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Discussion in 'Stafford Chat' started by MISS T, Nov 28, 2006.
Your big problem if you want to visit is finding somewhere to park.
To the west of the line, between the tunnel and the junction with the existing track to Stoke, is an evenly spaced scattering of sheds, served by a track over the line from the A518. These used to seem more visible from the road than they do now. I've always wondered if they are a repurposed wartime relic - @Fonzie-NL may be along with some information one day.
The scattering of the sheds has a hint of 'damage limitation in the event of a mishap', or just unobtrusiveness.
These sheds were part of a second world war ammunition depot.
There was also a narrow gauge railway serving the site...
My 'reply' ^above was meant tongue-in-cheek, in retrospect it comes across as unnecessarily aggressive, sorry.
Scanned in from my old Stafford Handbook published in 1906. I'm sure this building will be familiar to some. Learned to swim there from countless school visits, and was also taught how to 'drown' by Duggy Owen.
Mr Owen! Terrorised every kid in Stafford at the time I think. I met him a couple of years after leaving school, what an absolutely lovely bloke. A real gent.
Taught us all to swim though ... that's come in handy once or twice.
Great photo. Any more from that era? Orspital, praps?
He couldn't be fooled by a one legged hop across the pool , pretending to be swimming either .
He had to fish me out of the deep end with the hook one lesson , after I'd dived in for my green badge. Rather than continuing to swim the length, I was crawling round the bottom of the pool . Then he gave me a telling off
Rubber brick in at the deep end.
Wow ! Great song - just don’t quite get the ‘Dougie Owen’ connection - unless it’s ‘anger’ (?) and Dougie did always seem to be angry.
Verruca SALT / BRINE Baths ? Catching a VERRUCA at the baths ?
You've won a cannonball in to the deep end.
Watch out for @basil on the way out.
In 1978 I came back from sea with a brand new SLR camera I'd bought in Japan. I spent a day wandering around Stafford taking pix here and there. (As you can see, maybe I should have bought a 'Photography for Dummies' book at the same time. )
In those days cameras required a film, the light, aperture and exposure time to be set which I eventually figured out, although the Japanese-to-English translation in the manual was a bit off the wall. A couple of years later on my way home from a walking holiday in Scotland, I parked up in Glasgow for a nosh and my car was broken into and the camera disappeared along with a bag of dirty washing from a week in the mountains.
Pity really as I'd just about figured out how to use it properly.
The Ancient High House in 1978.
Cantors turn your house into a home.
Cantors was a bit of a monstrosity as a building wasn't it ? What were they thinking back then putting that pile of bricks next to the AHH ?
Turning it into McDs doesn't seem like a great leap forward