Walkley Ways, Walkley Wars Oral History Project

Memories of Jim Fenwick, 61 Charnock Dale Road, Gleadless, S12 3NQ

Summary

Jim lived in Walkley from his birth in 1930 until 1945 when he moved to Hillsborough.

WW_021_Jim_Fenwick_ZOOM0001 2:02 Talked about his father.3:36 School at Burgoyne Road and his experience of ‘Home Service’ during the war. Because the school was used by the fire brigade and The Home Guard, children were sent in groups to people’s houses for a very limited education. (11 mins)11.30 Talked briefly about what he did out of school.(1:40 mins)13:10 Talked about Elton Street. (3:48 mins)

16:58 South Road shops and the interview for his first job at Gower’s which was a shop on South Road. He then moved to Dodd Street and took a job at the Co-Op. At 18y, he became an apprentice at a Chapeltown foundry. (11:13 mins)28:12 Inside Elton Street house. (1:24 mins)

29:56 Bomb blast at Elton Street during Sheffield Blitz. Jim’s granddad was saved by a donkey jacket! (3 mins)32:54 Description of aftermath of bombing.

WW_021_Jim_Fenwick_ZOOM00021:26 Wartime rationing. (7:24 mins)8:50 Air raid shelters and what it was like for children. (2:46 mins)

12:50 The morning after the bombing, Jim went to Pitsmoor to check his mother and aunty were ok. (4:12 mins)17:02 Walkley after the bombing. 22:30 Trams, Walkley library and local cinemas. (7:13 mins)29:17

WW_021_Jim_Fenwick_ZOOM000300:00 South Road shops. Jim’s mum’s wallpapering. (4:07 mins)

WW_021_Jim_Fenwick_ZOOM000400:00 More on South Road shops. (1:22)

WW_021_Jim_Fenwick_ZOOM0005Talked briefly about Rivelin Valley pictures and St Mary’s Church. (1:24 mins)

Walkley Ways, Walkley Wars Oral History Project

Memories of Jim Fenwick, 61 Charnock Dale Road, Gleadless, S12

Transcript

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Chat about Jim’s work in the foundry.2:02: Would you like, for the recorder, to tell me your name and where and when you were born.I was born in Walkley at 60 Elton Street and that’s it and from there on I carried on with my childhood like you do. My father kept in and out of jobs at that time because that was 1932 and it was the war that boosted jobs. My dad, he tried working on the new Ladybower Dam but he suffered with bronchitis and they sent him home. “You can’t do this job”, and that was it. He tried another job and another job and he ended up at English Steels labouring and I just grew up as normal kids do, playing with other kids. I went to school at Burgoyne Road School.

3:36: Describe what it was like at school.Well I don’t remember a right lot about school and what I actually did because we weren’t really taught a lot of things like they are now. It was just the 3 R’s, basic things you know what I mean. Then, when I got to 9 year old, war broke out and that made a difference to everybody. A lot of teachers were called up and for the first year at Burgoyne Road we were ok. We got that had been retired who came back to teach and that was ok. But then round about 1940/1 the school was taken over completely by the fire services, the Home Guard and the ARP. The school was taken over and it was ideal for them because the school playgrounds were underneath the school with walls and pillars so they were able to get their lorries and fire engines and whatever in under the school. We went out on what was called then Home Service. The kids were rounded up in packs of 7 or 8 and volunteers took us in their front room to teach us - supposed to teach us. They got paid for it but they didn’t do much teaching I’ll tell you. That’s how I spent 2½ years of my childhood from being about 10y to about 12½.

6:24 Was it a house in Walkley?Yes it was a house not far away and it was 2½ years of no lessons really. It was just minding us and keeping us out of mischief that’s all they were. Giving us bits of things to do on our knee in this person’s front room. I suppose it was the best that everyone could do and that’s how I spent 2½ years of my schooling which was at an age when you learn a lot don’t you? From 10y onwards. We got back into the school just before the war ended when they were winning the war. I think Japan had packed it in first and we went back to normal schooling but not with the teachers that we’d known. In those days, a teacher taught one thing and then another then another from one teacher. Now it’s all different isn’t it, it’s specific. They’re all taught a specific thing from one teacher specialising in one subject. Now you’ve got a Maths teacher or an English teacher but then we had Mr Morris who was an old man at the time and he used to teach us everything.

8: 48 What was he like?Oh, he was ok. He lived up Fulwood in a big house. That’s all I really know about him.

