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There is some information and very good pictures on this site http://www.disused-stations.org.uk/c/choppington/ which also gives maps and information about other places locally --- over 115,000 tickets issued at Choppington for the railway in 1911!! and shows the site of the brickworks in what became Barnfather's yard and other buildings along to guidepost etc.

I don't suppose you came across any reference to Fenwick Redpath? he was a great uncle and I think he moved to somewhere beside Stead Lane in about 1955

Dr Hickey retired to Ireland and was breeding greyhounds - Dr ivory retired to Cramlington - not many folk know he was a pilot in the RAF.

I loved the bit in his life when he met Marianne - her of the songs - she was on hols. with her boyfriend and took up with Mr Cohen. It was nice to see that the place in he 60's he had stayed in had been kept as he left it. When he knew she was dying a few yrs back he sent the most wonderful massage (that some might not think wonderful - but its about folk being folk) “It said, 'well Marianne it's come to this time when we are really so old and our bodies are falling apart and I think I will follow you very soon’,” to me that's I still love you and to paraphrase Kisty Mcoll - thank you for the days A man who had an insight into all of us and could touch the soul - as a teen in the 60's he was the 'one' for all things angst but also a ray of hope and an inspiration for many years - I bore the child endlessly with his songs at the appropriate moment when she is feeling that insecure thing. A lot of folk described him as music to cut ya wrists by -- but it was more than that- and never that!! it was a voice of reflection and hope .

the tragedy with Berwick is that it lost a fine man in Alan Beith, irrespective of his political affiliation he did a damn good job for many years. the 3 candidates that stood to replace him were a motley crew and none worth the lead in my pencil to put a cross for. I shudder to think that the new boundaries may well actually give Mr Lavery (another one who employs his family at public expense) a possibly very good chance to spend another 5 yrs sponging off the taxpayer!! the present incumbent does nowt but turns up anywhere there is a camera and has failed to do anything about any of the 'imperative issues that must be addressed' as listed in the election campaign - and that includes not replying to e--mail questions about that -- ho hum.... ( A1 ? dual ?? that would be the A1 duelling that was agreed 30 yrs ago at Mousen/Purdey Lodge and nowt has been done - or the dual bit at causey park mooted 15 yrs ago and side-lined - but its ok as the road that goes from nowhere to nowhere will always lead over the rainbow to the pot of gold at the new county hall at Ashington)

pssst canny lass - found a pic of me with hair and beard and chopped Harley -- where ya want it sent ?? you can use it too scare the kids

sounds like a load of cr** to me lol - oh got that wrong -- damn

er... the female version is marketed under the 'shewee' available from most camping stores..

aww sorry Canny Lass - ii also built a rigid framed chop Harley - ill dig out a pic for you....cut the hair before the grey got to it.

yes we get the live ones too! if you often see mice in your whiskey glass try adding a bit more water!

cats - herself is a cat person .. as far as I see it they only reason we have dead birds - voles - mice etc in the house is 'cos the cat brings them in ... we also have a bernese mountain dog - ok it is dim but it just ambles through life and doesn't bring dead things into the house!

ref Brian Yarrow - I have posted on other threads re the Yarrow family originating at Choppington Staion, with a shop there. The Morpeth soft drinks company was originally based in the Chantry and was Waters and Robson, company sold now I think but I believe they still supply water to the House of Commons. Was at school with Mandy Robson and they used to live at Fairmoor, Morpeth. ?? \Gordon?? Muter I seem to recall was a special constable.

ooo ad hominem -- not heard that for a while - it brought back memories of oxford and camels in tents (no that wasn't an initiation thing!) canny lass you need to read Private Eye' excellent cartoon in todays edition of the thought police tackling a woman for wearing a burkini until she explains she is a Carmelite nun! .... ahem - attitudes and press agitation come to mind - after all the nuns have been garbed like that since the days of Cadfael and no-one objected. <-- haven't got a nobbly prize either but a few mates are FRS lol which I think is one below. (he did ok with that dynamite invention!!!) I used to have long hair and long beard and I was asked by a quite concerned Muslim if it was for religious reasons as he was worried I was some sort of radical. knowing some of the Muslim community for many years they have been worried for a long time about the disenfranchisement of their children. I recall going to a party in a shebeen in Deptford with a Rasta friend, many years ago, and I was a bit concerned as I would be the only 'white face' there. he said "It's ok, they hate everybody" time we accepted the fact we all share the same basic DNA strands and get on with life, after all whats a bit of melanin atween friends?? there are much more nasty and dangerous human traits than colour or background! I was told in Belfast in the 80's that hate -is not a basic human instinct and it has to be taught. maybe a lesson for us all. (er sorry that was a rambling rant - ill take the medication now)

do they have letterboxes??

