Sixties Burnley.

[tim_noone]

Been watching Victorian Britain on bbc4. And had flashbacks to the fifties / sixties .The knocker up was still going tapping on the windows to get the workers up..gas lamps in use.milk being delivered by horse and cart..curtains drawn during the day somebody had died...you got gassed at the dentists.but you got home visits off the doctors.long drop toilets..the cane ..the bone yard under the arches what a stink right in the middle of a community .not to be outdone the skin yard down plumbe st what a stink! It were grand back then,to think it was was only 50 odd year sin.

[Vino blanco]

Not just milk delivered by horse and cart: the coal man brought coal on a cart and used to tip it into our air raid shelter, which served as our coal shed. Also, my uncle Bert used to sell fish off the back of his cart, then there was the pop man, the ice cream man (Gudgeons ice cream) all off horse drawn carts. And of course the rag and bone man, who picked your old clothes etc in exchange for donkey stones.

[Bfc]

VB your uncle Bert Blackburn a great bloke, who I used to enjoy a pint with,used to tell me he had played for Burnley A and B teams pre war. Besides delivering fish from a horse and cart, his love for horses continued throughout his life.

[tim_noone]

Not just milk delivered by horse and cart: the coal man brought coal on a cart and used to tip it into our air raid shelter, which served as our coal shed. Also, my uncle Bert used to sell fish off the back of his cart, then there was the pop man, the ice cream man (Gudgeons ice cream) all off horse drawn carts. And of course the rag and bone man, who picked your old clothes etc in exchange for donkey stones.

And how the dustbin men lifted the bins ?full of the coal ash and not much else if full you would struggle to move em! Yea rag n bone men still about in the seventies.....along with woodbines ugh!

[ClaretCliff]

And of course the rag and bone man, who picked your old clothes etc in exchange for donkey stones.

I think we were more upmarket in '60s Haslingden - we got a goldfish from the rag and bone man.

[Lord Beamish]

Not just milk delivered by horse and cart: the coal man brought coal on a cart and used to tip it into our air raid shelter, which served as our coal shed.

Before it was your Air Raid Shelter, it probably was your Coal Shed.

[Cirrus_Minor]

My grandmas in Barrowford had a long drop toilet, used to frighten me to death that I would falll down it.

[CleggHall]

All this wealth and prosperity!
No need for the EEC/EU in those days.

[Corky]

My grandmas in Barrowford had a long drop toilet, used to frighten me to death that I would falll down it.

So did mine in Wytham St Padiham. As a young child I used to think it was about six foot deep. Outside toilet those were the days.

[mdd2]

The "tippler" went at various times presumably when it was too heavy and the load went into the main sewer. If it was raining that could make it go too and as a kid sitting on it when it went was pretty scary as a 5 year old

[mdd2]

The "tippler" went at various times presumably when it was too heavy and the load went into the main sewer. If it was raining that could make it go too and as a kid sitting on it when it went was pretty scary as a 5 year old

And no sitting there reading in mid-winter-too bloody cold

[The Enclosure]

Squares of newspaper stuck on a nail on the back of the long drop loo door.

[The Enclosure]

Sticking the blower up to get the fire going...if you couldnt afford a blower then a sheet of newspaper..(which often set alight and started a fire in the chimney)

[tim_noone]

Sticking the blower up to get the fire going...if you couldnt afford a blower then a sheet of newspaper..(which often set alight and started a fire in the chimney)

I live on standish street up to 1976.in my twenties everyone used to stop there! I look back and think and have mentioned since where did everyone get washed etc? We'd no bathroom and a long drop toilet..! To the fire we used to roll the old newspaper up and put it in the grate.one night lit the paper prior to putting coal on I've never seen to this day as many diving mice in my life! Aye it were grand that house I visit it in my thoughts at times and think WTF!!

[Silkyskills1]

I think we were more upmarket in '60s Haslingden - we got a goldfish from the rag and bone man.

I lived in Haslingden in the 50's and 60's. Love the notion of being 'upmarket' Think it might have been the cobbled streets and backstreets that swayed it for us. Then of course there were the fancy covers people put in front of their front doors to protect the varnish blistering in the afternoon sunshine. Always felt upmarket though returning from Turf Moor with my brothers or dad after giving another team a football lesson. The good old days? Maybe not, but they had their moments.

