Photo-a-Day (Friday, 25th November, 2022)
The Times They Are a-Changing
Whelley, Wigan looking towards Scholes.
Photo: Dennis Seddon (Sony DSC-WX500)
Good to see how a street was and is now. This street is a part throw back to the 1st photo as in the distance on the right the terraced houses were demolished and replaced with a car sales pitch, Now new terraced houses(modern name town houses)have been built.
I love these ‘then and now ‘ photos and that’s exactly how I remember going home in the 70’s every Saturday. It was my favourite way home! Love the cobbles….. Thank you Dennis
I love these "before-and-after" scenes....well done, Dennis, (except you've put yet another song in my head which I'll be singing all day!)
I remember growing up in Whelley and the terrace houses between access to Ellis St. and Eckersley St. At one time, at the Eckersley St. end of this terrace there was Webb's chip shop and next to it a pub named The Miner's Tent which in the 50s became in turn , a cafe , and after that, for a short time, a showroom for what few used cars were for sale at the time.
Overheard earlier on number 14 New Springs bus.
Noa bukkets owt ont' flags like inthowd days isthi Cissie, thi' wer allus owt irt front dooer waitin t' be filt wi thorse muck, itbrowt' rubarrp on a treet it did... Ooh it did taste e'er ser gudd wi' custert. We'allusat cream on ars Edie, ey an plenty sugar anaw.
That VATs a bugger intit Cissie, ee ahno Edie ah'stopp't fryin stuff years agur, it'dus thi no gud tha nose, it bloks awthi roppsup, 'er next dooer to me wer bad wi that, er wer allus roundert docturs burrhi currant do owt, mi stops 'ere see ya Edie luv. Tara Cissie.
Irene can you name the song so we all can join in.
Leaves were falling in September near me especially conker trees.Never seen so much greenery left on trees this time of the year.
With pleasure, Mick....the song is "The Times They Are A'Changing" by Bob Dylan, which is the title Dennis has given today's photo.
Cyril, I really enjoyed the conversation you overheard on the bus....I have had many a chuckle to myself on overhearing similar lovely, warm Lancashire conversations which have kept me smiling for the rest of the day. You don't hear of many Cissies and Edies these days, but my 15-year-old granddaughter is called Edie and the old names seem to be coming back. I have seen a Florrie, a Nora and an Arthur in the christening notices in Abram Parish magazine.
It used to be good going on’t bus in th’ owd days. You would hear some brilliant conversations. Not any more though - it’s a mix of foreign languages.
But I did hear two men from Hindley discussing the sad occasion of his dog’s departure to Doggy heaven. Apparently it was its back legs! “Aye ‘it’s back legs ud gone - we ‘ad it put deawn…”. All the way to Wigan from Hindley…poor doggy. I had a lump in my throat when I got off the bus…
Yes the old fashioned names are making a comeback I am happy to say…I just hope the name Agnes doesn’t return. Even our family dog is called Mabel.
I had an aunt named Mabel …
And Desperate Dan had an aunt named Aggie if I’m not mistaken.
Now I’m not casting aspersions on aunt Aggie’s culinary expertise you understand , but at least my aunt Mabel didn’t leave the horns sticking out when she made a cow pie , same as wot Aggie did… just saying …
Veronica, here’s a poem in Lanky dialect about a “Poor Doggie”
Al tell thi Owd Laddie tha really looks bad
Wi thi legs not workin’ un thi eyes big un sad
So ast sit here beside thi un that’ll bi awreet
Cos wist do what wi con fert get through this neet
Tha cum as a gift so tha didn’t cost nowt
Un tha’s repaid mi plenty fert Jackbit I’ve bowt
Tha’t bestist present us I ever geet
So please do thi best fert get through this neet
Dos remember Owd Laddie them days up on’t Moore
Tha just couldn’t wait fert get through mi doore
Un didn’t tha give them rabbits a freet
So please God tha owds on un gets through this neet
Un wist go theer agen Lad when tha starts comin’ round
When thi eyes clear up and thi legs become sound
Un then tha’ll be o bonnie seet
If wi con only just get thi through this neet
So settle thisel daen Lad un ‘ave a good rest
It’s aw up ter HIM now ‘cos wiv both done our best
And if with Owd Laddie HE chooses to meet
Let’s hope us he’ll leave it fer some other neet
Well Owd Laddie it’s fast coming dawn
Un tha’s gone to thi maker un left me ter mourn
The Good Lord must want thi fert sit at his feet
Or he wouldn’t have sent fer thi during this neet
Burr am still gooin’ tek thi up on t’ert Moore
Un ast tek thi lead wi mi just like befoore
Un up theer tha’ll rest un tha’ll be awreet
Cos ast bi thinking abaat thi…..every neet.
It wasn't heard on a bus Irene and Veronica. On the 'Then Photo' that Dennis had put on as a comparison to today's photo it looks like there are buckets left out on the pavement, so with plenty of horses around then I just made up the story about filling them with horse muck for rhubarb and so on etc,. Sorry if I'd led you on, I should have said it was fictional on my post.
You can understand abbreviated names but it makes you wonder how they got Cissie from their real name of Alice? Same with Dolly and Nellie etc,. I had a Great Aunt Nellie whose real name was Helen.
Those characters of Les Dawson - Cissie and Ada with Roy Barraclough did make me laugh, you could identify them with someone you knew.
Some years ago I went to Golborne Pentecostal church and the two sisters who had established and built up the church were Grace and Agnes Unsworth, they would have been in their 60s then and were two of the loveliest women you could ever meet, I did like Grace and Agnes, and I'm sure you would have done so too Veronica. Though you're safe for the moment as Agnes is the 9th of the least popular girls name, from here, https://www.cosmopolitan.com/uk/reports/a15851662/old-fashioned-names/
Raymond is surprisingly least popular boys name at 61, and was a very popular name at one time with I'd say everyone knowing at least one Ray.
