Great reading all these names i remember as a kid in Lowther Street, although my nan and gag would turn in their graves with everyone spelling their name wrong..lol ITS PEW .. Jack & Molly Pew LoL..
I Have really enjoyed reading and seeing the photos from yesteryear, i remember playing in the bombdys as a six or seven year old next door to the lord ecky pub, where we stashed our bommy wood, and had pitched battles with other streets to protect our stash. i would love to know when the picture of lowther st was taken, i could well be one of those urchins.
Hi, I hope this photo might bring back some memories. It was taken in the summer of either 67 or 68, for the sunset behind the houses, which were just a shiloete. I've recently re-scanned the image to give detail of the houses. It's not marvelous - after all, they wern't the subject of the picture.
The photo is taken from near the bottom Exmouth St, where it flattens out, looking west to the houses on one side of Bentnick St. It could be Sun St that we see the end of terrace on the left side, but it could be the backs of the shops in Conway St on the right. Another clue is the shadow of a raised roofline behinf the terraces. Sorry to sound vague, but it was a while ago. Modern houses were built there, possibly firemans houses, which were demolished while still quite new, and the ones that are there now were built in their place.
I've written on this before , so please forgive me if I'm repeating myself - but a few more things have come back to me . My mum & dad had the shop at 90 Bentinck St and I was born there in 1960 . Although I was only very young when we moved I do remember some things . There was Len the butcher who moved up to Derby Rd-in Bentinck St itself there was a sweet shop called either Jardine's or Ainsworth's .One of our neighbours was Ann Williams (or Williamson?) and my first best mate was Malcolm Dutton who lived in Lowther St.My sister , Pauline Wilson, was older than me-she was born in 1952 and my mum and dad were Tommy and Edie Wilson . Does anyone remember them ? My dad was a boilermaker and at the time I think he worked at Rutherford's (Neptune Street ?).We moved to Sale in about 1964 , coming back to Birkenhead a year later-my old lady wouldn't settle! We then lived in Crown St until '68 when we moved to the Noctorum .
That picture looks as if it's taken from Hilton st and looking towards the houses in new Sun st, the Deers lived in one of them, and yes I remember the Pews and I remember Cavan Hi Cav , I lived at 13 Lowther and we moved to the Ford and as my mum didn't like it, we moved to Hilton st.
does anyone from Lowther St remember winnie the witch. she lived in the big house on the corner, i think her name was Violet something, she frightened the life out of us....
I don't think that it is (little) Sun St. There doesn't appear to be any shops and on opposite corners of Sun St were a butcher and Miss Heggies. The Deers lived on the odd number side as did the Griffiths. I remember the Duffs and old Mrs Griffiths on the even number side. The style of houses look like Bentink St where the Ashmans (bookies)lived but I cannot see the little hall where my dad used to pay his boilermakers' subs. But I was only a little kid in those days and a lot of water has passed under the bridge since then.
I've taken a better look at the map now. I'm still sure that it was taken from the pavement of Exmouth St, and there is just a little bit showing at the botttom. I think the houses are in the block numbering 42 to 62 Bentnick St, with demolition already taken place between Moon St (coming in from the left) and Rose St. It was the mention of a hall that helped me with this. On the extreme right of the row is the hall, I think. It's got a lampost in front of it, which is lit. At first I thought that it might have been the backs of the shops in Conway St, but it's too far up. This means that we are looking at the end of the entry and the back of the terrace of houses in Sun St, over towards the left of picture, about a quater of the way across. Because it's the back, we can't tell if its shops or houses. But I still can't figure out what the shiloete is just above the roof line of the middle houses in that block. Hope this helps.
Yep, I agree. I forgot about the Sun St entry.and that is the hall behind the lamp post. Bert Ashman lived a little bit further down Benny. You would nip down the entry by the hall and put the bets on at his back door. Dear God! I'm old.
Re davey Hayes ( sunday school ) I remember most Sunday's Miss Simpson throwing you out for being naughty !...... then you would disrupt her Bible lessons by throwing stones on the roof ...
( Annie )
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I remember raymond deer. My sister gillian and i, we lived at 36 Lowther st,went on either a school trip or sunday school trip i forget which with him to colwyn bay mountain zoo and while he was trying to collect peacock feathers for his mum from the bottom of an enclosure (through the bars) a meercat ran up and bit him on the finger. I remember falling about laughing when a woman standing next to him asked if it hurt and when he said yes, she smacked him over the back of his head and said it was serves him right. Raymond lived next door to the old dear who had a cat named wilberforce she was forever knocking on doors and asking if anyone had seen her pussy, which caused an awful lot of tittering i can tell you.
idoi lived at 65 craven st my name is robbie johnson she would shout at u if u looked at her i think the police had to get her out of her house so it could b knocked down i was about 9 i went to cole street school and played on the corne of craven st and sun st
I lived in 34 Lowther Street with my parents Sandy and Ann Williamson and my sisters Linda and Jean until I left to join the Army in 1964. The family moved to the Noctorum in 1970. Some of my mates were Kenny Sharkey, Peter Chisholm and John Williams from Fox Street. I remember Winnie the Witch (AKA) Violet, who lived on the corner of Old Lowther Street. Paul O’Grady lives close to me in Kent, I sometimes see him in the local supermarket, but I can’t bring myself to approach him and say “I know your Vera”. Hard times, but good times – taught me how to deal with life