What were the best things about school? Are there any good memories that you have?The bad thing about school was everybody feared the headmaster. He was really revered - feared and revered. Mr Hobday. If you did anything wrong it was Ffsssstt! He really did dish it out like Wacko in what you call it on the television. And we used to get reported if we did anything wrong. Plenty of good memories. Even while we were on home service we had football and then the boys used to go for woodworking and metal working but we use to go to another school. We went to Morley Street. We were still taken to the baths swimming by the person who was minding us which took all afternoon or all morning which was pleasant. I remember we used to come out of the baths at Upperthorpe and go across the road to the teacake shop and buy the teacakes for a penny or twopence. Everybody was hungry. Those are pleasant memories. Yes.

11:30 What did you do when you were out of school?Nothing but football. Absolutely morning till night. In the summertime, we used to go - they wouldn’t let children do it now they’d be terrified - we used to go up Rivelin which wasn’t far away. All around the Hollybush Inn where the play things are now and we used to camp. We’d take a bit of food with us and stop overnight. I’m talking about weekends now. Parents wouldn’t let them do that now. They’d be frightened to death of somebody …

12:23 What sort of age were you then?I was 10, 11, 12. We never used to think about homosexuals or we didn’t know anything about what they put up with nowadays. People attacking kids, molesting kids or abusing kids. Never even thought about it. Nothing ever happened to us.

13:10 What about Elton Street? Can you describe Elton Street and what the houses were like?Elton Street was built up of houses on a hill like that (hand gesture to show it was very steep). From our house we could see the whole of Pitsmoor, Hillsborough and all the East End right down.

Did it come off Burgoyne?It went from Burgoyne Road to the top of Harworth Street which met it diagonally going up. The houses were built with two cellars and there was a verandah about as wide as from here to the wall (3m) and there was a drop over the other side - a 12 feet drop. There were 15 steps down to the toilet. The toilets were in the middle of a sort of waste land. It wasn’t gardens it was a waste land and during the war all the Anderson Shelters were put down there. We were the first row of houses in the street from Burgoyne Road. On the corner there was The Elton Hotel and then there was our houses. There was a passageway in the middle of the houses and it was four houses at the top end and five houses at the bottom and that’s how it was all down the street. Very old houses and some of the neighbours were really really rough and others were ok. Across the road from us there was a yard where the coal man used to keep his wagon and his horse and his coal. Further down across the road and a little bit further down there was a little shop called Den’s. Mrs Den, she was an old lady and she had this shop ever since the year dot. Just a little convenience shop and everybody used to go there. She used to rob your eyes out but everyone use to go. Mainly our shopping was done on South Road. Our chip shop was on South Road opposite St Mary’s Church. I forget the name of the chip shop but everybody used to go there because it was absolutely wonderful.

16:58 What other shops do you remember?My mum’s hairdresser was on South Road on the corner. I don’t know the names of the shops but I knew the shops because I used to run errands for the neighbours and they used to slip me a couple of pence or threepence. When I started work, I started work at Gowers. There was a picture house on South Road called The Palladium and opposite was a shop called Gowers. Do you remember Gowers and Burgin? It was a big Sheffield firm at the time. A big Sheffield concern was Gowers and they had quite a few shops and I started work with them. That was when I was about 14y I suppose, something like that.

18:18 What kind of shop was it?Groceries. I think, by then, it was just Gowers. It used to be Gowers and Burgin. I remember going for an interview for the job and we went to see Gowers himself. You did at that time. There was no Personnel Officer or anything like that. You went to see the boss and their offices were down - what do you call that street that runs off Queen’s Road?Anyway their offices were down there and I went for this interview. I was sat and there was an old man, Mr Woodhead, and I came to know him well. He was at the side of me and he was weighing sugar in 2lb bags.He beckoned me over and he says, “Have you come for that job?” So I says, “Yeah.”“Right,” he says, “When you go in his office, between you and his desk there’ll be a piece of paper on the floor. A piece of foolscap. Pick it up and put it on his desk and you’ve got the job. Whatever he says to you, you’ve got the job”.So I said, “Oh right.”Crikey, I thought. That sounds odd.Anyway, sure enough, he shouted me in and there was this piece of paper. I picked it up and put it on his desk. I would have done anyway. That was it. He asked me a few questions. “Fine,” he says. ”You start Monday”.

