Leadenhall Street

Uploaded now, Pete. Thanks for your help on this.

Hello Ken I responded to Philip Duggan's request ( plus photo) regards 111 Leadenhall St about 3 days ago and as it's not yet appeared wondered if you had actually received it? Regards Pete.

Message for Philip Duggan. Hi Philip. My Gran - Mary Duggin and cousins lived at 111 Leadenhall St (see pic of her attached). I am interested as to why you are enquiring about them plus I note the different surname spelling with an 'a' rather then their 'i'. Kind regards Pete.

Hi Does any one remember the DUGGIN family who lived at 111, for about 35 years? and I was wondering which end 111 would be

In reply to Robert McDonald,the fire was at no 46;my parents Edna and Joseph savage bought the house in 1947 and my father rebuilt it,we moved out in 1957

Great picture, Lee. You must be very proud of your mum.

My Mum and me outside, I think 132. My mum was Cathy Shaw

Hi Ken my name is Arthur i remember well my grand mother lived in 32 her name was Jamieson along way from where i live now perth Western Australia

91 Leadenhall Street

Message for Chris George. Hi Chris. Apologies for the delay in replying to your most welcome feedback message. Firstly, my condolences on the recent loss of your mother, Edna. I remember all the neighbours from those days with fondness and it's great to be able to put a name to the beaming girl in the photo. As I lived in no 107, in the next photo down (me on my Honda) the front wheel must be pointing more-or-less to no 108. You didn't say whether you lived there or not - if you did, perhaps we met all those years ago? I'm glad you like the photo which I think was taken by my dad. Also, a message for Rob McDonald: I'm glad you liked the photo of your old house too.

Message for Pete Mears Hi Pete, I've just seen the photo of you perched on the windowsill. I can tell you that the girl on the right is my Mum, Edna Christiansen. She lived at 108 with her Gran, Elizabeth Owens and her Mum and Dad, Mary and Alfred Christiansen. I had never seen this photo before and as my Mum has recently passed away, i was really pleased to see it. Thanks. Chris

Thank you Pete Meyers this is the house I was born in and lived until I was 19. I have never seen this photo before, thank you for the precious memory. Rob

Great nostalgic photo of Mangan's corner shop at the junction of Leadenhall and Wye Streets. Many memories of being sent there by my gran who lived two doors down from us in Leadenhall St to get her 'messages' in the early 60s. My gran would tell us the gruesome tale that, following a heavy air raid by the Luftwaffe in WW2 that hit neighbouring Louisa St, the headless body of a woman was recovered from the rubble. Her head was later found in a bucket in Mangan's back yard. Our young, fertile imaginations would run wild whenever we passed that wall on our way down Wye Street!

Uploaded by David Scarisbrick: The corner of Leadenhall Street leading to Wye Street.

Happily perched on a neighbours windowsill around 1954 time.Unfortunately, I can't remember who the girls are in the photo. Steering carts are a few years away for me yet, as are collecting jam jars, scaveging wood and anything else that would burn for 'bommie night' and scouring the streets and jiggers for the best toffee apples - hoping you got one that didn't make your eyes water, or had a worm in it. Or even worse, half a worm!

Brilliant memory below from Peter Mears and great picture. Clearly a street with a lot of memories for many people.

On my trusty Honda 50 in 1967. At the far end of the street on the corner of Breckfield Rd North and Burleigh Rd South is Payne's chippy, run by a lovely Scottish couple. On the left on the corner of the street is Parry's shop where we bought our 'messages', and, importantly, the weekly Beano comic. Their son, Eddie Parry, was in the group The Dennisons and their drummer was Clive Hornby, who later went on to play Jack Sugden in Emmerdale. We had a great community spirit in the street and some of the family names I remember are: Heap, Field, Byrne, madgin, clark, billinge, Rigby, Miller, Stratton, and Jessop. I have great memories of bonfire nights when one year the fire in the street (just behind me in the photo), was so hot that the front doors started to blister and the putty in the window frames softened up, at which point a fire engine arrived to damp it down. luckily, it was after we'd had our chestnuts and spuds out of the fire! I remember on hot, summer days bursting tar bubbles in the road surface with a lolly ice stick, and the winter of 1963 when it snowed and snowed, but we still went to school. Everton library was my sanctuary and I still recall the buzz of finding a Famous Five book I hadn't read and later, the Hardy Boys.

I lived in the lower half of Leadenhall Street (between Wye St & Breckfield Rd North) from the early 50s to the late 60s and wondered if the house that Robert McDonald lived in is the same one in the attached photo? I think it was taken near the end of 1969 when I was home on leave from the RAF; about the time families were starting to be moved away in preparation for the demolition teams' breaking balls!

I lived at the top of Leadenhall street right on the corner. The house was classed as Mere Lane. Pleased to see the photos here. One of my earliest memories as a pre-school child was a fire in a house about 2/3rd of the way down Leadenhall street on the right hand side as you walk down. I recall running with older children down the back entry and seeing smoke coming out of the window. Two very young twins died in that fire and I have tried to research it without success. It is only in these older years that I'm troubled by that memory.

Great picture from Janet, below. Thank you. We are looking for more pictures from the old streets and any others from family albums to remind us our wonderful old community.

This photo is taken outside 65 Leadenhall Street in 1963. I'm on the far left of the picture (aged 8) and my brother Barry (aged 6) is on the far right. I think the girls in the middle are the Mooney sisters who lived further up the street. The baby in the pram is my youngest brother, Graham. The family had lived in Leadenhall St since at least 1920 and we left Leadenhall St in November 1964.

60-64 Leadenhall Street towards Wye Street.

Neat little houses in Leadenhall Street

Leadenhall Street.

That memory of the old Everton Library reminded me of a reunion event I had at St George's Church. I mentioned that the Noddy books in that library were like gold dust and that it was hard to find one on a shelf. A lady from my old street revealed that she used to lift a floorboard and hide any new Noddy books so she could choose them next time. It's lucky Mr Plod wasn't around!

Another great memory of living in Leadenhall Street was its close proximity to Everton Library where I spent so much time as a youth. Like many people it is sad to see it in such a bad state or repair but nothing lasts for ever and if the cost of restoring it to its former glory is prohibitive then it has to be accepted that it has had it's day. It is perhaps more disappointing that libraries are not used anything like as often as they used to be but again times change and fifty years ago I never thought I would be sharing my memories of the street where I lived with potentially the rest of the world so I am definitely not going to criticise progress when it allows great forums like this one.

Great memory Kenneth. I remember Leadenhall Street well, having been a member of the nearby St George's church choir and youth club. I lived in Melbourne Street. Of course, you were close to the famous Watts Scouse Pie Shop on Heyworth Street.I think that's what it was called.

Lived at 40 Leadenhall Street from approximately 1955 to 1969 with my mother Margaret, father Edgar who died at the very early age of 37 in 1960 and brothers Alan & John and sister Jean. A great sense of community that will never be repeated. My mother loved to sit on the step and chat to the neighbours. People lived in relative poverty in those austere times but made up for the lack of material possessions by looking out for each other. St Georges Church and the local Boys Brigade headquarters were just a short stroll away while every shop and amenity were close at hand. A great place to grow up.