Temperance Terrace - Revisited
I have a spare ten minutes so I am back with a quick article;
I know that I said that wouldn't happen in the short term!
I have put quite a bit on the site about Temperance Terrace but here is another thought. On my way to the Ushaw Moor County School in the 50s I noticed than quite a few of the houses in that terrace had newspapers up at their windows instead of nets and curtains. That is a strong indication of 50s poverty. I usually took the opportunity to look at the football league tables in those papers. I seem to remember on one occasion that Sunderland were about fourth off top in the old first division and Newcastle United were in the same league, but about sixth off bottom. No one ever came out to tell me off. I also collected football cards by buying candy cigarettes [ clearly an academic child]. I recall cards picturing, for example, Trevor Ford, Len Shackleton and Derek Tapscott.I once ran on the pitch at Newcastle United's ground at the end of a game [not to cause trouble but to idolise and I noticed that the Blackpool goalkeeper, George Farm, seemed very very tall! If my short term memory was as good as my long term memory my current life would be in colour instead of black and white!
I recently submitted an article about the Empire Cinema. Of course there was another cinema - the one that operated within the Working Men's Club in Station Road. I used to visit that on a Saturday, if I had the time and money. It was all about cliffhangers and heros in peril at the end of each episode.On a more distasteful note I recall that one 'boy' spat in my face as I was about to enter the cinema, in about 1955; he was about three years older than me and six inches taller - what would you have done in that situation?
I spoke to Mrs Barlow [Harry's window] about four months ago and during the conversation she could not recall two school teachers - Mr Spence and Miss Marr. It would seem therefore that they never transferred to the new school in 1959 - do you think that I am right?
Best Wishes.
Wilf Bell