20:34 You had just left school then had you?I’d just left school then at 14y and I started work.

What do you remember about your first day there?Obviously, I was a bit shy. There was a manager and three girls worked there. I was a delivery boy with a bike. I’d got a butcher’s bike with a big carrier on the front. I was a bit shy with the girls because they were a bit extrovert, all three of them actually. Anyway, we got on ok and I got the job done. There were nothing exciting happened really, nothing at all. Then, the following year, my mum got the chance of a house down on Dodd Street which had a bathroom. She was looking after an old lady down there. She used to go down and clean for her. This old lady, Mrs Harworth, was dying and she said she wanted my mother to have this house. It was rented and, anyway with a bathroom, we hadn’t a bathroom. We’d nothing like that at all at Walkley. She jumped at the chance. So, when this old lady died, she saw her brother. He said, “Yes, my mother’s told me all about it Mrs Fenwick. Move in when you want.” So that’s what we did. We moved in when I was about 15½ and it was then that I changed my job. I left Gowers and I went to work at the Co-Op which was nearby on Langsett Road. I took the first job there as what they used to call a Flour Lad. I don’t know if you’ve seen or heard of anything like them but all the big shops like the Co-Op, Sheffield and Ecclesall it was, used to have a back room with chutes coming down from the upstairs. There’d be flour in one chute, sugar in the next and something else and something else. You used to have to weight stuff out. They used to shout, “Five pound of flour!” and you use to have to weigh it out, check it through and all that kind of thing. There was potatoes as well come down. That was the title that you got

- Flour Lad. I worked there till I was 17. Then the neighbour, where we were in Dodd Street, her boy (well, he was a man) started work at Chapeltown in a place called Newton Chambers Foundry. He asked me if I wanted a job there. Well, it was a big thing to go from a Flour Lad to a foundry but anyway I took it on. It was triple the wages I was getting down there. I used to cycle to Thornbridge everyday when I lived at Dodd Street. That was quite interesting.

25:41 That was an apprenticeship, was it?That was an apprenticeship but it was only a 3 year apprenticeship but when I was 18 I got a letter to go in The Forces. I could have had an exemption but I didn’t. I went in the RAF and did my time in the RAF from 18y till just over 20½y. That’s when I met Joan.To get back to Walkley. There was these steps down to the toilet and there was a block of 9 toilets - three, three and three for the nine houses. No shared ones which was good because some had to share toilets. In winter time, it was shocking and we used to have to put a candle burning all night in the toilet to stop the tank from freezing. It cost a fortune in candles if it was cold. If it froze, you were in a right pickle then. You used to have to heat a bucket of hot water which was quite a thing to do. Then take it down and all that. We did go up to a paraffin heater but at first we had candles. It’s surprising because that one candle just kept that temperature in the toilet enough to stop it freezing.

28:12 What about inside the house? Describe that.Inside the house. Well it was just two cellars, a front room, a back room and two bedrooms. Mum and dad had the front and I had the back and that was it. No attic. It was a coal fire with a hob at the side. The oven was an old fashioned Yorkshire range oven. Quite cosy. Near the sink was just one gas ring with a rubber pipe going off it. Ever so dangerous! It really were dangerous, you know! The rubber used to catch fire many a time. Turn gas off and pull the rubber off and it would be bubbling away! It was quite dangerous but anyway we got through.

29:36 Did you have other family living nearby in Walkley?No. Our nearest family lived at Pitsmoor.29:56 A little story about my granddad. During the war, when we were bombed at Walkley, there was a bomb that dropped just below us onto Harworth Street. My mum was with my aunty at Pitsmoor because her husband was on nights working in the steelworks. She went to stay with my aunty. Me and my dad were under the kitchen table while they were dropping these bombs. There was one dropped on Harworth Street, just below, and it blew the windows out. There was, do you remember, what was called a donkey jacket? A big navy blue jacket that men used to wear for work with leather or plastic shoulders. The blast lifted this jacket off the chair. My dad had just put it over the chair. The glass and the jacket went across the room. My granddad couldn’t get under the table because he was full of arthritis and he was just sat there smoking his pipe. The coat covered him and then the glass hit the coat. He would have been cut to ribbons if it hadn’t been for this coat. It was wonderful really, how it happened. All the glass was stuck in the coat from the windows. My granddad shouted out. He’d got one or two cuts, minor ones, but nothing like it would have been if this coat hadn’t have been on that chair. Very thick they were. Made of wool worsted. He was sat there smoking his pipe and BANG! You can tell what it was like. The chimney stack came down through the roof. It didn’t come through the ceiling of the downstairs room but it came through the ceiling of the upstairs room, my bedroom. Slates were missing. We were in a terrible mess we were. That was a war time experience.

