The Clitheroc Adrertiser <t Times, April 10,1964 7


STORMING RALLY IN SECOND HALF BRINGS VICTORY


QL1THER0E do not intend to be relegated this season. That was the message thumped out at Shaw Bridge on Wednesday


night when the home side rocked Fleetwood with a pyrotechnic second half display to win 3-1 and take two valuable .points. The; .small crowd of old


faithfuls- sUw' Clithcroe come out for.'lhc’. (second half with a fightmgtspivit that has been lockedTawayVin -.the .cellars


defeneq/wav pimcli-'drunk.' Derek‘•H^yesbeghn -it'. He ran


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for 50-- yards f',.shrugging' ' oil tacklesi.lo ‘end -with-a wild shot at which’. Perkek/iiy- the Fleet- wood goal '^sc?Aj»i.v cocked, an. cyebro\y.. ; V ;. : i.


brought, more-action Until that from Perkes. .. f


But tlic . next,.'■'.few attempts


Eric Jones -and Andy Webster ^ t t fly with hot shots which


pint pot of strong, black tea. He screwed the chip papers into a ball and flung them


from nowhere to prod the ball in.


iliation. Perkes and Gair knock­ ed each other out in a vain attempt to stop Wallbank's


To complete Fleetwood's hum­


shot. This was a performance in


which .Clitheroe can take-great pride for the way they played as as team iii the second half. Every single man, except Lind­


say'Wallace, who can be excused on the grounds that he was non-combatant for long periods, pulled his weight and noire more so than Brian Parkinson who played a storming game as defence-attack link • Parkinson, much hit at in the


Perkes:.'took with 'difficulty and then Mel Widdup headed inches wide ;.


more shots-end the Fleetwood woodwork was- .shaved on .more


Perkcg brilliantly saved two


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still level-at’ 1—1 but soon the position'was to alter. Bernard Wallbank, who h a d chased everything that moved and had a lace in it... toppled in the pen­ alty area and Widdup hit the penalty' surely into the corner of the net'.-


than a few occasions Incredibly, the scores were


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Tom Pindcr hitting the pest and Widdup missing f r o m three yards.


The barrage continued with


the points with a. brilliant goal. Pinder sent a low centre streak­ ing towards the Fleetwood goal and Wallbank, who must have had a trapdoor installed in the penalty area, came, it seemed.


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came in, carrying a small parcel. "What's tha getten them-,


one packed up on me.” “What’s tha done at schoo


the fire. His aim was poor and they rolled on to the heart , he ignored them and let them lie. He looked up as his son, Jint,


Jim?” he 'asked. “A new battery for my tran­


sistor,” replied Jim: "the old


today, lad? Owt interestin’?” “Not bad.” answered Jim.


“This morning we had maths: quadratic equations . . . ” “Better not tell thi mam.


interrupted Jack: “hoo might think it’s catchin’!’’


past, showed those who have applied all sorts of labels to him that when he is on form he can be as constructive a foot­ baller as any that has worn a Clitheroe shirt in the past few


seasons. The defence was sure and


competent and the forwards, in the second half, shot on sight and generally ran Fleetwood dizzy. All that goes before deals in


on Jim, “we had modern history. It seems it’s twenty-five years this month since the Second World War started.”


“Then, this afternoon,” went


exclaimed Jack. “Ah were just about thy age then. Aye! Nearin’ fourteen an' lookin’ forrard to


“By ’eck. that’s reet. it is!”


leavin’ school!” “Can you remember it, Dad?


Jack. “Twenty-five year might seem like a lifetime to a bit of a lad like thee, but, to me . . . why. it seems like nobbut yester­


‘•O’ coarse Ah can!” exclaimed


.free-kick from Baldwin (G) was deflected past Wallace. Clitheroc got on terms with


the main with the second half, in the first half there was not much to record except that Clitheroe had the edge and fiddled away chances in their usual—almost inimitable—style. Fleetwood took the lead against the run of play when a 30-yard


another deflected goal. Widdup neatly tricked Godwin near the left-wing corner flag and his centre was driven home by Web­ ster via a defender. Teams: Clitheroe: Wallace; Hcyc s ,


day!" “What was it like, then, Dad?


asked Jim. “Well, it were great fun to us


lads at tost. Clitheroe were wot thev called a deceivin' area . . ." “S u r e l y you mean a


RECEIVING area, Dad?" “Stop thi hinterniptin’, or thi


Bush (E); Kirk, Hodson. Parkin­ son; Webster, Wallbank, Widd­ up. Pinder. Jones Fleetwood; Perkes: Leigh,


