I was happy on the King Oswy estate but my mates preferred the Central & Headland

The Marina has been good for the town and cost nowt as it was paid for by the TDC, but the Council is responsible for housing and they seemed to prefer shiny new estates over settled community modernisation.
It’s about Councillors ego and the houses down Middleton Road in the early 80’s had the streets named after Labour Councillors and the trend was continued.
Councils like nappy’s should be changed regularly for exactly the same reason , they’re full of shit.

It’s about people’s egos and their materialism today that’s why they won’t buy the older houses in and around the town. They all want their brand new kitchens and drives to park their new cars in.

Hartlepool Housing, the Councils Housing dept was merged into the trans Teesside 13…(silly bloody name) which raises some questions…
They’ve closed their office in the town and the nearest one is Stockton…someone told me you can only contact them online and not by phoning
So what did we in Hartlepool get out of it?
Most jobs will be through Stockton way and eventually most jobs will leave the town as it’s based out of town, do these people ever consider these outcomes…?

It's a total joke but are you really surprised Nothing makes sense in a real World at least not in the past 30 years.

The Grayfields show back in the 70s

Don’t remember that but I remember the fairground on the town moor

If memory serves it was a massive show with loads of stalls and I seem to remember some fair ground rides Another thing I could be wrong but I remember it being pay on the gate Maybe some farm animal show I wish I could remember maybe Derwent could give a real version of what it was.

It was still going to about 1985/86. Was like our very own country show with Veg and Flower, Craft, Jams and Chutney etc tents to show your wares and maybe win a rosette. Display teams like Police Dogs and Police Motorbikes etc. Small fairground rides dotted about. I remember one year there was Helicopter rides. This will have been early 80's and I think it was 20 snodgers for a 5 minute ride! Doubt they'd have got many takers.

Not sure if it was pay on the gate though. If it was we never paid. A bit like Pools in them days.

Also I think it was officially the Hartlepool Show but everyone just called it Greyfields Show.
I think there was a bit of an uproar the year it got cancelled so it must have been Council ran.

Thanks for the detailed information Dustin You have a much better memory than me like

The beer tent was always very popular.

When isn't it.

Went to the Grayfields show once in the 80’s ….. just wasn’t the same as the park.

With you there snowy, the West Hartlepool show at Ward Jackson was a big deal back in the days.

Another show I know next to nothing about.

I can remember the Grayfields show, but not the one at the Park. When was this?

Went a few times but the only one that stands out was in 68 when I was still at school, only because there was this Czech band there and the country was invaded shortly afterwards by the Russians.

Ya must remember the bid budgie cage near the south east part of the pond.
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Sorry Kev I don't mate. Then again her in doors says I walk about with my eyes closed.

Aye, I remember that… I also remember falling in the pond when I was three

Did they actually have a pond in those days

Luckily for me, some Roman Soldiers were going past and Fred and Barney shouted them over to pull me out .
Was I glad to get back to our semi detached cave and my pet Dinasour…. Ratosaur.

Only you Snowy

Little blue bags of salt in crisps. I have no idea when they stopped doing this but I remember them in the 70s at least.

didn,t they stop them and brought em back years later. i like em even if i threw em away as i prefer most things without salt but covered in pepper instead.

Yes come to think about it they did Accy. I also liked the idea at least you got to decide if you used it and how much you put on.

The life we had before technology. When we were kids we played football after school and weekends or other sports. When we got to 17 /18 we went for nights out as a group and chased the women, basically we had a life. When we started working we never missed what we never had and just got on with doing the job. Businesses run very successfully with just telephones and later fax machines. And families talked to each other and congregated in the living room and watched t.v. together. Children were much much happier and less distant than now. If I could return to those days I personally would even though some technology is great.We have moved inside a technological world and lost sight of who we really are.

When we were kids four of us used to go off every Sunday aged 9 to either Seaton, the Headland, Crimdon from the Brus or down the Docks for a mooch…but seriously we were far more ‘street wise’ than kids today…I wouldn’t have let my kids do what I did but nothing of consequence happened to us.
I think that we were more self sufficient, fitter and had greater imaginations which kids need, than the lock themselves in the bedroom on the mobile gossiping wimps……they wouldn’t have survived long.
Just commenting how when the summer holidays come round you always saw kids out, you never do now, they hide away and chat online it appears.

Its really sad but they don't understand because they have not had the same experience. When we were kids aged 7/8/9 we used to walk from the the brus to the Queens pub and catch the double decker to Seaton and have the day out day with the money we earned finding golf balls the day before through the brus arch on the golf course. We have wonderful times and still have the wonderful memories.

yes, what childhood memories will todays kids have i wonder. even the weather did not bother us as we were out in most weathers and we also knew how to deal with and treat the dirty old men about before they were called paedophiles. is it the kids themselves who are the problem or their parents who put them in cotton wool now. as a 14 year old i went down to london on my own, caught the tube to sudbury station and on to my uncles house round the corner to go to an ameteur cup final that my old man was too ill to go to on the day. doubt todays lot could find the station in their town without downloading the app first. technowlegy is fine but feel its taken over the world.

Fishing of the old wooden Skeleton pier during the long summer school holidays. Happy days!

Spot on Accy

The lambs clock in York Road actually working.

Being able to change ends every home game those were the days.

And a reserve game the following Saturday

That's why it was a farmer's field. I always thought that Vince Barker used to plant spuds in the close season.

funny how one team went one way round and the opponents the other without any bother that i ever saw. now they, go both bloody way and have a big ruck in the middle where they met. have always said its just geography or upbringing we all support one club over another. just think you could easily have been born in tamworth.

Remember going for a reserve game in 71, daft teenager, thought I’d give the Mill House stand a try…I was the only bugger there and the lads were in the Town End waving to me and pissing themselves laughing…which I headed for at speed

It must have been a new stand back then. Are you sure you didn't nick in before it was finished.

It was newish, but I paid my money and was humiliated.

Joe buckle haircut

Yes and that claggy black bullet to shut you up My mother took us there after leaving the headland fair ground. 5 lads 1 long haired girl but all between 6 and 12 yrs old. She nipped to the shop along the road but when she returned our long haired sister was now a skinhead When my mother said to my sister why didn't you say something and she said because that old man put a black bullet in my mouth so I couldn't talk. Joe only charged half price for my sisters hair cut.

If you asked for a square back he left a bid red line on your neck

I only went for the comics….

Did you read them or steal them

Hoy, hoy hoy…Victor, Valiant and Hotspur and offer my place if not read and eventually have my head assaulted with all the delicacy of a trainee JCB driver….then the crowning glory a big splash of dollop on your hair , parting in and take on the world….me Nan shouting “ Don’t put your head on my settee, wash it off!”