Walking through Wycoller with John Bentley ........i am sorting through family bits and pieces today and found a lovelyTH programme with some nice poetry by Nesta Wood .....my family came from up that way a couple of generations ago and finished up on the isle of wight (no ...not in the prisons!). On route to the Island there was a short stay in Sheffield..hence my dad being a Wednesday supporter ......i followed Grandad in being a lifelong claret i am proud to say ! Anyways my family name is Hartley and on googling the history of wycoller hall it was originally owned by the Hartley family !!! so watch out i may return one day . The summer non football waffling season has begun ,

Are you leave or remain?

I am 68 and male

Stoneyholme grim in some aspects But great community to grow up in as a kid in the fifties and sixties.very happy times.

iowalan wrote:Walking through Wycoller with John Bentley ........i am sorting through family bits and pieces today and found a lovelyTH programme with some nice poetry by Nesta Wood .....my family came from up that way a couple of generations ago and finished up on the isle of wight (no ...not in the prisons!). On route to the Island there was a short stay in Sheffield..hence my dad being a Wednesday supporter ......i followed Grandad in being a lifelong claret i am proud to say ! Anyways my family name is Hartley and on googling the history of wycoller hall it was originally owned by the Hartley family !!! so watch out i may return one day . The summer non football waffling season has begun ,

Your inheritance might take some sorting out. Half of Trawden, Winewall and Wycoller are Hartleys. Gets very complicated working out family trees!!

I once had a teacher called Hartley. Nicest rear end I'd ever seen as an 8 year old.

iowalan wrote:I am 68 and male

tim_noone wrote:Stoneyholme grim in some aspects But great community to grow up in as a kid in the fifties and sixties.very happy times.

It has made me what I am now growing up in Stoneyholme , hummmm maybe I should delete that

iowalan wrote:Walking through Wycoller with John Bentley ........i am sorting through family bits and pieces today and found a lovelyTH programme with some nice poetry by Nesta Wood .....my family came from up that way a couple of generations ago and finished up on the isle of wight (no ...not in the prisons!). On route to the Island there was a short stay in Sheffield..hence my dad being a Wednesday supporter ......i followed Grandad in being a lifelong claret i am proud to say ! Anyways my family name is Hartley and on googling the history of wycoller hall it was originally owned by the Hartley family !!! so watch out i may return one day . The summer non football waffling season has begun ,

Would that be John Bentley the historian, former teacher and all round top man? If so I'd always say he had the biggest impact on my life. Would love to know how he is ....

tim_noone wrote:Stoneyholme grim in some aspects But great community to grow up in as a kid in the fifties and sixties.very happy times.

What a **** tip is now

kicker_conspiracy wrote:I once had a teacher called Hartley. Nicest rear end I'd ever seen as an 8 year old.

What's he doing now?

theroyaldyche wrote:What a **** tip is now

It Kind of was then.

dougcollins wrote:What's he doing now?

A 20 stretch

theroyaldyche wrote:A 20 stretch

Oh dear! my dreams of maybe becoming the squire of Wycoller crushed ...to read the descriptive poetry in the Wycoller walks guide i was assuming the area was on a par with the Lake district .......the poem by Nesta wood

THE CHARM OF WYCOLLER
I have come singing when red sun of evening skies
Has made enchantment manifest before my eyes;
When fresh from day-long roving over wind-swept heights,
Half drunk with air and distances and pure delights,
With silent laughter having trod by moorland streams,
I stand within the valley of my youthful dreams,

With gladness they have greeted me,the spirits thee,
The joyous sounds of welcoming have filled the air;
And i have thrown my arms in love about a tree-
So well beloved are all ,so beautiful to me -
And listened with my cheek against the deep-scarred bark
To the celestial singing of an angel lark.

How i have loved the mossy earth beneath my feet,
And loved the glossy meadowlands with lush green sweet
Whilst i have lingered long beside those ferny streams
That murmur through the valley, home of happy dreams;
And i have never wished to journey far from here,
No other place has ever seemed one half so dear.

So i have come singing to that ever sacred place
Whose peace has clothed my spirit with its timeless grace.

Any poem about Wycoller worth it's salt should be including a verse about the pie and peas served in the tearoom there. Superb and excellently served with red cabbage and a jug of gravy.

kicker_conspiracy wrote:I once had a teacher called Hartley. Nicest rear end I'd ever seen as an 8 year old.

I had a couple of years at sunny bank school in Burnley, the head teacher was a ms Hartley, stunning figure I recall but I think ended up doing time for getting too ‘close’ to her pupils.

Such a job to pull 'em up

Holtyclaret wrote:I had a couple of years at sunny bank school in Burnley, the head teacher was a ms Hartley, stunning figure I recall but I think ended up doing time for getting too ‘close’ to her pupils.

I think we're on the same page