32:54 Who came out to sort it out?

Nobody came and we were like it for a long time. Well, someone came and put a canvas over the roof to stop the rain and that was about it for ages and ages. I don’t know how we managed, I really don’t. I remember our cat coming home after the all clear had gone in the morning. Our cat Sooty came home and he was covered in soot and all bedraggled. I don’t know how he survived but somewhere he survived. He came home, “Miaow!”My granddad did survive that but I don’t know how we’d have gone on if it hadn’t been for that coat because we couldn’t have got him to hospital. There were no cars to get you to hospital or anything like that. That was the 6th December 1940. It was when Sheffield was bombed badly.34:42

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Chat about Jim and Joan moving to their first house at Charnock.1:26 When were you first aware of the war? What was happening?Well, straight away. Things were on rations and it was quite hard really. Everywhere you went you had to queue for your groceries. You had an allocated butcher who gave you so much meat and an allocated grocer where you went for your butter and sugar and things like that. They were very meagre rations. It wasn’t just a case of things being rationed. They couldn’t get hold of the stuff you see never mind ration it. Word used to go round like wildfire that so-and-so had just had a delivery of butter. It was quite hard. Food was very scant, spare. You know what I mean. It was like, well, my dad used to call it bread and bread. We didn’t get much of anything really. We were actually very lucky, my mum, my dad and me because I had an aunty and uncle who lived up Pitsmoor and he was an illegal bookmaker. Do you know what a bookmaker is? Like Ladbrookes, Coral and such like. It was illegal then of course. He used to take bets on horse racing and he was quite rich. He’d been wounded in the First War, a very bad wound, and he couldn’t work so that’s why he took up this bookmaking lark. Quite well off they were and my mother used to work for them. He used to get things on the black market that nobody else could get. Money talked. My aunty used to give my mother bits to bring home for us. We lived quite well after a certain time on things she used to bring home. That wasn’t straight away when rationing first started. I don’t know when rationing start. It wasn’t straight away was it? (to Joan). Joan: Yes what my mother told me was that they learned the lesson from the first world war. They made it clear when the second war started there were rations so you couldn’t stockpile. Obviously the black market went on all through the war. All in all, them that couldn’t get anything on the black market they’d get a fair allowance because you had to register. I used to go with my mother. Jim wouldn’t I imagine. You used to go to Hillsborough Park Library and you used to queue for your ration book. Then, with your ration book, you used to go to your choice of supplier. It might have been a little beer off. In our case it was the Co-Op which was near on. Jim’s could go to a little grocer or go onto South Road where there were bigger ones.Jim: Your ration book was filled with coupons wasn’t it? Butter on one page, sugar on another page, and cheese and something else and something else. One egg a week. Joan: My mother was allowed a pint of milk a day for me. For my mother and father and two older brothers there was half a pint of milk. That’s how it worked.Jim: You couldn’t have what you like. You’d just got to go along with it.Joan: There were some things that they couldn’t ration like tinned salmon or tinned fruit because it was such a rare experience for such supplies to come.Jim: It was so erratic coming in from America. The navy were risking their lives going over to America to bring all this stuff in. There were ships going down with millions of pounds of goods on them and sailors lives as well. It were terrible.

Joan: That’s why one of his aunties had hens in the back garden. Then at Christmas time, you see, Christmas dinner.Jim: People started to keep hens for food and eggs. They couldn’t stop you keeping hens but we’d nowhere to keep hens. Lots of people were very ingenious how they kept them and where they kept them. To feed those hens, my uncle, he used to boil potato peelings. It wasn’t a case of going out and scattering food around.