[Oppycat]

I used to be terrified (yet horribly fascinated) by my nan’s long-drop outdoor bog in Haslingden. Coal Hey, I seem to remember the address was, can’t remember number

[ClaretTony]

Been watching Victorian Britain on bbc4. And had flashbacks to the fifties / sixties .The knocker up was still going tapping on the windows to get the workers up..gas lamps in use.milk being delivered by horse and cart..curtains drawn during the day somebody had died...you got gassed at the dentists.but you got home visits off the doctors.long drop toilets..the cane ..the bone yard under the arches what a stink right in the middle of a community .not to be outdone the skin yard down plumbe st what a stink! It were grand back then,to think it was was only 50 odd year sin.

Just reading the OP on this thread, and the only thing I can't remember is the knocker up. Not sure when that finished. But I can certainly remember the rest. When someone died, the curtains were drawn until the funeral and often the whole street would draw their curtains in respect.

[Silkyskills1]

Men doffed their caps and traffic stopped when a funeral cortège passed. Fond memories of Haslingden in that era are the Savoy milk bar, the Temperance bar further down Manchester Road, Boysons fruit and veg. shop and Redmans for boiled ham on a Saturday morning. We had a cinema too which remarkably had two showings on Saturday evenings. Oh, and going down to Ratcliffe Street to book a seat on Mark/Ben Barnes coaches when we had the bigger games and gates, especially against Tottenham and that 'pesky' Jimmy Greaves. Not all bad by any means.

[KateR]

the good old day eh??

I remember many of those things, bin men, long drop (at granma's) and waking up for school with my elder sister getting me dressed in front of the coal fire. Still some old pictures of me on walking day with the church plus one in a metal tub in front of the fire.

My sister left home, mover to Spain and came back to marry a rich man who the whole family were in awe of, they stayed at night and used mum/dads bed and in the morning he said, there's ice on the window, my sister replied of course its November, his reply, but you don't understand it's on the inside Within two weeks we had central heating put in our 2 up 2 down and the bathroom refurbished, many neighbors and family thought we were real posh then lol.

[UpTheBeehole]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

[Clarinetclaret]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

Don't talk ********. Bet you're not going to the uptheclarets dinner are you? Fraud.

[Guich]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

Have you asked them?

[bfcjg]

Huge factory chimneys belching smoke out.

[basil6345789]

No political correctness

[ClaretTony]

When did the knocker uppers come to an end?

[Chobulous]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

Utter tit

[BennyD]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

Very much like some parts of France today.

[mikeS]

Oilcloth
Silverfish
Gas chap
Coal chap
Rent chap
Pipe TV
Tippler
Radiogram
Epilogue
Pictures
Selling out shop

Just a few of the words used in the sixties that you rarely hear today.

[basil6345789]

Anyway - who used to get-up the Knocker Up - his mam?

[ClaretTony]

Anyway - who used to get-up the Knocker Up - his mam?

Must have been a nightmare if he overslept

[Chobulous]

My maternal grandmother who lived in Burnley Wood was profoundly deaf. She apparently tied a long piece of string round her foot, strung it through the bedroom window and left the other end tied to the bottom of the drain pipe so that the knocker-up could pull on it to wake her up in time for her shift in the weaving sheds before the war.

[Top Claret]

My grandmas in Barrowford had a long drop toilet, used to frighten me to death that I would falll down it.

The correct name is a tippler

[Harrygate]

Sadly I can remember everything that has been mentioned!

I also remember people having a credit account at the corner shop, having the coffin (with body) in the front room after someone had died with the neighbours visiting to pay their respects. On a more positive note I also remember, at the age of 5, walking to and from school either on my own or with the kids next door - maybe technically that was in the fifties.

[Cirrus_Minor]

When did the knocker uppers come to an end?

I remember Mike Harding used to go on about how he tried to to explain about 'knocker uppers' to an American audience. He said they were astounded when he said they have people paid to come round to people's houses to do it first thing in the morning for dozens of folk, that it involved the use of a long pole and they could do whilst standing outside below the bedroom window.

