one and a reply of "No I'm not,Bertha". or "Be quiet",then "No I'm not...go away."
I have forgotten other phrases but she must have spent hours chatting with them. But then again,she did live alone.
She did tell me she turned down a £200 bid for the parrot. And this was in the 60's!" Ted Marriott.