I was born in holbeck at No1 bowness place. I remember all the old back to backs and gas lamps. I miss the old days, simpler times and much happier. No druggie scum everywhere.
You should see parts of East Leeds now, Harehills, Gipton, Lincoln Green, Burrmantofts (TO NAME BUT A FEW) are f**king desperate! litter strewn, druggie infested, overcrowded shit holes - every man and his dog lives there! zero community spirit etc it feels like half the third world has suddenly been dropped into East Leeds from the sky! Too many sink estates in Leeds & too many pieces of shit breeding more pieces of shit leading to an endless depressing cycle of dysfunctional, thick in the head pieces of shit in society! i bet you'd have trouble finding anywhere as depressing as working class Britain by western European standards!
I was born at 13 St John's Place in 1954 and went to Ingram Road School. I remember the Volunteer Pub, but was too young to go in. I remember Cloggy Beck (see Chris Robinson comments below) at the bottom of the street. At the top of the street was the Barleycorn pub.
I came to England from Australia, aged 4 in 1972. We stayed at my Grandad’s house in the Normanton’s, long since demolished. I remember the cobbled streets, my Grandad starting his coal fire with the front door wide open and visiting the outside toilet in the middle of February. 😂 People didn’t have much back then but their lives seemed to be richer than ours. People knew one another and there was a real community. Sadly that’s all gone and has been replaced with superficial, selfish, individualism & a generation who go around with their faces glued to their phones. If I had a time machine, I know where I’d be heading off to. 😂
I was born in Beeston and remember most of the buildings brings a tear to my eye.
Lovely pictures bringing back fond memories to this 62 year old now living on the west coast of Canada.
I remember practically all of the places on these photos from when I was a child. Thanks v much Richard for your efforts.
My famy was the first pakistani family in beeston the moved in beeston in 1958
I was born in holbeck at No1 bowness place. I remember all the old back to backs and gas lamps. I miss the old days, simpler times and much happier. No druggie scum everywhere.
You should see parts of East Leeds now, Harehills, Gipton, Lincoln Green, Burrmantofts (TO NAME BUT A FEW) are f**king desperate!
litter strewn, druggie infested, overcrowded shit holes - every man and his dog lives there! zero community spirit etc
it feels like half the third world has suddenly been dropped into East Leeds from the sky!
Too many sink estates in Leeds & too many pieces of shit breeding more pieces of shit leading to an endless depressing cycle of dysfunctional, thick in the head pieces of shit in society!
i bet you'd have trouble finding anywhere as depressing as working class Britain by western European standards!
I was born at 13 St John's Place in 1954 and went to Ingram Road School. I remember the Volunteer Pub, but was too young to go in. I remember Cloggy Beck (see Chris Robinson comments below) at the bottom of the street. At the top of the street was the Barleycorn pub.
Ah the memories.Lived around the corner from Tommy Wass' and started school at Ingram Road.
Great football area Beeston. From the south pacific.
Lovely memories ,lived here in the 50s
I was hear in 50 whr was you living in beeston
I was at the closing of the cinema , think itv filmed it if not bbc
I came to England from Australia, aged 4 in 1972.
We stayed at my Grandad’s house in the Normanton’s, long since demolished.
I remember the cobbled streets, my Grandad starting his coal fire with the front door wide open and visiting the outside toilet in the middle of February. 😂
People didn’t have much back then but their lives seemed to be richer than ours. People knew one another and there was a real community. Sadly that’s all gone and has been replaced with superficial, selfish, individualism & a generation who go around with their faces glued to their phones.
If I had a time machine, I know where I’d be heading off to. 😂
Not a paqi in sight GLORIOUS!
Why you need to be racist
Surely ST Josephs was in Hunslet