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Scot Lane smells
christine ackland
As a kid I lived on Scot Lane and where the stadium is now there used to be a sewerage pumping station and a path which led down to the canal and by the canal was the bone works. Further down the road just before the beginning of Marsh Green there was also a council tip which we used to call the Gant...anyone remember the Gant???..The smells from these three places was something else but it never deterred us kids from playing around there. My mum forbid to go anywhere near the tip (gant) and of course that was a red rag to a bull. I'm sure health and safety would have a lot to say about it these days, but guess what.... we had very few illnesses even with all that was floating about in the air. Happy days.

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My uncle used to own a shoe mending shop on Frog Lane. He made me a beltin, pair of red clogs. If I remember correctly his name was Albert Lord. I think he was some relation to the people who owned the slipper factory.

Mrs A...didn't realise that you lived on Scot Lane. I lived on Montrose Ave just up from Scot Lane and went to Scot lane School before moving up to Norley in 1952. I remember walking along the path to the canal past the sewage works. At the top of the path on Scot Lane was a sweet shop that sold pear shaped toffee lollies. They cost one and half pence each and tasted so good just like fresh fruit. I can still taste them.

I carved my name in the wooden fence nearby when I was a young adult but it's gone now.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh...Thanks for the memories......

I think you got me mixed up with Vixen derf I went to St Johns Taught by the lovely Miss Anderton

I am confusicated...Just reading the first post by Admin.


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Scot Lane smells
christine ackland


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Oh sorry derf hadn't realised you were referring to the OP

Fred rodens shop was in scot lane just near the top of the sewerage pad in the fifties,then there was pedders farm at the side of scot lane school, we used to get pears from mr pedder,also was a little duck pond as you went in the gate,I also remember the wagons bringing the prefabs onto worsley hall in the late forties early fifties memories

rodens shop was in scot lane just near the top of the sewerage pad in the fifties

Many thanks, Stars,

That name does sound familiar.

My mother had a good friend who lived in the prefabs. I remember visiting one day as a kid.

Great memories, Yes??

@ Stars,

Do you remember Bill Naylor and his shop near to the school?

Yes bill,Alice his wife and Albert son

gaffer wrote:Sad that Walter died shortly after his retirement.

Sorry to hear that gaffer.

Nice pics, Mrs A. We still have some interesting architecture in Wigan.

Ah Thanks mache.  you can just see it in this you tube video of the demolition of the old town hall

Another Marsh Green story. Does anyone remember Dancer and Dawn

Dancer and Dawn
Anonymous
I remember being a little girl and my older sister taking me down to the bottom of Marsh Green on Scot Lane. In those days, you couldn't go any farther than the Bridgewater pub as it was farm-land. We used to lean over the fence and feed the horses whose names were Dancer and Dawn. I often wonder who owned them and what happened to them.

Schools
Anonymous
In the small settlement of Platt Bridge there were three Primary Schools: Low Hall Primary; St Nathaniel’s Primary; and Holy Family Primary. Holy Family is a faith school (Catholic) and the other two were Local Authority. My sister and brothers went to Low Hall and my mum helped out a lot, meaning I was there a lot when I was younger. The headteacher was Mr Hollion and he was well-loved throughout the school, he was warm and approachable. The school was a real community. One of the teachers set up a Spanish class which my sister adored and is now on track to get an A* in GCSE Spanish. Unfortunately, the day came when Low Hall and St Nathaniel’s were told they were to close and a new Super School was to be built for the pupils of both. There was outcry from the entire community and the campaign to stop the closures began. There were appeals to MPs and marches at the Town Hall. If the community wasn’t united before, it certainly was then. Malicious rumours were spread on what was to be done on the school sites, to incite fear. Petitions were drawn up. Platt Bridge had the feel of a town on the edge of war. Sadly, in this story of David and Goliath, Goliath won. The new school was built and Low Hall and St Nat’s were demolished. In time, the militants returned to being parents and students.

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