Acomb

3 July 2006

Late 19th century cast-iron milestone, Acomb

Acomb: the place where dreams are made. Well, mine were. All my dreams were about escaping from the place.

I’ve had a rather negative view of Acomb for many years, probably since I left home at sixteen. It’s difficult to appreciate properly the place where you grew up. But as I was born a few streets away from Acomb Green, and used to know the place well, I’ve been meaning to return to this area since I started to take these photos of York. As it turned out, it was a surprisingly pleasant wander.

The photos on this page were taken on the evening of 3 July 2006. This one, left, shows the late 19th century cast iron milestone on York Road in Acomb.

 

Cattle trough and drinking fountain, Acomb

Near the green is this cattle trough, which was close to some benches which were a favourite haunt of ours in our teens. I was always rather struck by it (but only in the vague way adolescents are in anything inanimate). Even in the 1980s, though it’s oh so long ago, there seemed little need for a cattle trough in these parts.

The inscription says "Metropolitan Drinking Fountain and Cattle Trough Association", and I thought that instead of rambling on self-indulgently I should find some proper information for you, dear reader. And I quote: "The Metropolitan Drinking Fountain and Cattle Trough Association was an association set up in London by Samuel Gurney an MP and philanthropist and Edward Thomas Wakefield, a barrister in 1859 to provide free drinking water. Originally called the Metropolitan Free Drinking Fountain Association it changed its name to include cattle troughs in 1867, to also support animal welfare.” This comes from a page on the marvellous Wikipedia.

 

Steps and Friends Meeting House
Friends Meeting House, Acomb

The path across Acomb Green, towards these steps (left), is so familiar. When I was small, we used to go this way to go shopping in Acomb. My mother used to talk about going "into the village". Acomb was of course once a village, hence its village green. But even by the 1970s it was a suburb, and today you can’t really tell where York ends and Acomb begins.

Nicely placed at this side of the green is the tiny Friends Meeting House, which I’m pleased to see is still in use and looking smarter than I remember it. Pevsner tells me it was originally built for the Primitive Methodists, in 1846, and converted to this Quaker meeting house in 1912.

 

Steps at Acomb Green

The steps by the Meeting House looking back down onto Acomb Green. These steps evoke more childhood memories than the ordinary path across the green – probably because children usually go up and down steps by jumping or skipping down them, whereas adults don’t find them so interesting.

It’s all fairly unchanged here on Acomb Green – though there are perhaps more weeds in the paving. The most obvious additions in the last few decades are the signs banning the drinking of alcohol here. And the dog dirt bins.

 

Acomb war memorial
Acomb war memorial cross

Some things change, while others stay the same, intended to be permanent reminders. Acomb’s war memorial is here, in a garden at the top end of the green, fenced off and planted with trees and shrubs. We used to sit here as teenagers, in the evenings. (Now I’d think of sitting on a war memorial as not very respectful.) And at the time I don’t remember noticing the cross above our heads, with its dove – though around this time a few of us were beginning to get politically aware, and joining CND, and some of us were wandering around with a dove of peace embroidered on the back of a smelly old afghan coat.

Checking up on the factual details, I see that the memorial was originally erected around 1920, then altered after the Second World War to include the additional names shown on the open book (photo, above left). Even more recently, it has been restored, and also given a Grade II listing (in 1997).

 

View of Acomb Green

Acomb Green is really big, I realise, certainly compared to Clifton Green, which I pass more often these days. Both are triangular spaces between converging roads, but on Acomb Green people play football and there’s a children’s playground, and people sitting around admiring the view.

 

Acomb Green playground

I remember this place after dark, twenty or more years ago, when, as teenagers, we used to sit on the swings and the children’s roundabout and hang about doing nothing much, until the time we had to go home. During this evening’s visit I noticed that the old traditions continue, though apparently in different locations. Numerous young people were seen (and heard) hanging about in groups sitting on walls and doing nothing in particular.

 

Alleyway from the Green to Front Street
Alleyway – looking towards Acomb Green

Perhaps my clearest memory of childhood walks through Acomb – this pokey narrow alleyway which leads from the road at the side of the green.

At the other end of it is Front Street, with the library, post office, chemist and newsagent. I’m wondering if the surface of this alley has been altered, as I think I remember some kind of cobbles here, rather than tarmac – but what I do remember most is the sound it made as you ran along it between these high walls. There was perhaps a pipe or sewer underneath, but certainly something made it rather echoing and the sound was rather satisfying as you stomped along. Unfortunately, as I was wearing trainers on this visit, it didn’t work the same as those Clarks shoes used to in stirring up a racket. And now I’m a thirty-something, I’m obviously far too mature and sensible to go stomping along an alleyway deliberately trying to be noisy.