8:50 You said you were under the table in the air raid. Were there no shelters?Not then. They were just building them, digging the holes and building them. After the Sheffield Blitz we used to get sirens going but we didn’t get bombed again. Not like that night anyway. The shelters went in and then, as kids, we used to use the shelters. We had a little gang. Three or four of us, we used to go in there and sit there and chat, make our own little lamps. We did some silly things. There was no entertainment then like there is now. You had to make your own entertainment. We used to cadge old prom wheels and make cars on boxes and steering wheels. We used to be a bit ingenious, in our own way, making these things. I remember we had this gang, well, it was four of us. We were very innocent about it and we used our shelter as our headquarters. We were very juvenile, very silly. At the time you could get soups, dried powdered soups. Simington’s Soups. I don’t know whether you’ve heard of them or not. We once made some soup with lemonade. Silly things like that. It’s embarrassing to talk about it really! We got on fine. There were no falling out and no pressures like you get nowadays. The pressures on kids these days - terrible isn’t it.11:36 Chat about children and age!

12:50 when you were talking before about the bomb dropping. That was the Sheffield Blitz, was it?That was the Sheffield Blitz. The night of the Sheffield Blitz. We were all warned about it. We knew they were coming. From where we were, looking across at Pitsmoor, they were after bombing the railway to stop munitions from Sheffield being distributed around. They never hit the railway. They hit all manner of things all around but they never hit the railway. My aunty lived up Pitsmoor on Reginald Street and she lived as far as from here to the top of the gardens (50m) from the railway lines. We could see all these fires and it was awful. That’s at 5 or 6 o’clock in the morning. The all-clear didn’t go ‘till 7 in the morning. We were very worried about my mum because we knew where they were, near the railway, and we knew they just missed the railway. We were really worried about her. He were worried about my granddad and my granddad couldn’t walk.He said to me, as soon as the all-clear went, (I was only 10½ ) “Do you think you could get to your mother. Go and have a look at what your mother’s up to.”So anyway, I set off. When I got down to the bottom to Hillfoot Bridge, the police were stopping people crossing the bridge. There’d been incendiary bombs all over the place and all that. Anyway, what it meant for me, was a long long way round. There was Hillfoot Bridge, Ball Bridge and then you got to The Wicker. There was only three bridges. Oh, this was Ball Bridge, the middle one.He said, ‘Whoa lad! Wherever you’re going, you can’t go through here.”I thought Oh crikey. Anyway I said, ‘Oh alright.” But then, when his back was turned, I shot across the bridge. He started to run after me but he couldn’t catch me. Anyway, finally, I got to my aunty’s. Fortunately, the house was in a bit of a state the slates and one thing and another, it was intact. Most of Reginald Street was intact. The door was open, I went through and they were in the cellar. My mum and my aunty. I opened the door and there they were. That was an experience. A hell of an experience!“What are you doing here?”I just came to see if you’re ok. Dad sent me”.

“Your dad shouldn’t have sent you!”I got into a row for going to see if they were alright.

17:02 What was it like round Walkley that morning?Well, round Walkley, there was only the blast from this one bomb that had hit our houses and that was about it. Walkley wasn’t actually bombed. Well, I can’t remember a bomb dropping on Walkley anyway. I don’t know if anyone else has told you about any.

There was just one bomb on the next street was there? Or was it a blast from a long way?The blast was from Harworth Street down below the one that comes up to Elton Street.

Did that do a lot of damage on that street?Oh yes. A hell of a lot. And deaths as well.Discussion about where Harworth Street and Elton Street were.Harworth Street was dead flat and that’s where the bomb dropped and brought those houses down. It was a hell of a bomb and the blast came across there to our houses. With them being high, exposed, we just got the whole lot.

Looked at book of old Walkley photographs

19:20 Were you aware in the late 60s and 70s when all that area was demolished?No we lived here. We didn’t have any contact at all. When we did go back to have a look we had the shock of our lives.

Discussion about Ruskin Park, Hillsborough Barracks and Morrisons.

22:30 When you lived in Walkley, how did you get around? Did you go far from there in those days?Well, I suppose we did really. The trams were running. My dad couldn’t get about very well because he’d got bronchitis. So he used to walk down Burgoyne Road to the tram there and then back on the Walkley tram and down to our house after his shift. Then, when we lived at Dodd Street, the trams were along the bottom. Those trams were wonderful you know they were marvellous. Looking back, I’ll bet Sheffield wishes now that it had still got all the trams to all the terminus that there used to be. Because, during winter time there were never any trouble were there with trams. Actually, it was lovely up at Walkley at one time. You had South Road, Walkley library at the end of South Road which was a smashing library when I was a kid. It were really good. But when you went in that library then you’d got to be very quiet. The slightest noise and they’d look up and give you a look. You were frightened to walk in the library. Not like now when they bring kids in and they make a hell of a noise. I remember Walkley Library very well. And The Palladium Cinema. We used to go there for matinees on a Saturday. Cowboy pictures, you know. We enjoyed Walkley at that time. There was a marvellous array of shops. Everything you wanted was on South Road. Now. I don’t know what you think of it. It’s a bit dreary isn’t it? A bit run down.Discussion about South Road shops.We go over that way when we go to Bradfield. We go through town, over Walkley and down Parsonage Crescent.

