Please feel free to send us your Everton Library Memory and we will add it for you Have a photo or memory you would like to contribute? Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *To submit an image, use choose files below or simply type your memory into the box provided. Please note it can take up to 24 hours for your submission to be approved.Type your memories or suggestions in the box below* Please tick here if you would like to be kept in touch with future progress.Name * Email * Select an image from your desktop (GIF, PNG, JPG, JPEG) or simply leave a memory. *Your email address for information only. This will NOT be published In the early 1960's on rainy dull days the little band of children from my street (Abbey Street) off Heyworth Street, Everton would decide it was library day We would go get our lending cards and a few pennies for the bus and off we would go. It was only two stops on the 25 bus to the library on the hill but it was part of the adventure. Climbing up the old worn steps, in we would go, all quiet and well behaved each moving to our favourite shelves... our imaginations running wild. You could choose two books each, so careful picking was in order. I always loved the big heavy children's encyclopedias full of pictures of wonderful places,wild animals and plants so was one of my choices. Next was mysterious myths and legends. I love a good mystery...still do! Arms full of our books we would file out to have the books stamped with the date of return, then back on the bus home . Curled up in front of the coal fire.. our library books feeding young brains with knowledgeable facts that I still remember to this day... I am 70 years old..so yes, very fond childhood memories of this library in Everton. Such a beautiful building and such a shame it is wasting away. Please save it for the future. I remember .. The little brown card envelope they put the book marker in signifying that you had THAT book out .. the system worked well .. if the staff didnt drop the box of cards on the floor 😬😬 Everton Library is a special place. I think we could have 2 (?) books out at a time .. A wonderful building with much meaning forvthe locals growing up in the area . Long may it be used in whatever form is decided in the future for this beautiful building . Everton Library Reading Room in the 1900s. This picture was uploaded to the Old Netherfield Road Memories Facebook platform by Denis Hargreaves, a great reminder of the way it was when the library enabled people in the community to read the local newspapers as well as select one of thousands of books. An unusual view of the historic Everton Library from the roof of the adjacent St George's 'Iron Church'. Picture: Mark Loudon. Everton Library from Heyworth Street looking at its distinctive tower. As a boy, I lived a few hundred yards from Everton Library in nearby Melbourne Street. I discovered the building as a five year old in 1953 and was an ever-present up to about 1958 when I was ten. Like all libraries, it had this aura about it. We might have been noisy, excited kids in the surrounding inner city streets, but once we walked up the steps of the Everton Library and stepped across the threshold, we knew we were in a special place, full of treasures. We all knew the unwritten rule that silence was golden and tiptoed around in the children’s section in search of our own individual literary favourites. I couldn’t get enough of the ‘Just William’ books, the stories of the ‘Famous Five’, and kept coming back to borrow Enid Blyton’s ‘Magical Faraway Tree’. I would later write 12 books myself, and I’m convinced it was those happy hours spent in Everton Library that inspired me and encouraged me to eventually become an author and a journalist. Some books were like gold dust. If you found one of Enid Blyton’s famous Noddy books, it was as if you had won the lottery. I always struggled to secure one of these titles and often wondered if the ‘Naughty Pixies’ were somehow under instruction to make them invisible to everyone except the good girls and boys. What did that say about me? Like Ken Rogers I lived in Melbourne Street. I was a bit older than Ken, but I also used to go to Everton Library for my ‘Noddy’ books. I have told this story many times and so my family all laughed when I read Ken’s Liverpool Echo column about Everton Library. My confession is that I used to hide two ‘Noddy’ books at a time under loose floorboards in the library, so each time I went back, I would just swap them. Sorry Ken, I think I was that naughty pixie you refer to! I now live in Wales, but I’m from the old Everton district. Every early evening in winter, we went to the wonderful Everton Library where we would read every Famous Five book. This library educated me and my friend through the books and the film shows they put on. In the 1950s I lived a stone’s throw from the library. As young girls do, I had a very innocent meeting with a local boy, but it didn’t go down too well with my strict father who spotted us together. Following a row, I was actually shown the front door and found myself outside Everton Library late at night. Of course, the building was all locked up with the large iron gates at the bottom of the main entrance steps tightly shut. I climbed over and took shelter at the top of the steps, sleeping there all night before getting myself together the following morning and actually going to work at Littlewoods! I can smile about this Everton Library memory now and I’m proud of my wonderful family. I was placed in a children’s home after the death of my mum and reading was a nightmare. I always found it hard to read out loud when the teacher asked me. Nine times out of ten I ended up in the corner of the classroom. The library was the place that helped me overcome these issues.