 

Ebor Carpets – former Methodist chapel
Former Methodist chapel

 

At the end of the alley, approaching Front Street, there’s a dog leg bend, next to some nice old cottages called Chapel Row.

So called because they’re at the back of this old chapel. This must be the Wesleyan Chapel of 1879 mentioned in my Pevsner guide. I can’t remember whether it was still in use as a place of worship when I lived here, but it isn’t one now. Yet it survives, as so many of these nonconformist chapels do. Perhaps their plain and high-ceilinged interiors are relatively easy to convert to other uses – this one is a carpet warehouse.

Or rather, was a carpet warehouse. More recently, the subject of planning applications to convert it into – you’ve guessed it – flats. Which means I’ve just had to take a detour to the City of York Council website to read about it. The planning application seems to involve a conversion, leaving the frontage intact (though presumably with the "Ebor Carpets" signage removed).

 

Acomb Library

And over the road – little Acomb Library. Still looking like it did in the 1970s. Inside it will be different, of course – with computers next to the books. I could write a whole page just about this place. I remember small red plastic chairs in the children’s section, and the Beatrix Potter books that had a distinctive smell to their shiny pages.

 

On dark winter nights we used to go here in the car, and I remember how welcoming the library always seemed, with its bright lights. And the long wooden drawers that held the tickets for the books, in those pre-computer days. Later, how exciting it was, at fourteen, to get an adult ticket.

 

Front Street, Acomb, view 1
Front Street, Acomb – view 2

I expected to find Front Street massively changed, possibly full of estate agents and tanning studios where useful shops used to be. But it’s quite cheering to see that there are still some proper shops selling useful things. Though the butchers shop I remember (above, left) has recently closed – next to the rather bright frontage of the more recent Booze Buster, which also seems to be empty. Front Street still has a chemist and a post office, right next to each other, just like they used to be (above right). Post Offices are becoming rare in these parts, so it’s nice to have spotted one. Just up the road, the newsagent is still there too.

 

Acomb Parish Church Hall
Sign – Acomb church hall

Ah, the Church Hall, which reminded me of many discos here in the 1980s. I recall spending as much time hanging around on these steps outside as we spent inside.

If I remember rightly there was a young guy at those discos who used to dress up like Gary Numan. This was easier to accomplish than dressing up like Adam Ant, and meant you were less likely to get laughed at. Though I have to confess I’ve never tested that theory. (Suddenly has embarrassing memory of being photographed in back garden wearing Adam Ant-esque outfit and determines to seek out and destroy all evidence in family photo collection.)

 

Front Street, Acomb

I was sitting on the steps of the Church Hall changing my camera batteries when I noticed these cottages opposite, apparently recently refurbished. Looking at the numbers, I realised that one of these cottages was where my mother lived in the late 1950s, not long after she’d come to York, and that she and my dad lived here when they were first married. It was only when I spoke to my mum while putting this page together that I discovered that my sister Kay, who died in 2001, was born in the first floor room of the cottage on the right.

 

Gents hairdressers, Front Street

While giddily wandering around the delights of Front Street, and trying to avoid an enormous purple bus that kept trying to run me over, I noticed this rather elegant-looking gentlemen’s hairdressers, complete with traditional-style barber’s pole. I do like this smart cream paintwork and black lettering. If only all shop fronts could be so handsome. This is a Conservation Area, after all. (As I’ve just discovered, from the City of York Council website. Yes, I do spend a lot of time there, don’t I).

 

'JB' detail, brickwork
Graffiti – 'CRM'

Just along, at the end of this row of buildings, this decorated brickwork I remember well, on the gable end of a large house, apparently built for someone important, with the initials JB – spelt out in blue brick.

Below it, in the alleyway that runs up to the church, some graffiti. It appears to be promoting the benefits of Customer Relationship Management.

 

Britannia Inn, Acomb
The Sun, Acomb Green

Back up the alley that leads to the church, and back on the road running alongside the green, I was pleased to see that the pubs are still here and haven’t changed their names to something stupid. The Britannia Inn – which everyone called The Brit – I remember fondly only from its smell as you walked by its door – it always smelt beery and smokey and old, like a proper pub. A kind of mixed with Sunday dinner comfortable kind of smell. I don’t recall going in here. The Sun – I’ve not noticed how it smells, though I did go in it once or twice. I only remember one visit vividly – when my sister and I went in one Christmas Day, as I wanted some cigarettes and no shops were open. The bar was busy with chaps drinking beer and we were looked at strangely – perhaps they thought we should have been at home cooking the dinner.

