Wednesday, 21 May 2014


I actually went on a day out last weekend meeting up with my friend at Poynton, where she was staying with her sister, but I'm not going to post about that today, as I have a continuation of my Warrington theme which I wanted to add before I forgot.

People reading this probably have gathered I love visiting The Black Sheep Wool Barn at Culcheth, to either buy wool, just have a mooch, or on occasions to call for a coffee in the course of a bike ride. It's also a good excuse to go in! I know I often call in to ask advice from the lovely staff there.

I think it was last week when I had called in to ask for some advice on a project I am crocheting. I spotted a book on sock knitting and had a few words with the lady standing near the shelves. I mentioned that the flap heel was to me a trial although I had actually made a pair of socks. She told me she loved knitting socks and was going to blog about the heel very shortly. As conversations generally go, I asked to write me the address of her blog so I could follow it. Imagine my surprise and delight, when I read what she had written down. It was this lovely blog which I already follow. I'm not sure if I ought to mention her name, so I won't do so but she knits beautiful socks, plain and patterned that look professional and quite unlike the one and a half pairs of socks I have knitted. I was so impressed. She seemed so delighted to have met someone who loved and followed her blog, she hugged me! So lovely, this crafting world that complete strangers are able to recognise one another. So you sock lovers and country living bloggers, take a look at Winwick Mum's blog, which is where the connection with my title and the rest of this post comes in.

After returning from living in the Isle of Man as a baby, when my Dad was doing Officer Training at Jurby Camp, on Lancasters, we lived until I was 7 at a Georgian house in Winwick Street, Warrington, which is actually the A49 and right next to the Central Station.  I have found out recently it was called Beech House and was owned by a family  called Edelsten who owned a pin factory on the same plot of land further along from the house. That building eventually became the tannery.

I would add that the living room of the house, at least it was OUR living room, was furnished with things given and bought second hand (rather like my house)! and there were two 12' squares of carpet put together, but still about 8 or 9 foot at either end which had lino which Mum polished. The hall was paved in stone flags and the staircase went up from a great, wide bottom bit, with curved balustrades, to curve round one side to go upstairs. There was one small fire in the living room. My mum now said she doesn't know how she stood it but I don't remember her complaining. My gran made Mum and Dad dressing gowns out of old blankets. The kitchen was the house's scullery and  had one stone sink and draining board, and an old gas cooker, and Mum had a table. That's all. I have such a very vivid memory of the house to this day.

The house was illegally demolished in 2001, despite having had a restoration progamme prepared by English Heritage. I was devastated driving past there and seeing a gaping site.

These photos are courtesy of Warrington Memories group on Facebook.

This is the view looking North showing Central station. You can't see the house from here.
The old pin works is the three storey building on the right. 31a, Beech House, was further South, on the same side, all  owned by Edelstens. That shop on the left on the corner was there for many years, but was demolished and is now a car park.

Although the road was Winwick Road, there was a Horse Market there. Horsemarket Street is further South.

Here is shown the plan of Beech House in the centre of the plan. It was surrounded by gardens and a long drive connecting to various other properties on the site. 

The square view of the house is above the Amusement Centre, the Amusement centre used to be a dress shop, my gran's ladies hairdressers and a wallpaper shop, when we lived there and for many years.

Thank you to H Wells for this photograph of our old house. The cottages attached were demolished and the weather got in. My bedroom was the first window to the right of the central window over the door. I loved living there, I remember it so well, even though I was so young

See the windows to the cellar? There used to be steps with metal handrails leading up to beautiful Georgian porch and door. 

You can see how beautiful the door would have been. My Mum made curtains for those great windows, sadly they only came from half way down the windows. The house was so cold that one winter, the cat had kittens in the wardrobe and most of them froze to death.
I just liked this postcard I brought back from Germany. It says it all - Friendship makes good times better and helps to make the bad times be forgotten.
Phew! I think I have done enough for today. I had two teeth out this morning, as one of them was unable to be crowned, so instead of one crown and one gap, I have one very large gap as teeth were together. Just feeling a bit of pain now.

Until next time.


  1. The amount of illegal demolition makes me so angry. Thanks for sharing the photographs, they're fantastic.

    I will have to get out to the Black Sheep Wool Barn, I've heard a few people mention it. My eldest brother lives in Warrington these days so we are in the area more often.

    Hope your mouth is back to normal soon.

  2. Glad you like the photos, thrift deluxe, the Bay Horse was a pub on opposite side of the road, that and cottages next were demolished too. The land is just parking now as the 'developers' went bankrupt, so all that demolition just for flattened land. The second photo, shows where the A49 would have continued, on past the now Wolves stadium and Tesco and prior to that Tetley Walkers' Brewery, now long gone. You may even have parked on the car park opposite site of our old house. The shop next to it is still there, trading as Greenwoods, an electrical repairer and used furniture shop, a very old family firm which has moved around the town over the years.

  3. This lovely post has inspired me to write something about my childhood home. I will have to mull it over for a few weeks, sort out photos and things, but I’m determined to do it. I remember ice inside the windows when I was small, but it was never cold enough to freeze a kitten, how terrible that must have been. It makes me cry just thinking about it.
    I’m not very good at crafting, but I love reading about it, so I’m going to go over and follow Winwick mum’s blog, I’ve just read her two newest posts, so I know I will enjoy it.
    Hope your mouth is feeling better today.
    We are off to a car boot in a little while, such a shame it’s raining! There are loads of things on this weekend such a shame its wet. Enjoy your weekend. Barbara.

  4. Ooh, thank you for mentioning me in your blog! And I'm fascinated by your story about the house in Warrington; it's lovely that you have such vivid memories of it even if it is no longer standing xx