Photo-a-Day (Thursday, 17th November, 2022)
According to a television programme broadcast in 1957, Bud Flanagan said that he wrote the song in Derby in 1927, and first performed it a week later at the Pier Pavilion, Southport. It refers to the arches of Derby's Friargate Railway Bridge and to the street homeless men who slept there during the Great Depression
So Alice that would mean Bud traveled through Wigan on his way to Southport.
He might have changed trains and if he was early for his Southport train could have walked down Wallgate and saw these very same arches, which would have reminded him of the first ones he saw in Derby and then he could have sat on Wigan Wallgate station platform writing the song.
Just like Paul Simon did on Widnes station when he was Homeward Bound.
These arches were being put to a better use when they were vehicle windscreen suppliers and repairers and tyre fitters workshops, at least they did offer folks something that was beneficial and worth their time and money in going to there.
It isn't actually a safe area to have folks walking around 'three sheets to the wind' with alcohol, especially with nowhere to walk along except in a busy road.
Cyril, don't be mistaken about who Abram Alice is!
At a fiver a pint you’d need to be three sheets to the wind to even consider going in those bars Cyril , seeing as how a reasonably decent Côtes du Rhône can be purchased for less than what yon lot are asking for a pint of distilled chemicals .
Next thing , the populace is bleating on about pubs closing …
Now why should that be the case I wonder ?
I’m just waiting for someone to tell me that a pint of distilled chemical formula can be obtained there for £4.50
… or even less perhaps during happy hour .
O.K. So go ahead , feel free blow your hard earned dole money on p*ss if that’s your objective … Just do me one small favour if you would though .
Don’t leave one in the pump for me …eh?
But I’ve omitted to mention the added attraction of the fact that one is able sit outside on the pavement ( WP ) and inhale the invigorating exhaust vapour emanating from the constant flow of passing traffic .
I’d willingly pay a fiver to sit and watch those lardheads pretend to be on the Champs Élysée. I would…really I would .
Fortunately , there is no charge at this moment…but watch this space .
Mick hast upset one of them women commentators again, because thays not geet many comments on your photos owd lad.
Must be no memories floating around from the Wallgate end of town
I fully agree Cyril,10 year back I occasionally worked from the concrete depot across delivering and the speed some cars do past those bars is dangerous for anyone let alone someone under the influence of drink.
At the other end of the arches there used to be a very discrete sex shop. Drove past it a few years ago is it still there?
Do you really need to know that Peter P? I’m not surprised in that dinghy area though.
Veronica I do not wish to visit the shop just wondered if it was still there. We see pictures of certain shops in a street and people then comment about other shops which where in that street or are still there.
The dinghy area Veronica? I understood the dinghy area was at the bottom of Rushdene, off Poolstock lane.
Only joking Peter P I did not think for one minute……
James it’s spell check. I believe the man who invented ‘spell check’ died last week - it’s his funfair next Friday..I think I will be celebrating.
That was in the Chronichel last wick Veronica, it reputed he'd dyed and that local folk often wood underate him, intact he was an entrepenur and busness owner and soiled these classkit burglers in hiss shop: https://www.boredpanda.com/funny-spelling-mistakes-errors-fails/?media_id=673078
He offen said he didn't know why they always was the butt of a joke.
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