 

Former church school, Acomb

On the hill, just along from The Brit, and next to the gateway to St Stephen’s Church, is the old church school, erected in 1848. It was converted to a private dwelling in the 1980s, and I remember passing it during the time it was being converted, and feeling a bit sad about the change. I thought I remembered children here, playing in the playground, but on further reflection that doesn’t seem likely. It is a Victorian school, and I’m not quite that old. Though I’m beginning to feel like it, going up and down this hill.

Next to this building is the gate to St Stephen’s Church and churchyard, and I spent so long wandering around the churchyard that I thought it best to include the church on a separate page.

 

Acomb County Primary School building

Another former school – one of the handsomest buildings in Acomb. One of the board schools built by the architect Brierley. Many of the schools he designed are still used for their original purpose a century or more after they were built. Though no longer a school, this building has, thankfully, been retained for the community, and was looking splendid in the evening sunlight. It now houses the Gateway Centre, which is, the sign says, "a place for people to connect".

 

Acomb Regent buildings

And finally on this very long page, a mention of this rather less handsome but still obviously useful building. This used to be the Regent Cinema, decades back when my mum arrived in Acomb in the 1940s. Like Clifton’s cinema, it was long ago converted to other uses. I was rather glad that one of the shops it houses is a Co-op, with a fridge full of cold drinks, as this walk took place on one of the hottest evenings of the year, and I’d been wandering about Acomb in the searing heat for hours.

Time for an expensive fruit juice, to give me the energy to carry on to West Bank Park, where I hope you might join me for a perusal of its beautiful structures and spaces.

59 comments

  1. john haslam

    many thanks – lovely photos. I live above the green and have been asked to produce a geogrphical quiz for the ADAM (Acomb Dance and Music) festival so people have stopping points to do quizzes and answer questions relating to buildings, parks, roads etc. Can I use some of the information in your site and possibly one or two of the photos. Quite happy getting my own but yours are taken on a summer day. Quite happy to cite you/your site in references. Many thanks, john haslam

    • Hi John, it was indeed a lovely evening for taking photos. Have emailed you about the photos, in case you need larger versions, those above are quite small as the page was compiled many years ago but the originals are larger & would be better for printing. Best of luck with the festival planning, Lisa

    • Hi John
      Did you ever do that quiz? We might be able to use it for an adult learning group. Can you get in touch if you have anything available? Thank you. Fiona

  2. June Redpath

    All our yesterdays – great trip down memory lane.
    I remember the old library with its wood panelling.
    Tip Top – replaced many years later by Superdrug (no longer there and now empty).
    Boots on the corner by the school dinner hall (more recently a charity shop but now empty).
    The chemist on the corner of Severus Avenue (now empty).
    I remember the camping /caravan showroom.
    Wonderful West Bank Park only changed slightly but still as wonderful.

  3. I grew up in Acomb but haven’t been back for many years. I can’t place the Church Hall at all, where is it?

  4. Hi Jen, it’s on Front Street, just along from the library and the Marcia pub: Google Street View

  5. Christine Clayton

    I miss Acomb a lot. I don’t live there anymore, but it’s in my heart forever. You brought back lots of happy memories to me. Thank you.

    • Really lovely to read that Christine, thank you. I don’t know if you lived there when Tip Top was on Front Street, but its old signs have been visible again recently, included on this page: http://yorkstories.co.uk/shopfronts-old-signage-york/. Where I said I remembered it being similar to Boyes – whether that’s right or not I don’t know, but, strangely enough, apparently Boyes is going to be opening a store there in that shop unit. Maybe has already. Hopefully someone in Acomb can update.

  6. Christine Clayton

    I used to work at Frank Dees, and before that, my paper rounds were Severus Avenue, Hobgate and Moorgate. My paper round wages were 40p a week in 1971/2. When my son started nursery I took him in to Superdrug. He wanted to ride on the horse, and i didn’t have 20p change, so i said i would rush round the shop, and get him the change for the horse. I did this then went to my grans, in Dijon Avenue. I sat down and she asked where my son was. I’d only left him sat on the horse, still waiting. Because he was going to nursery, i’d forgotten that he was with me, and not at school.He did get his ride

  7. Christine Clayton

    Does anyone remember Joes chip van that went yo Chapelfields? My son was 5 when we lived there and every Saturday he would ride his trike to Joes to get his chips for his dinner. He never knew that i watched him from a window, so even though he felt grown up, i always made sure he was safe.

    • Rosemary Foster

      Yes I remember the chip van, ( a bit greasy but nice)it is suprising that there wasnt a chippy in Chappy! the one near the library was the nearest, quite a walk ( for nowadays anyway),I also remember the pop man when they came round, and Couplands paper shop, the co co and a tiny clothes shop in the middle.

