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		<title>By: stephen</title>
		<link>http://yorkstories.co.uk/the-way-we-saw-the-flood/#comment-332</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2012 04:58:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Interesting to read you &#8216;girls&#8217; having a chat,Mill Mount,versus Queen Anne,and to see the viewpoint of one from the 1930/40&#8217;s,age group,contrasting  with two from the 1960/70 era,but all of you&#8221;Hating Hockey&#8221;!!What a difference two decades make,with the earlier,at war,trying to survive on nothing,and the latter at peace,enjoying the fruits of their predecessors hardships.&lt;br /&gt;
That Peckitts sweet shop rings a bell in my memory,wonder if it was the shop opposite my Grandad&#8217;s chemist shop(Douglas Hardie)in Micklegate,just near to Raimes&#8217; wholesale chemist&#8217;s,where I lived for some time in the late 30&#8217;s.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Interesting to read you &#8216;girls&#8217; having a chat,Mill Mount,versus Queen Anne,and to see the viewpoint of one from the 1930/40&#8217;s,age group,contrasting  with two from the 1960/70 era,but all of you&#8221;Hating Hockey&#8221;!!What a difference two decades make,with the earlier,at war,trying to survive on nothing,and the latter at peace,enjoying the fruits of their predecessors hardships.<br />
That Peckitts sweet shop rings a bell in my memory,wonder if it was the shop opposite my Grandad&#8217;s chemist shop(Douglas Hardie)in Micklegate,just near to Raimes&#8217; wholesale chemist&#8217;s,where I lived for some time in the late 30&#8217;s.</p>
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		<title>By: audreyr</title>
		<link>http://yorkstories.co.uk/the-way-we-saw-the-flood/#comment-331</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2012 22:30:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Oh how I hated Hockey.  I had so many bruised ankles from getting hit with the hockey stick.&lt;br /&gt;
Loved Danish rounders in the school yard, plus skipping games with the long rope with a girl at each end, everyone jumping in and out to varying rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;
Ball games against a wall too were very popular,  sets of four different throws and you were out when the ball dropped, you added claps and clap roll etc. until finally down went the ball and the next girl moved in to your place.&lt;br /&gt;
Marbles with glass marbles, a small hole scooped into the soil and sending the marble off with your crooked finger.   It was awful if you lost them all as I frequently did.&lt;br /&gt;
Hopscotch was ever a favourite and many a set of six squares was hopped over with a piece of flat stone or slate till you stepped on the line and were out!!!&lt;br /&gt;
We had no money but we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;
My Saturday penny pocket money took me ages to spend in Mr Peckitts sweet shop,. We must have driven the poor man mad with our dithering over his display of open cartons of individual sweets, from dolly mixture to jelly babies. sticks of spanish and the round roll with the little centre sweet.  Aniseed balls etc.&lt;br /&gt;
My dad would appear home with a box of waste (sweets that had been on display too long) he got them cheaply and it was such a treat to have expensive Rowntree or Terrys chocolates or sticky boiled sweets etc.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;audreyr&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh how I hated Hockey.  I had so many bruised ankles from getting hit with the hockey stick.<br />
Loved Danish rounders in the school yard, plus skipping games with the long rope with a girl at each end, everyone jumping in and out to varying rhymes.<br />
Ball games against a wall too were very popular,  sets of four different throws and you were out when the ball dropped, you added claps and clap roll etc. until finally down went the ball and the next girl moved in to your place.<br />
Marbles with glass marbles, a small hole scooped into the soil and sending the marble off with your crooked finger.   It was awful if you lost them all as I frequently did.<br />
Hopscotch was ever a favourite and many a set of six squares was hopped over with a piece of flat stone or slate till you stepped on the line and were out!!!<br />
We had no money but we had fun.<br />
My Saturday penny pocket money took me ages to spend in Mr Peckitts sweet shop,. We must have driven the poor man mad with our dithering over his display of open cartons of individual sweets, from dolly mixture to jelly babies. sticks of spanish and the round roll with the little centre sweet.  Aniseed balls etc.<br />
My dad would appear home with a box of waste (sweets that had been on display too long) he got them cheaply and it was such a treat to have expensive Rowntree or Terrys chocolates or sticky boiled sweets etc.  </p>
<p>audreyr</p>
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		<title>By: YorkStories</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2012 16:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Penny - I would have been the same! Detested hockey soooo much. Sadly I was at Mill Mount and I don&#8217;t recall our pitches ever being unavailable because of flooding. Wish I&#8217;d gone to Queen Anne&#8217;s now! The skating part sounds good :)&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Penny &#8211; I would have been the same! Detested hockey soooo much. Sadly I was at Mill Mount and I don&#8217;t recall our pitches ever being unavailable because of flooding. Wish I&#8217;d gone to Queen Anne&#8217;s now! The skating part sounds good :)</p>
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		<title>By: penny Flack (nee Barker)</title>
		<link>http://yorkstories.co.uk/the-way-we-saw-the-flood/#comment-329</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2012 16:46:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Oh dear, I now feel ashamed of looking forward to the floods in York that seemed to be inevitable every autumn and winter. Why? Because in the early 1960s it meant the hockey pitches at Queen Anne Grammar School near the river were flooded and took ages to drain thus sparing me the torture of pounding up and down that pitch. Every so often the flooded pitches froze and those lucky enough to possess ice skates were allowed to enjoy the fun&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh dear, I now feel ashamed of looking forward to the floods in York that seemed to be inevitable every autumn and winter. Why? Because in the early 1960s it meant the hockey pitches at Queen Anne Grammar School near the river were flooded and took ages to drain thus sparing me the torture of pounding up and down that pitch. Every so often the flooded pitches froze and those lucky enough to possess ice skates were allowed to enjoy the fun</p>
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