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Topic: Goldenhill "Gateway to the Potteries"
Tom Simpson
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Goldenhill "Gateway to the Potteries"
on: February 19, 2011, 21:05

David Wood on the Home Page has written an excellent article on what it was like in Goldenhill going back to the 1940s, 50s & 60s.

Why not share some of your memories with us so that we can all reminisce of the good old times or not.


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Re: Goldenhill "Gateway to the Potteries"
on: February 21, 2011, 18:48

I have a few more titles to add to the list of facilities etc which existed in Goldenhill.


Two cobblers shops,a fishmongers,a post office,a dry cleaners,an ice cream maker, an undertakers and a monumental masons.


You could have a game of snooker in the Miners Institute or Uffers as it was known or even a game of bowls on the bowling green behind the Red Lion.


I hope all this either brings back fond memories or generates a desire to know more about the village life in Goldenhill.


David Wood


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Re: Goldenhill "Gateway to the Potteries"
on: March 10, 2011, 18:45

The earliest mention of Goldenhill that I can find is 1670, I found this on the internet in the information about Tunstall.


During the research into my family tree I found that my earliest ancestor was born in 1760.

He was my great, great, great grandfather.

Even though I no longer live in the village my sister still does so the lineage has lasted for 251 years.

All of my ancestors were born at Woodstock which is along Broadfield road, past the old chapel, the pub and the ruined farm on the left.

The cottages my family were born in were opposite the old farm.

This was known as Woodstock Bower.

My grandfather purchased that cottage, No 6, for the princely sum of £44 in 1902.

The last of the cottages were demolished in 1955, the reason given was for road to be widened.

Still looks pretty narrow to me.

The cottage did not have electricity, the lighting was by gas and the cooking and heating by coal.

My father told me that when he was a young boy, he was born 1910, the lighting was by oil or parafin lamps.

I used to got to the farm with my grandmother to buy milk, fresh from the cow.


More later, ask me about the old chapel and the schools.


David Wood


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Re: Goldenhill "Gateway to the Potteries"
on: April 7, 2011, 18:20

My education began in 1950 when I was 4 years old.

It was the nursery class in Heathside Lane and the building is still standing.

At that time the lane was always referred to as Hodgefields, it was only later that they poshed it up with the Heathside name.

The old British Legion stood opposite the school gates, the building if my memory serves me well was a nissan hut type structure.

The nursery class teacher was Mrs Clarke and there was always a big roaring fire in the fireplace.

The next teacher was Mrs Chadwick, quite a stern lady who ruled with a firm voice.

After that came Miss Cooper's class, she was a very nice teacher and I think that she was the one who organised the concerts.

The top class was the domain of Miss Clarke, a very tiny lady who took no prisoners with unruly boys, I found this out quite soon.

It was in this class that I remember being told to go straight to the classroom and wait, rather than stay in the hall for assembly.

After a short while we were told to go into the hall and the headmistress, Mrs Bailey announced to the school that the King had died, that was 1952.

We then sang God Save The Queen.


So off I went to the Church of England school down the road.

The headmaster was Mr Chesworth.

In this school you stayed with the same teacher for the 3 years and mine was good old Mr Beech.

Mr Beech actually had Goldenhill roots, his grandparents had a farm in Gill Bank,

that is the lane that goes down to Woodstock from the playground at the top of the village.

Mr Beech was responsible for the pottery kiln we had installed, we made small pottery items and he fired them when there was enough to justify the cost of the electricity.

Joseph Durber made really nice polar bear figures, he even had orders for them.

Because my birthday was in the middle of September I had to stay an extra year otherwise I would have gone to the senior school at 10 years old instead of 11.

That year was with Mr Hancock, equally as good and as nice as Mr Beech.

We had a patron who attended the school a few times every year and he was Captain L V Potts, the captain of an oil tanker that sailed between the UK and the Arabian gulf, one port being Aberdan.

The ships belonged to British Petroleum and the school house teams were names after his ships.

My house team was Sincerity.


In the summer of 1958 I made it to Goldenhill Secondary Modern school.

The first year was with Miss Foskett, we didn't get on.

The second year was with Mr Heath, a brilliant teacher, I loved the technical drawing classes very much and I actuallly became draughtsman after my apprenticeship.

The third year was Mr Dale, he opened up a completely new world in maths.

The fourth year was Mr Pollard a well known local cricketer and good teacher.

The geography teacher was Mr Woodcock, nobody fooled about with him, he ruled with great dignity and was completely fair with everybody who behaved themselves.

He had a sign over his classroom door that said " MANNERS MAKETH MAN AND WOMAN "

The PT teacher was Mr Talbot but after the first year Mr Abberley arrived.

He was an old Longtonian so he was very much into the rugby as was the headmaster Mr E V Bailey.

Mr Bailey used to bring his spaniel to school and it was free to roam the school.

The woodwork teacher was Mr Chadwick, he was very tall and an excellent teacher.

I seem to remember a Mrs Griffiths, Mrs Biddle and the cookery teacher

Mrs Durose.

We were the first school in Stoke on Trent to have a television, I only ever saw one programme, but nevertheless we did have one.


I left school just after my 15th birthday in 1961 and started an apprenticeship

on New Years day 1962 at English Electric Kidsgrove, where I stayed until I was made redundant in 1972


David Wood


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