  8. Christine Clayton

    Does anyone remember Prestos? It was a rival supermarket to Frank Dees. You could get a single record with four songs on,that had just gone out of the charts.When i worked at Frank Dees, my wages were £7.20 a week, that was full time and one evening. I could get lots of things with that. I would pay my board, buy a dress from the shop over the road from Dees, and still be able to go out with lots of money.That was only in the early 70s. By the time babies grow up now, they’ll have to walk around with wheelbarrows to carry their money when they go out to the pub ha ha

  9. Christine Clayton

    I used to go to Acomb County Primary school. The toilets were outside. I learned how to play the recorder there, and when i was 10, i learned a song from a supply teacher, called ” The Ash Grove ” I still sing it sometimes.We played “elastic” and never spoke to boys, they were like aliens to us girls. My secondary school was Lowfield, i had my first crush there and life was so simple, homework then playing out. We learned to cook and speak French, write english and hate games time. There were no computers or calculators.History was taken by Mr Nodder, a little man who was so boring that it’s a wonder we ever stayed awake.Mrs Brown had the cookery class, i hated her, and i’m sure she disliked me.They used to call the class ” domestic science” which only the girls did. Boys did woodwork.Grown up men never pushed a pram, or pushchair, it was womens jobs to do that. I still look in amazement to see a man do that.On the buses, people could smoke upstairs. How times change, not only in Acomb, but everywhere. I felt safe and comforted by the fact that i felt loved by the village itself, but, i’ve heard that it isn’t like that anymore.

    • Christine Walker

      What year did you go to Lowfields

      • chris clayton

        I left Lowfields in 1972, and went on to work at Frank Dees supermarket. I’ve tried to find people to sort out a reunion, but no one has replied to my request on Friends Reunited.

        • Annette Neads

          I went to lowfields and think I may have known you my name was Annette Cluff

          • chris clayton

            Hello Annette, i remember your name, but not the face. My friends were Teresa Barnet and Susan Plows, later, also Hazel Brown. Teresa used to get nits a lot, so my gran, who i lived with, shampooed my hair in nit shampoo every week, just incase.. Those carefree days were brilliant, weren’t they. I tried asking about a reunion, over the years, but there never was one, to my knowledge.I hope life turned out well for you. I now live in Doncaster, but my family tell me Acomb has changed for the worse now, that’s a pity

          • chris clayton

            Become an awful place to live, which is a pity

          • chris clayton

            Sorry about repeating myself. My laptop crashed, so i pressed send a few times, so i didn’t have to rewrite it.

          • Rosemary Foster

            LOL I went to Lowfield,class 1H or something H, we had Mr Nodder as my form teacher and for history, he used to slam the desk lid down when we didn’t pay attention, Mr wood for French, Miss Foster for PE, Miss Howdle…head mistress… for DS ( eeek ), Mrs brown or Mrs Patterson for sewing, ( she had eyes in the back of her head), Mr Marshal did boys PE, Miss Campbell for biology she sometimes brought her Dulux dog to school and left it sat in her little car all day, Mr weir for geography, Mr Aire was the Headmaster,we had some good times and bad times at school activities week was a high light and school discos in the gym !.Talking about smoking i had an ash tray on my bedside table in Fulford maternity hospital, i didnt smoke when i was pregnant as it made me sick but was tempted back to it when the trolley came round in hospital and actually sold cigarettes along with the mags, newspapers and sweets LOL !!!…

    • Rosemary Foster

      LOL I went to Lowfield,class 1H or something H, we had Mr Nodder as my form teacher and for history, he used to slam the desk lid down when we didn’t pay attention, Mr wood for French, Miss Foster for PE, Miss Howdle…head mistress… for DS ( eeek ), Mrs brown or Mrs Patterson for sewing, ( she had eyes in the back of her head), Mr Marshal did boys PE, Miss Campbell for biology she sometimes brought her Dulux dog to school and left it sat in her little car all day, Mr weir for geography, Mr Aire was the Headmaster,we had some good times and bad times at school activities week was a high light and school discos in the gym !.Talking about smoking i had an ash tray on my bedside table in Fulford maternity hospital, i didnt smoke when i was pregnant as it made me sick but was tempted back to it when the trolley came round in hospital and actually sold cigarettes along with the mags, newspapers and sweets LOL !!!.

  10. Christine Clayton

    I remember the biscuit shop in Acomb, it was opposite Acomb County Primary. My gran bought a big bag of broken biscuits from there, every week.

  11. Sean Van Den Heever

    We moved to York in the early 1970’s when I was about 4yrs old, and I remember the building Christine mentioned.I’m sure it was also a discount clothes shop at some time called Thriftys as well as TipTop and Superdrug.

    • Christine Clayton

      I’m sure you’re right, Sean, it’s changed names many times.