[tim_noone]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

[tim_noone]

Anyway - who used to get-up the Knocker Up - his mam?

Just mentioned this to mutha who's in her eighties "who got him up?" She asked...My dad had one cos he was early starts 4am on the post.

[cricketfieldclarets]

When did the knocker uppers come to an end?

Ive still got two. Just like that.

Didnt even know I had a window cleaner. He turned up at crack of dawn the other week while I was starkers. I nipped into the back bed room. Turns out ive two window cleaners I didnt know about

So thats what ground fees are for

Great thread though. Wish a lot of the morals and values of that era were around today if not the hygiene and other downsides....

[cricketfieldclarets]

My maternal grandmother who lived in Burnley Wood was profoundly deaf. She apparently tied a long piece of string round her foot, strung it through the bedroom window and left the other end tied to the bottom of the drain pipe so that the knocker-up could pull on it to wake her up in time for her shift in the weaving sheds before the war.

love this. That generation are something else.

[cricketfieldclarets]

Just mentioned this to mutha who's in her eighties "who got him up?" She asked...My dad had one cos he was early starts 4am on the post.

Matbe they had a couple of foreigners on continental shifts

[califclaret]

My Grandma on Woodbine Road had a tippler, shone a torch down it, Scared me to death, could take old newspapers to chip shop, Dubbin, Rag Bone man. Fish man Friday. man named Emolas window cleaner.
Remember lots of vehicles would run away and crash bottom of Manny Road. Burnley wonderful people and great place to grow up.

[bob-the-scutter]

who remembers this?

[bob-the-scutter]

This is the England brexiteers want to return to.

Sh*tting outside, tramps with horse drawn carriages, and rodent infestations.

Is that the result of some pole you ran?

[piston broke]

Once turned out to a cat stuck below a tippler. after thinking we would have to smash it to get the cat out the boss came up with his plan. We lifted the flow cover in the backyard and poured water down the bog onto it. The cat came up through the cover like a rocket and did two laps of the yard without touching the ground.
They really were the good old days.

[Paul Waine]

who remembers this?

Yes, I remember that, mid-60s going off the two cars? But, there are also flowers growing on the roundabout.....?

My Gran's in east Manchester, old terraced house, "tippler" outside loo, as described above. Gas mantles - no elec. Tin bath hanging on the wall in the kitchen... placed in front of the "range" when it was the day for a bath. A "kitchen sink" chiselled out of stone, broad but very shallow. Cold water only, until later a instant gas water heater was fitted (1960 ish). My Grandad laid out upstairs when he passed away - I think from "cotton worker's lung" - aged 60s.

Then slum clearance arrived and she moved to a flat with bathroom and in door loo. Progress.

[RalphCoatesComb]

Oilcloth
Silverfish
Gas chap
Coal chap
Rent chap
Pipe TV
Tippler
Radiogram
Epilogue
Pictures
Selling out shop

Kids these days just don't know they're born

[bfcjg]

My maternal grandmother who lived in Burnley Wood was profoundly deaf. She apparently tied a long piece of string round her foot, strung it through the bedroom window and left the other end tied to the bottom of the drain pipe so that the knocker-up could pull on it to wake her up in time for her shift in the weaving sheds before the war.

Give over you're pulling my leg

[tim_noone]

A mate of mine took me to see his gran he said she was at his uncles (great ).I thought it odd cos she was a bit old and I'd been to her place a couple of weeks earlier visiting.there she was laid out in an open coffin under the window!! He had a weird sense of humour.i was only 14/15.

[Dark Cloud]

who remembers this?

Me!

[tim_noone]

Me!

Safeways

[mikeS]

Ralph, i'd forgotten several other regular visitors to the house;

the electric chap
the co-op Insurance man
the Hornimans tea man
the pop chap
the catalogue men (Grattans, Freemans)
the chimney-sweep who would come when the chimney caught-fire.
The doctor. The doctor would come to the house, sometimes daily if you were badly until you were better. There was no A and E as such, you went to the chemist for 'a bottle' or the the herbalist for a 'pick-me-up.'

And people left their doors unlocked and the front door open in summer.


proudsville circa 1960