daisy bank marl hole
the daisy bank was just known as-cartwrights.I used to live in Ayshford street and the marl hole was at the bottom of our street. on Willow row we knew as "the cott".It was a back road that went from edensor road to trentham road.When i was little me and mates would play on daisy bank marl hole ,we made basses(dens)This place was our play ground.Some times we had to hide from pottery workers at the back of cartwrights and edwards we hid in long reeds or little shack type huts only accesible via pottery boards over swampy fields.Happy days 1971-1980.

daisy bank as it is now
Our houses in Ayshford st were knocked down for the new road.My row of houses are now somerfields car park.Apart from that half the street and the daisy bank-marl holes still their ...

daisy bank longton
before my time,but i used to play on as a kid once it was filled in..

cartwright n edwards car park
on the car park of cartwrights n edwards pottery,looking towards the junction of willow row and ayshford street.My terrace house was on the right side of pic.Now its the bottom of summerfield car park.

Looking down to the bottom of ayshford st where the Daisy bank marhole used to be.

willow row-( THE COT )
Looking up the cot to summerfields car park ,where MANOR ENGINERING used to be.And my home.

georges paper shop.
this paper shop stands on the eadge of baisy bank marlhole.on the junction of edensor rd and greendock st.I bought my first ciggies- ten number six for 54p and some black jacks wich were half pence each.I was 12yrs old starting edensor high school.or shall i say BOBBING school hiding out over the marlhole trying to start fires in the long dry grass.Trying also not to be seen by the chatholics in their playground next to our marlhole( st,gregs school )Those nuns always fetched our teachers to get us from across the road at edensor school,lol.They never caught us as the area was full of ways out.We would run up ayshford st to hide at the back of Beswick pottery or go down to longton town to hide in the Bus station cafe.their we would play the juke box and look for money outside Jollees club.Until the truant officers came in then we would jump on a bus putting our fingers up at the officers hoping that the bus would back up and pull foward out of the station and fast down stafford st. free of course and get off around the corner in longton.The next day start all over again.Happy days the 1980s..

This bucket was part of a long line of buckets which were used to pull clay from the bottom of the marlhole,