have a look at this link (its ok they wont come and get you and you don't have to get involved with anything hircine - its all lies about capra bovidae!!) http://www.ugle.org.uk/ I think you can still visit and get a guided tour. The interview panel is a board of installed masters and that raises a few eyebrows with candidates at times. The 'blackballing' is a tradition also used elsewhere and it means that all members have to vote, but one black ball means the candidate is rejected (white balls signify acceptance) What I found interesting is that, there were some very staunch members from all backgrounds, there were many miners in various lodges and some lodges seems to attract a lot of the same trades. Do not get confused with the 33rd degree stuff and the Scottish rite also the American orders. With the waning of popularity in the movement, some lodges meet, but only put through I set of candidates a year if at all, others seemed to feel pressured to recruit and 'streamed' through many.

don't believe all you read on the internet!! John Hammill wrote a very balanced and open and OFFICIAL history of masonry (he was a Wallsend lad) There is a lodge at Beamish museum which you can walk around, which was donated by the Masons. I used to describe it as - not a secret society, but a society with secrets, and those only refer to the ritual. It was also perhaps the last bastion of the 'Christian ethic' on charity and help. they tend not to publicise the charitable works. Scarborough Court at Cramlington is a masonic establishment and they used to have others and their own hospital and fund research into gerontology. The requirement to believe in a god - a supreme being, is not specific to the Christian god, that is only required for the Knights Templar (clue in the name there) Up until the 60's and 70's Armistice Day and several other public events were attended by masons in full regalia but this died off due to adverse publicity and the movement tended to be more inward than secretive. hope that helps

that does make me reflect on the influence of alcohol on human fertility -- I believe that most of the population of Morpeth was conceived on the Harhill - where was the most fertile ground of the shire? and was it some sort of primeval rite?? so where did the populace of the shire go to generate the new generation?? lol -- that might bring in some interesting responses .... like the lass who was pregnant and asked - what position will I be in to deliver? ans -- the same as you conceived in -- er --what in the back of a mini kicking the mirror off??

vic --- I think we have moved in the same circles - I am sure I have met her and her sisters before - eeeh the days of the willock -- lily the dredger and the fisherman's friend - names bestowed - but a heart of gold

it should be noted that ,muscle fibre is heavier than fat ! Eating meat is more efficient than eating grass as all the hard work has been done for you, and consider how much extra weight you would have if you had three stomachs to cope with all that grass - or like rabbits have to eat your own droppings to get the most out of the food! Alcohol - that is predestined and an act of god - and one of the few real reasons to believe in a god. it is against every race survival instinct to think that sticking some fruit in a pot with bacteria and waiting a couple of months until it goes mouldy and then drinking it is a good idea, ergo there must have been divine intervention.

as an aside - ref the proggy mat - every home I knew had a 'frame' for making mats and it was a whole family thing - its an interesting reflection that then the material was woollen and its possible that with the modern materials 'proggy mats' could not be made now - there is possibly too much differential in fibre strength and thickness due to artificial fibres which wou effect the weave required on the hessian base. what I do recall was that a large number of miners did embroidery in stark contrast to the work they did

The shop at the top of the bank on the east side opposite the Lord Clyde was run by Norman and Peggy Yarrow - they had a daughter Maureen and a son Brian who was the milk man. They moved to the shop in Vulcan Place and Brian was still doing the milk round in recent years. Norman yarrow was heavily involved in one of the churches. (for some reason I cant see the pic?) Jacky wade was indeed a very tall man and after his mother died he married and moved to Spain - not only did he collect lamps but he also had a Dion de Bouton in the shed behind the pub and possibly another vintage car. ref the oilcloth - the Rice family lived at No 5 station terrace at Choppington Station and had the chip shop at Scotland Gate. in those days fish and chips was served in newspaper and the tables were covered in oilcloth!!

\Eggy --- I will have any sleepless nights after seeing that ad again - I would 'plight my troth ' with any of those nubile young things and prob buy the car as well lol

canny lass - you succumbed to the allure of oiled naked bodies -- it happens - take a deep breath - a large snifter of ya fave tipple and sit back and watch the vid again lol

canny lass !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! go wash your mind out and stand in the naughty corner!! although looking at both ads -- I cant see a problem - they are entertaining and as relevant to the product as any other ad and are a bit of fun - I have to admit that I always like Nicolle - sad old man lol what was that ad?? to paraphrase ?? if only all cars/whatever looked like this ? -- the above two posts appeal to both sides of the XY thing and prob to BOTH lol - live enjoy and be yourself -- oh and buy what ever car is the best buy and suits your life style