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backside’ll be a receiving area for my boot! Ony road, as Ah were sayin’. Clitheroe 'ad to tek in evacuees, an’ on t' Friday afore war were declared, ’ole train-loads o’ childer landed in frae Manchester. There were thousands of ’em—or so it seemed. Every one on ’em 'ad a green carrier bag to fotch their few things in, Ah remember, an’ for weeks efter that, tha could tell who 'ad evacuees by what thev carried t ’ shoppin’ ’omc in: it were like a green rash Up Street that Sat’day mornin'." “What were they like—the


evacuees?" asked. Jim. the evacuees


a green field nor an ’cn runnin' around. Ah don't think; Ah’ve seen 'em stood on t’ top o' th’ ’en coats, a-pelting t ’ chickens wi' their own eggs! Like throwin’ their kindness i’ their faces! An when they saw the brook there were no ’owdin’ 'em! Jack Rigby kept t' paper shop i' Watterlloo then, an' wi'in an hour o' t'


“Most on 'em 'ad never seen


fo-st kids gettin’ settled. _ Jack 'adn' a fishin’ net left i’ t ’shop. By ’eck!" he went on, "the silver-


bellies an’ minners Up BjwKs must ’avc ’ad an ’ell o a fi “cl- He took his pipe from the ma tclpiece, sat down, and put slippers on.


Talk about- stamps!"


Dad. ’ asked Jim. making him­ self another treacle sandwich. 'Nav. lad: not everythin'.


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evacuees landed at t £t;' , about liaif past eleven i >


mornin’; by a quaartcr twelve most on ’em ad pm brook, an’ afore one o clock hau the lads among ’em ad lopPw“ in! They’d nowt bar what the) stood up in, o’ course, an tneu ‘aunties’ ’ad to put em t° nca till their trousies dried, pool


“He-he!" laughed J “ck- "T.J, >


little devils!” “Bet you had some fun at


school in them days. Dad. said Jim, "weren’t the classes o\er-


crowded?” “.Overcrowded!’’ echoed Jack’


“Ah’ll say they was! Does tna knoa, it were so bad, that tor lost few weeks we ’ad to go all time, us big ’uns went in th’ mormns an’ ’ad all th’ afternoons oil while tlT little ’uns suffered. He, lad, it were wonderful!!"


said Jim. sitting down at the table and making himself a


“Tell us some more. Dad. treacle sandwich. (


Jack lit his pipe and damped under his breath as he noticed


it was his last' match. “Well. Jim. for a start, tpa


wouldn't 'ave put so much butter on thi butties,” he said. “Does


tha knoa. that Frida’ ncct. tn grocers' shops were full o wa­ ter. maggian an' sugar. by Sat'day th’ were lucky tl tna could get four ounces o’ sugar. A quaartern o’ sugar i’ -the mid­ dle o’ t’ jammin’ season! Ecu. thi grandmother played merry 'ell wi’ t! shopkeeper, but t


worn't no good. “I thought all that kind of


stuff was rationed, Dad." said


Jim.“So it were. lad. so it were, replied Jack, “but not for t Lost few weeks. Then we 'ad to go to t’ Food -Office to collect our ration books. Little fiddlm things, they was. wi* sep talc


-e erything ■ rationed,


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Might 'a' bin better if it were. Does tha knoa. it nobbut needed a whisper as Woohvorth's 'ad geticn some razor blades or number eights in, an' Castle


gr een tradin'


DAD LOOKS BACK TO DAYS IN CLITHEROE WHEN WAR STARTED


BY JOSH ELWOOD


’ad plenty o’ fun—we could focus us eyes better, but th’ - owder folk didn't do so week Ah ’eard tell o’ one lady followin’ ’er ’ubby out of th’ Past Office; when they geet out into King Street, there were a crowd o’ folk cornin’ up frae’ th’ Market or somewheer; hoo put ’er ’and through some feller’s arm, thinkin’ it were ’er ’husband, tha sees.) an’ it weren’t till they went into a. shop as she fun out ’er


“Aye, Ah reckon us young uns


■mistake!" “Some of us lads used to ’ang


. flags—just below th’ Grand. Eeh! T’number of folk as walked into yon wall! Ah remember one Sun­ day neet, a chap walked streight into it. Does tha knoa, Jim, Ah iornt four noo words i’ two minutes when ’e geet ’is breath back!"


Street looked like F Klondvke in t’ Gold Rush?” "Number eights, Dad,” mum­


bled Jim, "what were they— half-strength senna pods?” “All'll ’ave less o’ thi lip,


young Jim: ayther Ah tells this tale or Ah don’t.”


moving the back of his transistor to replace the battery, "what were ‘number eights'—seriously." “Number eights is torch bat­


