Wow, thanks. Yes, I remember it well.
Maybe once a week we would go there - down Greenheys Lane, onto Denmark Road and cross over Princess Road (by the Guinness Brewery and Moss Side Library) into Moss Lane East. There were quite a few shops there, but I don't recall if we went in any of them. It would be left into Alexandra Road and Redmans was always on our list, followed by the Polish delicatessen a little bit further up Moss Lane East. That was in the days when there were only around 50,000 of us Poles here in the UK and long before the "Polski Sklep" became the corner shop! :-)
A lot of the regular shopping was done at Denmark Road market, IIRC this was open Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays, I think? Meat from the butchers just next to the market. There was a grocers shop about 100 yards from us for things like milk and, of course, Denmark Road. I think the nearest phone box was outside the Chemists (Morris?) on Denmark Road, also remember the Sikh Temple on Monton Street. In the late 50s, I recall a Sikh wedding on our street - coachloads arrived for about a week and the place became a sea of gorgeous coloured outfits.
We lived on Gore Street (from about 1958 this was renamed Guildhall Street) - there was a chippy opposite us on the corner with Isabella Street, the owner was one of the few people on our street who could afford a car! I remember very clearly the previously cobbled street being tarmacced for the very first time, not a great problem with the traffic levels then. Nowadays, this activity causes a lot of disruption with groans from car owners having to walk a few yards extra from their parked cars to their houses.
I was originally at Webster Street Primary but, for the last couple of years switched to Greenheys County Primary so I would often get one of the buses going down Lloyd Street (numbers 75, 76 and 213), a practice that continued when I went to Grammar School - that involved switching and getting the 53 at Moss Lane East by the Polish Church. I would look forward to one of the Lloyd Street buses being a trolley bus, I loved the ride on those. I can't remember when they switched to diesels (anyone?), but then the 213 became the 123. In the late 60s, the bus services were re-organised and they switched from Manchester Corporation Transport Department (MCTD) to Selnec (South East Lancashire North East Cheshire) and we lost our lovely red buses! Hiss-Boo!
My dad quite liked the cinema so we would often go to the Wycliffe on Princess Road. During my Primary School days, I adored the theatre and thought the Hulme Hippodrome was magnificent, so plush, and I really looked forward to being taken there. Don't know if it was playground gossip or whether it's my grey memory cells playing tricks with me, but did it become a strip club in the 60s? That sounded really daring then, the Sunday "Screws of the World" would have photos of saucy pinups which were the nearest us kids came to seeing any nudity. Plus the articles about how their intrepid reporter found some vice den of iniquity but never handed over his cash, the article would always end "I made my excuses and left!" Innocent times.