25:53 You go for a day out? Did you go there when you lived there?

When I was a kid the only transport was the tram. Everywhere you wanted to go, you walked. We walked down to Rivelin.

Where else did you walk?Mostly, we went to picture palaces. In Sheffield at that time there were about 60 picture palaces. They were all over the place. There was The Oxford that was only about 10 minutes walk away. That was down Blake Street. It was one of the steepest hills in Sheffield. Down Blake Street, turn left and The Oxford was at the bottom of Oxford Street. There was The Star. You know where the road runs through Weston Park. The main road. Where the big island is. The cinema was there. It’s demolished now. I used to go there many a time. The Roscoe was on Infirmary Road. At the bottom of Walkley there was another cinema called The Unity29:17

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I’ve been researching Walkley shop in the past and I noticed a lot were managed by women. Do you remember if a lot of the Walkley shops were run by women?There was a shop run by Mrs Copeland. She had a manager. Well they both managed it really. It was next to our shop. She’d got plenty of money this Mrs Copeland. She lived up Commonside just off - Hands Road. She was a lady owner. There was another lady owner as well. A drapery. I think that was next door as well. There was dozens of shops. Ladies hairdressers had lady owners.Joan: There were a lot of little hairdressers at that time. You could wash your hair, if you lived where Jim did, pop three doors away and they’d set it up and dry it for you. It was cheaper you see. There weren’t the money. They talk about poor now but they don’t know how poor poor is. Don’t forget for Jim and me, we grew up without the National Health Service. I was 16 and he was 18 when the National Health Service came into being. Our parents had all the doctor’s bills and you paid for your medicine.Jim: My mum always did little odd jobs for people. She used to go out cleaning and she were brilliant at wallpapering. She really were good. Everyone wanted Annis for wallpapering. Do you know what she used to charge? She used to charge half a crown, 2 and 6, 12½ pence as it is now for a room which was ridiculous. Now wonder everyone wanted her. She did so much wallpapering for people she’d got ridges in her legs where she leaned on the steps. She used to think it was marvellous that she could go out and do wallpapering but my dad used to say, “Annis! You’re not charging enough, nothing like enough!”“Ah well Herbert, they give me my dinner. I get my dinner for nothing.”Joan: A meal, to Jim’s mum, was everything. If someone gave her a sandwich to eat at lunch time she thought it was wonderful. That was money you see. She were paid in kind.Half a crown was what she used to charge to paper a room. It would take her all day, wouldn’t it, to paper a room. She did it right. she did staircases as well which was a hell of a job.4:07

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Do you remember any other South Road shops?There was the Chinese laundry. This couple were really Chinese. They couldn’t speak English. The work they used to put in. The men used to send their collars there to be cleaned and starched and shirts and that, you know. They’d do them really well.

So, that was next to the library?That was next to the library. I’m trying to think of his name now. It was ever such a common popular name like Wong. Anyway it doesn’t matter. Things keep coming back to you, don’t they? There was butchers galore. There was one on the corner opposite the library. There was one just a bit further on. There was one opposite St Mary’s Church and there was one opposite what used to be The Yorkshire Bank. Is it still The Yorkshire Bank. At the bottom of Hadfield Street, turn right.JB: The next corner?It was a building there isn’t there?JB: It’s a bakery now.A bakery?1:22

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A long time ago we went to St Mary’s for a coffee.Joan: A long time ago there was a chap and I’ve got two pictures there. I’ve got three actually. A man called Arthur Chattel it was 1980’s. He was in St Mary’s and he was doing Rivelin Valley ones. Well, Rivelin Valley is close to both our hearts. In charcoal and I’ve got two on the wall. I bought those. He had a son with the same name but whether he’s still living now I wouldn’t know. That was interesting and that was St Mary’s. I often see in The Star where they have all sorts of things on a Saturday.

Did you know, on Fir Street up on the left, The Reform Club? It’s now called Walkley Community Centre.No, I didn’t know that1:24