    • Rosemary Foster

      Yes it was called Thrifty and sold x marks and sparks clothes at a cheap price, do you remember Moors supermarket i think it changed to a furniture shop, and there was a co op over the road that no one went to oh and i just remembered Candys cabin the sweet shop and Unit 5 the toy shop and next to the school was a chinese take away that changed in to a material shop!,and Boughs that was a posh old lady clothes shop.There was a little shoe shop/cobblers down Green lane too and a chip shop called Tiger down Beaconsfield street !!!. Memories memories memories :) if we could turn back time eh.

  12. I was born in acomb went to becky school delivered milk and papers round acknowledged at Preston,s seen lots of change,s remember fire arouse acres then went on to build the new house,s at bottom right also were the horse trough is there used to be a stream wich I think was delivered in late sixties also remember squirrel from jute road a mate I’ve not seen in years also remember why he got that Nick name lots of memories

  13. Christine Clayton

    I remember Batchelor Hill being built, it was a field before, but the wall always seemed to have been there.

  14. Christine Clayton

    I used to have a paper round in Hobgate and Moorgate, in 1970 to 1972. My pay was 40p a week. That was a lot of money. In my first job. at Frank Dees i got £7.20 a week, full time, and one evening, until 8pm. I loved both my paper round and working at Dees in Acomb. I often think of the people i worked with, they were more like family than work mates.

    • I worked at Frank Dees in 1971. Used to fill shelves….mostly tinned veg as I remember. The manager wasn’t well and used to take himself off upstairs! It was a lovely place to work ‘cos of the staff…..I would have been 15. I used to be paid £6.30 a week. I’m Lynn.

      • chris clayton

        Was it Mr G Roberts? I heard he was an alcoholic. He was sacked in the middle 70s. He treated me like a daughter. My asthma was bad sometimes, and he really cared about it. When we were given new overalls, he gave me the longest one he could find. He found it funny because i’m 4ft 9. He used to laugh at my red hotpants and socks. I still miss his ways.

  15. Fond memories of acomb remember Lindsey ave estate being built new rail bridge on water end being built and dragging in the pond beneath it that was filled in bet they could not do it now

  16. I was born in Acomb, 80 years ago. My wife and I owned our first house in Severus Street, nearly 60 years ago. Having lived out of York for nearly 50 years, we are now looking to move back to Acomb for the rest of our lives. Looking forward to catching up with everything local.

  17. I to remember Acomb with fond memories Born in Beconsfield St, Educated at Acomb County Primary at the end of my street before moving to Lowfield’s School for the 1st year of schooling before moving to Huntington Secondary School for the 2nd year onwards(in the days when the whole of the school had 350 pupils and doesn’t refer to the intake of a single year)

  18. Sara Anstee (Ward)

    Wonderful photographs bringing back so many memories. I lived in Rosedale Avenue as a little girl in 1969 and I assure you, you are not wrong in remembering children playing in the old school next to The Brit. I went there at the time, it was a nursery and infant school run by, I seem to recall, Nuns (they definitely wore black habits), but I’m confused because I thought Nuns were Catholic and St Stephen’s is Church of England. Funny the things that stick in your mind when you are 4! I remember having a key to the little gate in the wall of Rosedale Avenue, so I could take a short-cut through the graveyard to school rather than having to walk all the way round.

  19. I grew up in Acomb, and still live here now. I have a daughter who is 5 and we intend to stay here for a long time. I love the old photos, I totally forgot what the library used to look like. Its Acomb Explore Library now and its very modern. And Bargain Booze, I forgot about that too! When you pass through the village day in day out you forget what it used to be like. These photos are a great trip down memory lane.

  20. It’s lovely that this page has your comments added, it has been really nice to read the recent ones above, and to know it’s still of interest. The photos are quite small as it was compiled almost ten years ago. I’ll see if I can include and share the larger versions too.

  21. So good to see Acomb on this site.
    I was born in Acomb Maternity Home in Dec 1947.
    Seeing Front Steet brought it all back ( now live in Cambridgeshire )
    My mother best and lifelong friend Mary Double lived in the cottage next to Acomb village hall and I spent many happy hours at her home whilst she baked for most of its residents !
    I then went to Westfield Primary followed by a dreadful stint at Acomb Sec , never to be forgotten .
    Does any one remember the teachers there inc Miss Pycock who threw me out of games ?

  22. Mike Kettlewell

    Amazing that this article is still being commented on ten years after publication: it strikes me as being more about pride in where we come from rather than just a bit of nostalgia.

    My family moved around quite a lot before I became a teenager: from Kingsway North to Bachelor Hill, via Pocklington and Lawrence Street. The couple of years that I lived in Acomb are some of my most memorable as I was on the verge of puberty and more interested in exploring my new environment than the opposite sex.