“Alright. Dad." said Jim. re­


teries. lad—little ’tins. Scarce as ’ell's teeth, they was. too! Tha could go into nearly ony ’ouse i’ Winter, an' tim'd see number eights lined up like sowdgers in front o' t’ fire, tryin' to coax new life into ’em.” "These batteries are a


around York Street, wheer yon bit of a wall juts out on to th’


worked out o’ town, there , were nobbut doctors wi’ 'cars on t’ road. There were plenty o’ quarry traffic, o’ course—an’ army convoys. Ah remember one convoy as went through an’ look thirty-six hours. Reminds me of a bit o’ poytry 'Ah lorn’t at schoo’: ‘Where 'e conies from, nobody knoas. Nor where ’els goin’, but on ’e goes’ . . . Ah. stood for hours by Houldsworth’s butcher's shop i’ Watterloo, watchin’ yon convoy goin’ through. What interested me more ’n’ owt else were t’ Lysariders . . . ” "Lysanders?" interrupted Jim.


vate cars about, in these days, would there Dad?” asked Jinr. “I mean—petrol would be scarce, wouldn't it?” “Aye, it were rationed—strictly rationed: apart from a few as


“There wouldn't be many pri­


son in exasperated surprise. “You youngsters!" he exclaimed: “you con blind me wi’ science wi' a' thi talk o’ icviopes an’ megatons —yet tha’s never 'card of a Lvsandcr . . . Oh. England, thou hast deserved better of thy youth!” “Well, Dad, what is—or was—


“What were they?” Jack Howarth looked at his


a Lysander? I prithee, Pater, enlighten me." ‘"Owd on thcer!" said Jack, taking his pipe out and pointing


' fettled yet, tha knoas!” Jack rolled a spill carefully,


it menacingly at his son. “Ony move o’ thi ’prithee Paters,’ an Ah’ll enlighten thee wi’ a boot i thi britches. As one owd ’ead- master tn Clitheroe used to say: ■If I can’t knock sense and man­ ners in through your ears, I ’ll knock it in through your other end!’ Tha’r t noan too big to be


and poked it between the glowing embers. As it flared up he saw, in his mind's eve, fleeting pic­ tures, of wet-trousered city lads learning the art of tickling trout; playing tricks on grown-ups in the blackout: hearing the wail of sirens and the whining roar of jet' engines on test; shooting through the telescope of Daisy- field Tunnel in the front seat of the Diesel rail-car; a giant, brass- bound traction, engine on the Roc. at Fair time; playing foot­ ball (when tlie farmer wasn't looking) on the field which has disappeared beneath Atkinson’s factory. Sights and sounds, some of which his son would never sec or hear . . , the sights and sounds of Clithcroe during those exciting times — Twenty- five Years Ago.


nuisance." said Jim. still fiddling with his transistor radio; "can't get—it—ah! that's it!" he said triumphantly as Luxemburg blared an advert for fiver pills. "Tha doesn't knoa tha'rt


born," said his father: "does tha knoa. in them days, if tha ’ad a battery set. tha 'ad to ’ave a 'undred-an'-twenty volt battery, big ns thon-thecr dictionary, a low tension one three times t’ size o' thine, an' like as not. a thumpin’ gurt accoomalator 'as 'ad to get re-charged. Dam’ near pooed mi arm out wi' it! Grct long aerials, us 'ad, an' a'—even wi’ a mains set . . . an’ we'd th’ nerve to call 'em ’wirelesses'!” he said reflectively. "Did you have many air-raids


pages for sugar, butter, maggian. an’ such like. Each page 'ad to be fillin’ wi’ thi name, address, an’ Hidentity Card number: an thi’ grocer's name an’ a'! It were a neet's job fillin' ’em in. Ah con tell thee. Later on. t' maggian coupons was used as cloathin’ coupons: everyone geet twenty-six a year—an’ a pair o' trousies took thirteen coupons: a waistcoat or a pullover, five, and a jacket, eight. One book, one vear, one suit—an’ nowt else!


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often enough, but Manchester geet t' worst on it. Chatburn geet a stick o' bombs as caused a lot o’ damage an' a few casualties, an’ another stray Jerry gave a couple o' rabbits the trots when 'e dropped 'is load down Siddows—but that were later on i’ th' war, o’ course: about the time we geet a load o’ wimin an’ childer. fro’ London. Poor devils! Fost time as they lieered ’em blastin’ un at Bank- field. they ran for th’ air-raid shelters like a dose o’ scidlilz powders. We just stood an' gawped at ’em: we thowt they’d yjne crackers. Clitheroc were ramn’ lucky to miss t ’ blitz." “Did you have any fun in the black-out, Dad?” asked Jim.


over here. Dad?" "Well. I' sirens used to wail


"PORTRAITS of Clitheroc people were among the many exhibits at an arts and crafts exhibi­ tion of work done during the winter session by students of Clitheroe Evening Centre. Many visitors to the exhibition at the Boys’ Grammar School r e c e n t l y recognised the


portraits. There was a good woodwork section which included a considerable amount of carved work


and one reproduction antique chest made from scrap and then veneered. The student had even


east the brass handles himself. The exhibition was opened by Mr. T. H. Seed, Chairman of the Education Committee, and


Mr. A. D. Smith, the principal of the centre, presided. Work from the classes at Whalley and Downham was also on display.


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