red cloggs

who remembers red cloggs was he a myth or a real person i know i used to be scared of him when iwas a kid in the sixtys i thought he lived down platt lane in a celler

Hello gypo julie, there's many a tale about Red Clogs circulating in the Wigan areas, type Red Clogs into the search bar, the link below is from off there.

Red Clogs

welcome to ww julie youve given yourself the right user name ...

I used to wear clogs when I were nowt bur a nipper and the clog repairer only lived a few doors away.

I thought he haunted the tip at Taylor Pit, got hit by a landslide and all that was left was his red clogs.

As a kid I was told that Red Clogs haunted Alexsandra pit at Whelley, he'd been killed and his clogs were fouund covered in blood, hence the name. When I worked down the pit if anything strange happened It was often blamed on Red Clogs.

They have the 'red clogs' tale anywhere there's a coal mine. But the name can be Tommy red clogs, or Jimmy red clogs etc.
Only once did I hear of a ghost called blue clogs, and I think his name was Billy.

He was a friend of Jinny Greenteeth, a part of everyone's childhood.

And Jimmy Lastic

it wasn't jinny greenteeth it was nanny greenteeth and she lived in the cut at side of canal, dragged you in and under if you went swimming there.

Always Jinny Greenteeth when I was a lad. They could have been related, though!

could have been, where's the family tree, I've never heard of jinny greenteeth is it a Wigan saying???

I believe 'nanny' Greenteeth is the Wigan version, mavis.

Nanny Greenteeth when I was a Lad

Parents told me horrible stories about red clogs , suprised i ever slept nights

You would think so if you was down a pit and the old story teller had told you about red clogs ,then you had to work the back road to the pit-e on your own at 15/16 years of age

Guess your right Dougie , i would have ran rather than walk lol

was he purple aki's dad

My hubby remembers " singin Lillie " from when he worked in the pit at bickershaw.

Singin Lillie's a currant cake.

Anyone remember the bloodsuckers in borsdane brook,if you were paddlin and one got you it would suck all yer blood.

Yes singing Lillie was a currant cake too, it was sold in the pit canteen but hubby does not know if the cake was named after the ghost or it was the other way round!

I think it got the name because it made a kind of whistling noise when it was still hot,mi Mam made one every Sunday.

Haven't heard of Singing Lillie before, heard of Singing Hinnie though, same ingredients so probably got changed from hinnie to lillie over the years.

Singing Hinnies

I was told red clogs used to go under the "Iron Bridge" in Aspull ( bottom of the line to the locals).
When i was a kid i was told that anyone in the iron bridge area after dark would meet red clogs and me being a nipper used to leg it under the iron bridge just before 7 and darkness.
I laugh about it now but at the time it was really scary.

In this day and age, instead of being Tommy Red clogs, he'd more than likely be 'Nigel Pink Clogs', and he'd touch your bottom and give you a big kiss if you went in a lonely place on your own!

Singing lily was part of the diet of most kids in Ince when Iwas growing up, but more commonly known as CORRUNT CAKE.
Well it sounded like that

my mum used to bake currant cake on a sunday it was good with butter on

The true story of RED CLOGS.
In the mid to late 1920s a Canadian man came to England. He was about 7feet or more tall and wore bright red coloured clogs.His picture was front page news in the newspapers because of his size and was referred to as the Giant and because he wore the red cloggs was known as Giant Red Clogs.
From that time,Parents used to threaten their children by telling them Giant Red Clogs would come and take them away.
Another true part of that story was when my two older brothers had not been on their best behaviour an uncle of ours who was quite big himself, stood on a box outside the front window and pretended to be Red Clogs. He tapped on the window and nearly frightened us to death.

I suppose it all happened 'in Wigan', eh.?

i think we were told he lived in cellar in a derelict house on platt lane so we would not go mooching in the old houses but we still did and we were terrified when it went dark we used to dare each other to go and have a look

And the late Walter Hurst, Snr, the Hindley Glogger (even his son, Walter Junior has now gone to the great cloggery in the sky) produced the dainty red clogs for Wigan's last performing lady clog dancer some time in the late sixties (sadly, I can't remember her name). They were a work of art! I wrote about them in the Lancashire Evening Post and Chronicle at the time. Old Walter was tickled pink to see himself pictured in the paper with one of the wee clogs held in each hand. Cheers. Neil

When I was young, Red Cloggs lived in the Devil's cave at the bottom of maloney's brew (now gone, buried under the new dam) and haunted all around the whiteheads,botom of Coppul Lane and on the Camels Hump, also there is the white lady who also haunts these places and many years ago was seen in a house in Riverside Avenue.

I met his smart arse brother once,he was clever cloggs.

Boooooooo.

I knew walter hurst junior, he was alaugh a minute and in my opinion a very nice man. his dad used to make mt clogs.

I always thought Red Clogs lived in the cellar at Dolly Grays shop on Platt Lane perhaps Gypo Julie has the same story well she's my sister!

I was always told he worked and died at Bryn pit?