    I’ve not read this piece until now Lisa, and only did so because of the recent comments but once again, you and various commenters have dragged up long forgotten memories. I too used to play on Acomb Green around 1970-72. I used to walk from Front Street up the narrow alley too. Wasn’t there a fish and chip shop at the Front Street end? At that time I used to work for the butcher just up the road as a delivery boy on a Saturday and I used to spend the Saturday morning delivering meat to the posher houses further up Askham Lane before turning off into Foxwood and dropping down the the steep hill to the newish estate. There was always an angry Jack Russell waiting for me at the top of the hill, near the M.O.D. houses and it would chase me down the hill until it ran out of steam. I was paid £5 for the eight hour day and remember having to deliver turkeys on Christmas morning and earning a lot of money in tips.

    Deborah’s comments struck a chord with me too. My elder sister was born at the same place but my mum was living in York Union Workhouse at the time and that’s where they used to send their pregnant inmates to give birth as the Workhouse Infirmary wasn’t suitable. I also spent a couple of years at Acomb Secondary Modern Deb and yes, it was pretty grim. I don’t remember a Miss Pycock: I don’t even remember my own fascist P.E. teacher who used to get a kick out of bullying much younger boys. But for every bad teacher, there were plenty of good, caring teachers: Mr. Stroud (English) for example.

    I went back to Acomb a couple of years ago for the first time in 20+ years and although some things appear to have changed, i.e. shop names, it’s still got a nice feel to it. My sisters still live there: Gale Lane and Woodlea and my dad’s ashes are still residing in St. Stephen’s churchyard: so I had a good look around. There’s still places/streets that are a bit dodgy to a stranger but that was also the case back in the 70s and it’s still the same in most areas of York today: I suppose it’s just a matter of perception.

    • “Amazing that this article is still being commented on ten years after publication”
      – yes, it is, and I really appreciate it, thanks Mike, and everyone who has added comments. Spurred me on to do what I’d been thinking about doing earlier, just been back this evening, to do a ‘ten years on’ revisit. Quite a walk, just looking at the photos now, been looking at them for a while and still haven’t got past the alleyway by Acomb Green – keep comparing ‘then and now’. Hope to share all these (well, some of the photos, there’s about 200) soon when I can put the time into it. Thanks again to everyone who has added info and comments here,

      Lisa

  23. Annette Neads

    My mum was Mary Cluff and was 95 when she died . We have lived in Acomb all my life and still do , it surprising how much has changed. There are more charity shops and sandwich shops but it will always have the Acomb spirit.

  24. I think you’re right Annette about the Acomb spirit.

    I’ve just added some photos and notes on a new page, after a ‘revisit’ walk on Sunday, ten years on to the day from the photos above. More soon, but the part 1/intro bit is here: http://yorkstories.co.uk/acomb-revisited-2006-and-2016-walk-photos-intro/

  25. Deborah Roberts

    I should have said that my maiden name was Tomlinson and we lived in Tudor Road.
    My parents moved there from The Groves in York and were the first tenants in around 1937 .
    Tudor Road was very smart in those days with well kept houses and gardens ( watched over by the council housing officers ! )
    I started school at Westfield Primary .
    Lovely headmistress Miss Langshaw , very caring surroundings and staff.Does any one recall that actress Judy Dench lived in Acomb.
    Her father Dr Dench had a lovely bungalow , Indian style with an all round veranda on a small lane that came out almost facing the school ( cant recall its name at present , senior moment )but reached at one end by set of steep steps.
    I well remember Acomb past .
    Batchy Hill on Gale Lane .
    Full of lovely cows that congregated at the front end five bar gate.
    At the top of Gale Lane the farm they belonged to with its working yard where the cows were often to be seen.
    It had straw barns behind and the most enormous pear tree close to the road , so easy for scrumping from !
    Leading up to the church from Front Street was a lovely row of very old cottages and facing them yet another working farm who’s fields came right down to Tudor Road.
    We spent hours playing in them especially the one nearest to the Acomb Hotel end .
    That was the wet one with a little beck which was part of the long beck ( now culverted ) that ran all along the backs of the Tudor Road houses.
    It was a magical child hood , we were completely free to enjoy the surroundings .
    We also spend many happy hours on The Green.
    Sledges out in the winter, boiled egg rolling at Easter ( painted at home ) and going to see the hunt gather on Boxing Day with hot toddies given to the riders but not the watchers on !
    They kept pigs in an old yard behind the Marcia and we went to stroke them getting there via my Aunty Mary Doubles back garden gate that led onto the yard .
    Does anyone remember the large wooden hut were sales of second hand furniture took place .
    It was a small field next to Acomb School .
    You could find absolute bargains there which would possibly now cost an arm and a leg to buy.
    Acomb was indeed a dear country village .
    Im sorry to say that when last visited about 10 years ago all that has gone , only memories remain plus thankfully on the internet a few photos.