It always tickled me that Ozy. I used to wonder what the kids who hadn’t yet learned to read made of those cow pies. They must have wondered how they got the rest of the cow in that small pie dish and why would a cow be dressing up as a pie in the first place!
Dan must have been really desperate if he was eating cow horns.
These were some of the serious world problems that I pondered on as I delivered the comics on my paper round.
I preferred The Eagle to any of the others. I thought The Eagle was the comic of the intelligent kids and I hoped some of it would rub off on me, alas it was all in vain, I’m living proof that you can’t turn a Dandy level reader into a Eagle reader, not in the timescale of a Secondary Modern education anyway.
Dennis,how sad that poem is...but beautiful..I'm sat here with tears in my eyes.
Aww, Dennis, that poem made me cry! And Ozy and DTease made me laugh....I well remember Desperate Dan and those pies! Cyril, your tale was excellent and , believe me, I have really heard conversations like that on the bus "'Ave yer seen t'colour of 'er nets? Black as a crow! Still, er's probly not geet time t'do um....er's walkin' out wi' yon mon from t'Co-op....im off t'bacon counter wi' a bawd yed...........'
Tha' knows im....lives deawn t'canal....their Alice wed a Yank, their Wally's ne'er out o' jail....still, ah'm not one fert speak ill....."
I think you may have nailed it in one there DTease .
I agree , the Eagle was the comic for for intelligent kids … Dan Dare and that alien bloke with the big green yed .
AND …the paper it was printed on was shiny as well .
My cousin used to get it.
… but he was thicker than pig***t anyway .
I seem to recall he also got one called the Tiger, and I could be wrong here , but wasn’t there also one called the Lion?
Anyway , I always used to end up with all of them , but I must have been even thicker than he was , as there was far too much writing and not enough pictures in any of them for my liking.
I much preferred the offerings of D C Thompson … Beano , Dandy etc ; as they didn’t contain as many long boring words .
The Beezer , that was another one .
I think it’s safe to say that the Beezer was the broadsheet of the comic world .
I recall there was a strip called ‘The Bushwhacker ´ in
it , featuring some bloke who roamed the Australian outback experiencing countless exciting adventures in his homemade environmentally friendly land yacht…remember yon mon ?
My sister on the other hand got the ´ School Friend ‘… I’ll admit , I did glance through it on occasions , but found it to be a dull rag , full of nothing but boring wimmin’s garbage .
I do hope I can say that without running the risk of appearing sexist .
Another lump in my throat Dennis. Somehow the old fashioned names suited the older ladies. I always thought Cissie was short for Cecilia Cyril. (Yes I spotted the buckets). But Agnes was a name I loathed as I had a friend called Agnes and she used to get AG from her boyfriend! My daughter was going to call my granddaughter Florence but after a lot of persuading she changed her mind. I had visions of her being called Florrie. But I do believe it’s quite a popular name these days. I do call our Mabel ‘ Mabs’ though Ozy! ( and she answers to it especially if there’s a sausage in my hand for her…..;o))woof woof!
I realise it’s a bit too late now as I’ve only just thought about it , but if only I’d have come up with the idea back in 1956 , I could have cut out the pictures of those eagles that adorned the front page of the Eagle , using my plastic scissors , and glued them to the wallpaper over the fireplace , then with a bit of colouring in with my crayons , I could have had my very own muriel , long before Hilda Ogden ever even thought about having one .
Ozy, I don’t think you can talk about ‘Wimmin’s garbage’ WITHOUT appearing sexist. In fact, it would probably be wise not to talk about ‘Wimmin’s garbage’ these days without a crash helmet and a top grade stab vest!
Don’t believe any of that rubbish you hear about Wimmin being “The gentler sex”. They are about as gentle as a Rottweiler dog with chronic toothache.
And, if you don’t believe me try getting in the way of a female shopping trolley driver on Black Friday.
A grand poem that Dennis.
You don't hear many folks speaking Wiganese now though do you Irene, though there are words to be heard, but not said as broad as once was.
Had a look on the web Veronica and still no wiser, some say as you did with Cecilia, others as I did with Alice, and Frances too which is feasible, with others saying Sarah, Annie and Louisa - though the plot thickens with those names. Good persuading, as she could also have been called Flo, along with those words that rhymed.
You're a brave man Ozy saying 'wimmins garbage' wear a crash helmet like DTease said. There'll be Wanted posters and bounty hunters out for sure, so keep an eye out. The Eagle was the comic of intelligent kids? come on DTease we all knew the comic that intelligent kids read was the New Scientist.
I too enjoyed reading the Beano, Dandy, Beezer and also Buster and likewise didn't care much for the Eagle and suchlike, though if comics encourage children to read to find out what's written they're not such of a bad thing.
Here's a chat about a Beezer comic from 1956, http://lewstringer.blogspot.com/2015/01/an-early-beezer-1956.html
The Bushwacker is there Ozy, and Ginger too, I'd forgotten about him.
I don't remember delivering many New Scientists on my paper round Cyril. In fact, I don't think any of the kids on my round would have been capable of spelling New never mind scientist.
DTease, the kids that would have read the New Scientist always resembled Bamber Gascoigne i.e., a big head and black framed glasses, any wet playtimes when the reading of comics was only ever allowed they would always plump for an encyclopedia or suchlike.
Found this on the web, surprising the number of characters that that there were in the Beezer and other great comics, I'd forgotten about The Topper. https://ukcomics.fandom.com/wiki/List_of_Beezer_comic_strips
I remember the George and Dragon used to be there. My father in law would go there before he went home after work.