Not sure if everyone will be able to access this but have a look at this ...

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The whole of the UK being aerial photographed in 1951 (examples of Leeds shown) and then filed away and forgotten, only to then be marked for shredding as "not important".

WOW! What a find. Thanks for sharing.

I was born in 1951 so the [ifrisson[/i is exhilarating.

The detail on them is incredible, if you read the comments only the Leeds and Bradford photos survived, the whole of the rest of the country's photos were trashed even after being offered to various government and local government departments.

Seen these excellent photos yesterday on Leedsface or Leedsbook.

[url=http://locateit.leeds.gov.uk/tithemaps/TwinMaps.aspxUsing this link[/url and zooming in will help in discovering the names of the streets on those 1951 photos which are now demolished.

I just clicked randomly on the 1910 map and zoomed in - straight to Queens Road School




So, I'm going to mention something that caused all sorts of bother among amateur historians the last time that I mentioned it on the web, but I still insist that I remember when some building work was going on behind the University in the early 1960s, maybe 64/65, and they uncovered an old plague burial site, I remember this only because the number 33 bus went past the place and through some buildings you could see canvas screens that they'd erected to exhume the bones - the YEP reported it all and I'm certain I didn't dream it up but all sorts of arguments kicked off the last time I mentioned it



Anyone else got any recollection ?

I’ve not heard any mention of an old burial site on campus but there is the incredible St George’s Fields hidden in the middle of campus. It is now mainly an open space but we have a copy of the grave plans and literally every square inch has a grave in it, many have several stacked on top of each other. It was a private cemetery for the elite of Leeds, as the Civic Trust plaque says;
“Leeds General Cemetery. Alarmed by the insanitary and overcrowded state of the Parish Church graveyard and body snatching, the Leeds elite bought £25 shares in the Leeds General Cemetery Company. It acquired St. George's Fields and created this fine private cemetery, where many Leeds worthies lie. Architect: John Clark. Opened 1835”

If that's the site behind the halls of residence, then it is a hidden gem, especially in Summer when the students have all buggered off. It's nice and quiet, certainly compared to the nearby Woodhouse Moor.

One of the graves is that of the wife of Pablo Fanque, of 'Being For The Benefit Of Mr Kite' fame.

That's the one. There is still the odd burial takes place & people contact us trying to trace their family trees. Apparently Jeremy Paxman visited as part of the TV series that I have never watched where family history is traced.

as mentioned before some stunning pics on that secretleeds thread www.secretleeds.com/forum/Messag ... eadID=4981

as mentioned before some stunning pics on that secretleeds thread www.secretleeds.com/forum/Messag ... eadID=4981

Hitler's northern HQ

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Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" So we're sat in the house one Saturday evening around teatime and my dad is browsing the CIU "club book" to see what turn they are going to see tonight and our newly installed phone rings and my mother answers it and its my Auntie Joyce who always shops at the Leeds Market as late as she possibly could on a Saturday teatime because when you walk down butchers row minutes before they close there is a mad panic of sales to rid themselves of the meat that remains and "You can get some right bloody bargains". We can hear my Auntie Joyce screaming down the phone at my mother and the gist fo the story is that she was inside the market when the fire started and now she's stood on the street outside and she's telling my mother to get the bus down into Leeds to come and watched because "the whole bloody lot's going up and I don't know what I'm going to do for our sunday dinner now". Underneath all of that charcoal is Pets Row

Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" So we're sat in the house one Saturday evening around teatime and my dad is browsing the CIU "club book" to see what turn they are going to see tonight and our newly installed phone rings and my mother answers it and its my Auntie Joyce who always shops at the Leeds Market as late as she possibly could on a Saturday teatime because when you walk down butchers row minutes before they close there is a mad panic of sales to rid themselves of the meat that remains and "You can get some right bloody bargains". We can hear my Auntie Joyce screaming down the phone at my mother and the gist fo the story is that she was inside the market when the fire started and now she's stood on the street outside and she's telling my mother to get the bus down into Leeds to come and watched because "the whole bloody lot's going up and I don't know what I'm going to do for our sunday dinner now". Underneath all of that charcoal is Pets Row

Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" Now I don't have a story for every photo you find but my dads office was right down the far end of Wellington Street right next door to Odeon and when I went to work for him in the school holidays for a half crown or some other pathetic amount in those pre-minimum wage days, part of my "job" was to trawl Wellington Street on errands for all the office bods looking for a pint of milk or a packet of 20 Players No 6 or similar - one of those young lads in that photo might even be me thinking "When I leave school I'm not going to be an office boy".

Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" Now I don't have a story for every photo you find but my dads office was right down the far end of Wellington Street right next door to Odeon and when I went to work for him in the school holidays for a half crown or some other pathetic amount in those pre-minimum wage days, part of my "job" was to trawl Wellington Street on errands for all the office bods looking for a pint of milk or a packet of 20 Players No 6 or similar - one of those young lads in that photo might even be me thinking "When I leave school I'm not going to be an office boy".

PS, the National Express bus station is just around that corner where the telephone box is...

The front door of our office is, quite literally, to the left of where that camera is. I'd no idea that the bloody awful West Point building dated by that far.

I always thought of it as a new development, not a reclad of an existing building.

Every day is a school day....

Really ?

It was an awful 1970s office building when it belonged to the Post Office, they used to be customers of ours and I'd go there fairly regularly, awful drab interior where everyone smoked like a chimney and the ceiling tiles were that nicotine brown that used to be so popular in pubs, if you think of the scenery in the series "Life on Mars" then they got that 1970s office interior spot on.

I too worked in such an office when I left school, a whole office block where everyone smoked and I shared a small room with a bloke who did about 60 a day, he literally had a cigarette on the go for every minute of the day, usually burning in the ashtray that sat in between our two desks, usually blowing smoke in my direction but it didn't matter because when you stood up your head would be in the smog that hung in each room anyway, I never smoked at all but I reckon I was on at least 20 a day for those ten years - even the reps from the wholesalers who came to see us would have a cigarette allowance from their company and would offer a packet around as the first thing they did when they walked in.

And yet, I loved those days

Ah.... The Post Office... now it rings a bell.....

I just never remember it being converted. Barely used Wellington Street before I started working in West One - I simply thought it was just a new apartment complex that sprouted in the meantime!

Actually quite a lot of it is new build, basically the only original bit is the tower, the lower rise part behind it was added when it was reclad, I hope they stripped the internal walls and replastered because if not I'll bet most of those apartments still smell of cigarettes

Pablo Fanque himself is also buried there

Pablo Fanque himself is also buried there

Never spotted that, or maybe I mixed it up in my memory. I've certainly looked at the grave. I spotted one day when I was cutting through the park.

Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" I remember the old central station on wellington street, especially catching the early morning leeds schools special train to London for the RL final. We then transferred to hired buses to wembly stadium.

Quote ="flipper" https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =1&theater'" I remember the old central station on wellington street, especially catching the early morning leeds schools special train to London for the RL final. We then transferred to hired buses to wembly stadium.

As are several members of the Charge of the Light Brigade....IIRC

The Odeon was on the corner of new Briggate and the Headrow I seem to recall.