  26. Rosemary Foster

    What a fab site,so many memories, i lived there from 1970 to 2003 and still miss it now, there is nowhere quite like it for community spirit.I went to Lowfields school and lived on Marston Avenue Chapelfields, I worked at Presto then on to safeway and Jonathan James shoe shop.So many lovely memories:) :( xx

  27. chris clayton

    I went to Acomb last Friday for my 60th birthday. I took a lot of photos of my old house, in Dijon Avenue,West bank Park and all the various places i played. It rained, all day, so i had to give in when i got soaked. I became a child again, when i was remembering the times. Time flies too fast.

  28. Bringing back so many memories, i lived on Woodlea Avenue as a child,about 1967, loved walking around Acomb shops, i remember a little coffee shop on the high street used to have a jute box next to a record shop in the 70s,remember Prestos, playing on Acomb Green,
    lovely page really enjoyed reading

  29. Christopher Manning

    Wonderful site which took me back to the 1950s when Fred Stubbs was still selling his home grown veg etc with horse and cart. He lived opposite Dr/Judy Dench’s bungalow in Askham Grove off Askham Lane. Me and my brothers had our hair cut “short back and sides” at George Careys’ little barber shop, where, later, Frank Dees was. The Adult School – which became a commercial gym later – was on the opposite side of the side street to Boots on the corner. We kids had school dinner there during the long summer 6 weeks holiday, whilst our mothers were at work in York. Olive Brook (Brookes Chemist)supplied Boots with competition in the chemists profession. Miss Wagner taught piano lessons from her home near Brookes Chemist. The Regent Cinema doubled as a pop package tour venue spot occasionally with no less than The Everly Brothers appearing with The Dallas Boys there. Later the tours all stopped off at the Rialto in central York, Fishergate. Acomb Green played an important part in my early adolescent romantic learning curve for a year or so. We went to meet girls there and at Heptonstall’s Fish and Chip Shop at the Front Street end of the long cobbled alleyway. Fred Mitchell owned what later became Booze Buster, as a general grocery store and distinguished himself in post war austerity Acomb by chalking up your provisions bill as a debt in pencil in a little red book (which you held yourself,) until pay day! He won most custom around Acomb until the Meadow Supermarket arrived opposite the TSB at the “V” road junction near Carr Lane……………

    • chris clayton

      You have lovely memories. Such a pity that things change. I worked at Frank Dees in Acomb.

  30. Christopher Manning

    The Acomb library in the pics above was the second “new” one – The first fronted the pavement and road and was demolished to make way for the newer one set further back. The little cobbled alley way joining Acomb Green to the fish and chip shop on Front Street was named Chapel Lane from which Penty’s farm field was named (Chapelfield) and later gave its name to Chapelfields Council Estate built in the erly 1950’s. Askham Lane, which extended westwards from Front Street, was actually called Skew Balk Lane as far as Kennell Lane, where The York and Ainsty Hunt kept their hounds (demolished now). Kennell Lane shows as Acomb Moor Road on early 20th century maps, and I remember it as a tractor rutted way before it was tarmaced. At the end of it, where it joined Gale Lane, on the right, was brick ponds with swans, and locals fished in it. Presumably a legacy of Acomb Brick Yard at the same site. Westfield school was named such after Farmer Penty’s Westfield Acres, on which Askham Lane was built……..

  31. It’s lovely to see comments and memories still being added to this Acomb page, so many years after I put it online, great contributions, thank you
    Lisa

