A trip down memory lane around Manchester....

Could have swore there was a duck pond in folg lane park !. My 5 year mind seems to think I fed the ducks every day and it was just across the road from us ! I can remember being on my dads bike and going rowing with him , so that's definitely Platt Fields and remember the small zoo.
There was a duck pond at Fog Lane in the 90's next to where the pets corner was (is that still there?)
Was run by a bloke called Brian who had lost both legs.
 
There was a duck pond at Fog Lane in the 90's next to where the pets corner was (is that still there?)
Was run by a bloke called Brian who had lost both legs.

I am talking around mid 60's ! Sure there was a pond than. But as I say in was only 5 or 6. The thing I remember is because mum worked over the road at the cake box and would have fed the ducks after mum finished work :)
 
Also remember having my hair cut in the basement in Lewis’ .. then queuing up to see Father Christmas .
Also remember a cafe facing Piccadilly gardens called the milk maid .Great memories.
There was a weird barbershop in the subterannean mens toilets at Piccadilly Station back in the 70s and 80s, and probably before that. I always wondered who would choose to get their hair cut while inhaling the piss of a million commuters
 
There was a weird barbershop in the subterannean mens toilets at Piccadilly Station back in the 70s and 80s, and probably before that. I always wondered who would choose to get their hair cut while inhaling the piss of a million commuters
I remember that barbershop ... weird. I bet it meant something else when he asked if you wanted owt for the weekend!
I wonder how many people missed their trains whilst getting a short back and sides.
 
There was a weird barbershop in the subterannean mens toilets at Piccadilly Station back in the 70s and 80s, and probably before that. I always wondered who would choose to get their hair cut while inhaling the piss of a million commuters
Good call that ... half way down the stairs a barber shop !! Wasn’t the bar in Piccadilly called bonerparts ( excuse the spelling) some odd reasons Piccadilly is a big memory for me regarding Manchester always remember the diesel smell and the glass roof . Getting off the special in the early eighties was just sound.
 
Houses on the Green End now. Apsley Cottage a legendary hangout of bands and roadies, a handy place to pick up spare tickets for sold out gigs
Didn’t know that the green end had gone sad that for me.
I was very lucky to have my auntie and uncle in the apsley some superb memories especially after the gigs I used to have a look at the signage on the bus home to Glossop at the Apollo and if I fancied it just one phone call and I was in .
The stand out memory was I took my brother in law there ( I wasn’t into his music) was mr meatloaf what absolute star and gentleman he was absolute diamond of a fella.
 
I remember going to stand on Princess road pavement as Father Christmas procession arrived on its way to Lewis’s.
Also, as a nipper the school took us to stand along Wilbraham Road, waving paper flags, as Princess Margaret swept past in a big car with steamed up windows. I remember that vividly because I was dying for a piss and held it for far longer than I could today!
 
East mancs of a certain age will remember john edgar ( gulliver)..hes on greggs step here ^ on the old road but could often be found warming his mitts on the fire-barrell outside johnsons wire works....just about where the co-op arena's being built
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I remember going upstairs on buses and all the seats were bench seats, and the passenger aisle being down the right side of the bus, not in the middle.
Never liked going upstairs on the old Trolly busses, because of the electric box on top.
Pipe smoking, so many back in the 60s, something you dont see today.
Picadilly Gardens, Bellvue and the Bobs, Citys Floodlights, Crowcroft park, Birch fields, all places which i remember.
 
Hanson Hotel in Longsight, went to so many wedding receptions,and parties upstairs, huge place, all family affairs.
My grandmother going out everyweek to the local Church hall for bingo.
Grandads pub, the Gold Cup.
 
Probably posted before but was the Malmaison Hotel not a dolls hospital.
I remember 1980s almost all the city centre pubs shut late afternoon and it was really only a few near the theatres that opened at night

Could be false memory right enough
 
My earliest memory of Manchester city centre was the old deansgate Hotel. I seem to remember it had been burnt (bombed?)out. I always remember it being derelictstmarysgate2 (1).jpg
 
I remember 1980s almost all the city centre pubs shut late afternoon and it was really only a few near the theatres that opened at night

Could be false memory right enough

Pubs everywhere until 1988 had to close between 3pm - 5.30pm.
Then they could be 11am - 11pm.
Pretty sure my local was 11am to 2pm and 7pm to 11am.
When I lived in Sale, Jackson's Boat would be rammed Sunday evening as Manchester pubs closed 10.30pm but Trafford pubs were 11pm
 
Recall either late 60's / early 70's going to my grandparents in Benchill (back of the Silver Birch) and going swimming at Sharston.
They were building the M56 spur road next to it, the road dug out below street level, it was all cranes and tractors down there with no road laid down at that point.
Years later I always gave a smile when driving on the spur and passing the pool- which is now long gone.
 
Pubs everywhere until 1988 had to close between 3pm - 5.30pm.
Then they could be 11am - 11pm.
Pretty sure my local was 11am to 2pm and 7pm to 11am.
When I lived in Sale, Jackson's Boat would be rammed Sunday evening as Manchester pubs closed 10.30pm but Trafford pubs were 11pm

That makes sense
So most city centre pubs did not open up again after the lunchtime close.

I often attended training courses at the BT training centre now the Macdonald Hotel
 

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