General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

Tommy:

Yes, you're right, it was more like a tunnel, a very narrow one, even in the eyes of us kids.

I've no idea what happened there after we left Darlington Street but, as you say, the old bridge had to be demolished and the new one put in place later.

We left Darlington Street in or around 1959 but, before that, my brother and I on Sunday afternoons would go to our granny's house at 55 Caroline Street for tea.

We'd have to run all the way up that walkway then cross over the road. Almost no traffic back then, but we still had to be careful.

Facing Caroline Street on the corner of a part of Chapel Lane, there was a little shop, and I can't remember what they sold, but I think it was a grocer's shop.

Granny's house was very Victorian and she only had gas mantles to light before dark; an old-fashioned black-leaded Yorkshire range, a rocking chair, and a 3-legged table in the middle of the room. Her paid companion, Emily, would treat us with cakes, sandwiches and cups of tea in fine China and .....

So sorry, I have seriously digressed from the original post.

Apologies to Bentlegs as this has nowt to do with anything, but memories have stemmed from this, and that's your fault, Tommy.