  32. Christopher Manning

    The Kennell Lane referred to above is what is now Foxwood Lane, named after the private Foxwood Estate was built in the late 1960s home ownership beginnings. It was previously a very large field with mature trees dotted around and was bordered by Acomb Moor Road (later locally known as Kennell Lane later) with a draiage ditch along its side length. Children – me included – swung from thick ropes from one side to the other. “The Kennells” with the hounds were there at the time – and there was the hounds barking occasionally from them. The fields surrounding the kennells were good for mushrooming in the early mornings. Front Street earliest newsagent in my memory was Littlewoods – it may have been called Newcombe’s shortly after. And then became Hogarths newsagent for whom I had a morning and evening paper round for several years in my first three years at secondary school. William Ellis was what became The Greengrocer further along the shopping parade nearer Boots. Crows, the butchers was prominent opposite Acomb School where the clock tower was. Beans, the cobbler, was just a little down the way on Green Lane, where I had my shoes mended cheaply by “heeling and soling”. And a little further down was a betting shop (wartime habits die hard). London’s fish and chip shop was even further down Green Lane on the left. Had a reputation for tasty food, as did the “Tiger” fish shop in the Severus Street area, who had the distinction of selling Vimto soft drink. Fish and chip shop generally stuck to selling just that in those days, so itwas a revelation when Heptonstalls, opposite the Acomb library started selling pickled onions, and later the famed mushy peas, which could play havoc with a night’s sleep if eaten late in the evening. Dr Woodhead had his extensive house and gardens where Safeway, or some other supermarket chain is now. It was demolished to make way. My far=ther worked weekends for him as odd job man. And Mr Turner had his Central Garage, a little way down on the right of Green Lane also demolished for the same reason. He sold me my first car, a Morris Mini for £265.Candys, the sweet shop referred to earlier by a contributant, started out as Spencers sweet shop. Rawlings was a newsagent on the corner of Carr Lane and opposite it was the first storey Coop Hall which catered for the teenage “lemon popsicle and strawberry milkshakes” youth starting out on their first tentative, romantic yearnings by attending Saturday and Tuesday night dances. There was also a lady above the old Walkers Garage building (with its sole petrol pump and later became the 3As motor accessory shop owned by the aforesaid Mr Turner of Central Garage), who had a dancing school – its name escapes me. Next door was Boughs – the ladies shop selling shoes and handbags etc. Acomb Court jewellers was around the corner along with the Thrift Store, and there was even another fish and chip shop at some time one or two doors away from the jewellers……..

    • Well written Christopher ,Acomb’s history coming alive,similar to long gone Layerthorpe! I believe Foxwood Lane had already been built,when I and family,moved away in 1965,as I remember Sunday walks with pram, the full length of Foxwood lane,and back to Cormnlands Rd where I lived,in the early 60’s,while they were being built.Great back ground information on the Front Street shops,which I remember shopping at when visiting relatives in Beaconsfield Street.Well done!

  33. Christopher Manning

    Coincidental that you mentioned Layerthorpe Stephen. I was roaming around there about 8 years ago when revisiting a friend at what is now Rowntree Wharf residential apartments. This was previously a century ago Leetham’s Flour Mill where many of Hungate’s (as was) residents were employed. Some of my ancestors lived there. The Armstrong Massey garage seems to have disappeared, Ossie’s old scrap yard had disappeared – it always seemed so incongruous so near the centre Parliament Street area of York – but I didn’t care, some useful parts and cheap too, were found there! The car auction centre seemed to have disappeared, and Adams Hydraulic Works by the river gone. No surprise there! Further down the road, the Subaru dealership was still there – this was Zygmunt Curry’s petrol station and he dealt in East European cars such as the Wartburg Knight and Moskvich. Navigation Road was all built up with a Morrison’s supermarket and much more, whilst it appeared that the the area around the incinerator chimney had been redeveloped……….

    • Thanks Christopher I had forgotten about Zygmunt Curry’s gas station there was a mechanic who work for him who was building his own car. Ossie’s scrap yard a good place to get bits and pieces. Layerthorpe has just about gone I believe the the old Frog Hall pub building is all remains of Layerthorpe.

  34. Christopher Manning

    Back to Acomb, and the picture of Acomb Parish Church Hall made a few memories resurface. In the 1960s with the popularity of rock and roll and The Beatles and The Shadows, a lot of local pop/beat groups were formed, and the Church Hall played host to their dances on Saturday nights. Being amateur, church halls were ideal. Adrian Kaye and The Corvettes along with Steve Cassidy and The Escorts were some of the regular features I remember well. Acomb village was suddenly becoming “hip”! Other venues for the same entertainment were Our Lady’s Catholic School Hall on Sunday evenings, St James The Deacon Church Hall, and the Mormon Church further down Acomb Road. Later on Cuckstons Chemists was a new arrival next to the Post Office on Front Street…….

  35. Debb Schiller

    Stumbled upon this site while doing some family history research on my paternal grandfather who lived in Acomb prior to emigrating to South Australia as a “Barwell Boy” farm apprentice in 1923 at the age of 16. He left his parents and two brothers in Acomb. A few years later his middle brother followed him to Australia however his parents and younger brother remained there until their deaths in 1926, 1946 and 1990. I believe his father was a grocer and the family resided in Acomb Court. Interestingly I have uncovered a record of a article written by Ken Hogg ( believe this to be my great uncle) titled “Memories of Acomb Court” which is held at the York archives. I am excited because I am coming to visit Acomb and nearby Boston Spa (Pa’s birthplace) in September. Pa died in 1966 and never spoke about his life before Australia very much. I will continue to watch the posts on this page with interest!

  36. i live in gale cottage 123 front street wonder if anyone knows anything about this house,its the pair of mid victorian houses ,look like station cottages,next to the gale farm surgery cant seem to find anything about the,used to be the police house i believe in the 1920s ,and was a tied cottage belonging to campbell and penty corn and seed merchants

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