I was born in 1945 and spent most of my young life at 12 Kelvin grove, cheetham staying wirh my grandparents and aunt. grandad had been a policemen and on our visits into "town", the city, men would doff their caps to him. He was very well respected. A perfect gentleman. He worked at belle Vue on security after he retired and I knew how him there. He cold arrange the BEST days out there, with me riding on the elephants head, helping clowns with their make up and watching the "deep sea divers"! He died when I was 13. I worshipped him.
I then would go to "town" with Grandma, on amazing shopping trips, being cherished as a special grandchild. My aunt, looked after gran and took her on many holidays abroad worked at the telephone exchange and leftmans. She was a member of the Halle choir and took me on holidays, ballets, Halle recitals. She was my champion.
I'm 72 now and have just had the grandfather clock that was given to him when he retired repaired. I treasure it. It reminds me of happy times every time it chimes. He was very popular. I will always remember them all.
I remember Mr tarski , who was very kind. He had the shop at the corner of Kelvin grove, compete with barrels of gherkins, olive oil and fish ( I think). I remember Leah's fish and chip shop, she sold pieces of fish for children for 3p.
It was the happiest time of my childhood being there.