The following are a description of three blue prints /drawings of past pubs. All are available to a group for historic protection. I would like these to go to a safe place for the benefit of future archivists if deemed relevant. Any suggestions ? Droylsden FC is more than a team; it’s a community. Engaging with local schools and charities fosters a sense of community. 8. Fascinating Facts of Intriguing Personalities Wellington street being demolished, and this became an adventure ground for the local children. One I remember that rat in the outside loo, I remember the tippler too, and I remember that after you found the rat, you wouldn’t let me go to the toilet anymore... well I had to go, but you weren’t happy about it... come to think of it neither was I, I never did like that toilet! I wasn’t really scared of the rat though, I was used to the rats that David and Ethel next door used to keep, and his ferrets... so rats and things have never bothered me that much. The Ashton dialect with its broad ‘brogue’, although only 3-4 miles distant from where I grew up, was a great sense of amusement to local Openshaw kids. It is amazing how different it is from the inner city ‘Manc’ accent. Even today I listen with a sense of amusement, but with respect also, as many came to be friends of mine in later years and reversed it to make us sound ‘common’. Funny old world.

Looking through the front window of 145 watching cattle and sheep being herded up Union Street to make their way across Henrietta Street to the Union Street slaughter house. I think that these premises subsequently became a Car service Garage. Those of a nervous disposition might find it more comfortable flushing the loo before using it, this should at least give you a head start! Also remember to drop the lid after. We don’t want him getting out and making his way to the larder. We also heard of a previous occupant called Hartney John. Older residents also said it had been a doctor's surgery

Tameside Memories

We Brits (Ashtonians, in particular) are a funny lot. Wherever we go or wherever we are, we seem to have a preoccupation with lavatories. We can ROFL when it comes to jokes about lavs and we can have in-depth discussions about them. We even discuss the attributes of foreign lavs and how they compare to our own. In my experience no conversation escapes the ultimate topic, the lav. Or is it just me?! In 1954 my husband and I lived on Taunton Road and so our son David became a pupil at the council school around 1959 and became a 'Council Rat'. Miss. Fielding was the head teacher of the Infant Dept. Mr. Beard, I believe, in the Juniors.

My family lived at 145 Union street Ashton-u-Lyne during the war years and beyond. There were six of us in the family Mam and Dad and four children all boys. I was the youngest born in 1938. my brother Edward was born in 1936. Ronald was born in 1934 and Sidney the eldest was born in 1929. At lunchtime we all crowded into the Town Hall and were given a rather badly cooked roast dinner, but it was time to show off again and my brother and I took to the stage and started singing songs for everyone. It was a long cold day but one that I will not forget. A few years later we used the hall for school discos, and I was quite sad when the place burned down whilst we were still at school. The front of the Hall was saved but the rest converted to a garden. Years later I had met and old friend from school who was later to become my husband and when we were first going out we used to walk through the garden bemoaning the fact that we didn’t yet have our own place. And often when completely worse for wear we would turn round and say that the garden was ‘our house’. P.S. I lived on Oldham Road where my father had a butchers shop. The property was at the bottom of Downshaw Road nearby to the Methodist Church. Droylsden’s artistic flair isn’t just about painting on canvas; it’s a testament to the town’s vibrant spirit. So, whether you’re an art aficionado or just curious, Droylsden’s arts scene promises to ignite your imagination and leave you inspired.The tripe shop on the corner of Camp Street and Henrietta Street. My Dads favourite dishes were tripe and vinegar, fried slut or elder and jellied pigs trotters Ugh! It seems that Geoffrey was watching the competitors getting ready, when one was suddenly taken ill. The organisers were asking if anyone could dance and Geoffrey had volunteered, and the reason he couldn't let on to us was that he was, at the time, being judged going onto the playing fields.

I sold my business in Yorkshire in 1996 and retired, we moved down to London to be with the kids in 2000, I am now one of the great re-employed. The local business united the community thrives on collaboration, promoting local commerce and strengthening the local economy. Citizens watch out for one another, ensuring a safe environment. Donkey stone- did you know that you can still buy donkey stone in Ashton Market? I have some right here! My Mum used to stone our front step and woe betide you if you stepped on it whilst it was still wet! Meg I have memories of the youth clubs, rugger club and the Cheshire A.C. I also played Lacrosse at Ashton, as well as all the walking I did with my Dad over the Isle of Sky (Greenfield) and the Peak National Park Hayfield, it fact an old friend of mine stilll lives in Tunstell Lane Green Field. the Cushion bearer for the crown of flowers for our Ladies Statue in St Mary's church was Gerard Hone. He walked in front of the May Queen.I won't write any more now, we will have plenty of time to get into detail, hopefully. I am going to copy this and send it to Colin so that he's in the picture. I had always regarded my life in Openshaw as merely different from what came after, and if I’m honest, I didn’t particularly enjoy living there, and was glad to leave. In recent years, though, I’ve realised that it was a special place in many ways. The Metrolink tram network connects the city to Manchester, making it a breeze to explore the region. Stroll along the canal towpaths to discover cozy cafes and charming pubs with waterside views. Each year, the town is adorned with vibrant floral displays.

My auntie had one of these tippler toilets- I was scared of falling down it! Once they flushed the dead goldfish down there and I was sure it was going to swim up and bite me on the bum! Margaret There were usually dances on at the Town Hall or one of the local youth clubs. A band, “The Bushmen”, a group of Sixth Formers at Ashton Grammar school, were very popular and we’d find out where they were playing so we could follow them. I remember a dance at Audenshaw Grammar School. It was themed as “Finnegan’s Wake” (very literary!) and the band playing that night were Herman and the Hermits! Throughout the year, Droylsden hosts food festivals where you can indulge in gastronomic adventures. Beyond the food, it is the warm welcome and friendly faces that make it a culinary haven. 6. Hidden Natural Wonders and Architectural Marvels I used to go in the Gardeners Arms on Taunton road too. The Don Quixote bar and that purple lighting! Even the ugly ones looked ok in that dark purple lighting!! John Droylsden has something special for everyone, from its illustrious past to its vibrant present. So, let’s dive in and discover the captivating tales and hidden gems. 1. Droylsden’s Surprising Connection to MusicI remember wonderfully friendly neighbours and being given sixpence by my grandad to spend at the local sweetie shop. I can’t remember the road the shop was on but I do remember walking up harp st to a road that ran directly behind belsize garage and came out near redmonds on ashton old road. The sweet shop was just before you turned onto ashton old road. In Greater Manchester, Droylsden boasts a rich tapestry of history and culture. Did you know that this charming town has a thriving football legacy? The Bloods Football Club was founded in 1892. The journey has been filled with thrilling matches and passionate fans. Walking to Hartshead pike from the Coalpit Hills on Lees Road/Smallshaw Lane up to the Knott Hill reservoir. As we wrap up our journey through the 12 fascinating facts that make this town so special, it’s clear that Droylsden is much more than meets the eye. Our journey through the 12 fascinating facts that make Droylsden so special has revealed that it is more than meets the eye.