Archive for April 9, 2012

Memories of Ushaw Moor: Family Life

April 9, 2012 1 comment

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My family was one of the first sixteen families to move onto the new council housing in Ushaw Moor in January 1947. To move from 29 Harvey Street in New Brancepeth into 38 Victoria Court, Ushaw Moor, was a cultural shock even at eight years old. An indoor flush toilet, hot and cold running water and a bath was truly out of this world. It was like winning the Lottery.

The first sixteen families were housed in the last four and the first eight numbered houses in Whitehouse Court. We were housed in the last numbered four houses in Victoria Court. I could write a book about those early years in Ushaw Moor but people would not be interested. I find it odd that people do not write their memories for future generations. The first winter there was horrific. I remember waking up to find the snow drifted up to the bedroom windows. The country was at a halt for a number of weeks but the enjoyment from the snow was great for an eight year old. I watched fields being eaten up by housing as the whole of the estate was built up over the next ten years, Oakridge Road up to Ash Avenue, was the second phase, people were housed in decent housing from the colliery rows.

Progress was made in strides then, everything was new and exciting after the austerity of the war years. The end of rationing, St. Josephs school and Church, the Store on Durham Road, the freedom to roam down the beck, and the companionship of boyhood friends made life happy. My Dad died in September, 1947, in the County Hospital at the top of North Road in Durham. This was a huge blow but my Mam, God Bless her, took over the responsibility of raising her five children and made a fantastic job of it. Many happy memories. I hope someone reads this and adds their own memories.


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Memories of Ushaw Moor: Enid Cavallaro Nee Greenwell Bundaberg Queensland Australia 18th Feb. 2003

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Enid Cavallaro Nee Greenwell Bundaberg Queensland Australia 18th Feb. 2003

I was reading this page tonight and enjoying the stories when as my page scrolled down I came across the words “My grandmother, Elizabeth Ann Hudson”. I thought to myself, hang on Elizabeth Ann Hudson was my great grandmother. I kept scrolling and found myself reading about us, my family. The lady writing is my mothers cousin Sheila. My mother was one of the 5 Mitchell cousins she mentioned. I was born in Ushaw Moor and lived the first 11 years of my life in Ushaw Terrace, until my family moved to Australia in 1967.I went to the Ushaw Moor Infants school, where my best friend was Margaret Turnbull. and spent my childhood playing on the village green. I remember walking to the pit with my grandfather James Mitchell when I was very young to pick up his pay.

Going to the allotments at the top of the street with our neighbour Mr Dunn, going with my dad to the baths in Durham for swimming lessons and going to the shop on the corner of our street and buying frozen Jubblies for a penny.I remember staying with my Great Aunt Lallie Hudson and having midnight tea parties in front of the fire while she told me stories of her childhood.My husband and I went to England in October 1999 and I took him to see the village. In many ways it was like walking back 30 years for me, a few things had changed but the important things that I remembered from my childhood were all still there.

via Memories of Ushaw Moor: Enid Cavallaro Nee Greenwell Bundaberg Queensland Australia 18th Feb. 2003.