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            Kidsgrove
            - 'getting into the spirit of a truly historic town' 
             
            
            
               
            
            
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      Historian Fred Hughes 
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      They reckon Kidsgrove is full of ghosts. Never mind the canal boggart Kit 
      Crewbucket, just listen to the good burghers and you’ll realise what an 
      assembly of apparitions this place is. 
      
      
       
  
      
      
        
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       “A room at top of my pub is haunted by the spirit of an old 
      woman,” discloses Beverley Denton, licensee of the Harecastle Hotel in 
      Liverpool Road. “I’ve not encountered her myself but some of my customers 
      swear they’ve seen her standing at the window looking into the street. 
      I’ve never been sure of ghosts but some funny things have happened in the 
      pub.” 
      
      
      Beverley glances involuntarily over her shoulder.  
      
      
      “I can’t put my finger on it but I’ve heard creaks and groans. Sometimes 
      footsteps when the pub is closed and I know there’s nobody there. But they 
      seem to be friendly and I’ve never had cause to be frightened.” 
      
      
      The Harecastle was built during a time when Kidsgrove was an important 
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        “Kidsgrove is a relatively new civic township,” says resident and former 
        town librarian Philip Leese. “It came under the legislative district 
        that included Brieryhurst, Ranscliffe and Oldcott; the council wasn’t 
        introduced until 1894.  
        
        
        The early settlement grew from minerals that were mined here and later 
        the services that supported the junction of road, canal and rail. In the 
        1930’s it was quite a depressed area. But the post-war years saw 
        tremendous social-housing developments attracting an immigration 
        workforce from Wales, the North-East and from Eastern Europe. Industry 
        has gone now and private housing developments have seen Kidsgrove become 
        a dormitory town.” 
       
      
      
      Kidsgrove lies at the bottom of the hill carrying the old road from the 
      Potteries into South Cheshire. 
        
      
      
      
        
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      “The early road was always a major route to the salt mines of 
      Middlewich and Northwich,” says historian Steve Birks. “It was also the 
      channel that carried the easiest route to the north-west ports on the 
      Irish Sea used from time immemorial as the docks for coastal 
      transportation. These routes gathered at Kidsgrove when the Potteries 
      began to prosper. As a major packhorse route important changes came with 
      the turnpike in 1763.” 
      
        
        
        The name turnpike is said to originate from the military guarding of 
        roads. Soldiers would place their pikestaffs across the entrance to 
        control admission. A bit like a border guard the pikes were turned to 
        one side to let legitimate travellers pass. 
       
      
      
      “These checkpoints evolved into gatehouses where tolls were collected. The 
      last to disappear on the Burslem to Lawton turnpike were at Brownhills and 
      at Lawton crossing by the A34,” says Steve. “Once the canal was opened, 
      the carriage of freight by road declined. At the same time road-travel 
      improved for passengers until, by the 1870’s, the trusts expired and the 
      roads became the responsibility of local authorities.”  
      
      
      Creating a network of well-maintained roads was one of the major 
      achievements of 18th century England. The system was not central but 
      resulted from local enterprise and regulated by local trustees through 
      Acts of Parliament. Using toll charges a trust was enabled to repair and 
      maintain a particular 20 mile stretch of turnpike road. 
      
      
      “By 1845 rail-mania had taken the country by storm 
      into which the North Staffs Railway Company arrived,” continues Steve. “To 
      connect the Potteries with the main London-Birmingham-Manchester line the 
      Loopline railway was completed with the extension from Hanley to Kidsgrove 
      opening in 1875. The Loopline turned a tiresome journey from Kidsgrove to 
      Hanley by road into twenty-minute relaxation". 
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        Red Bull Corner, 
        Lawton, near Kidsgrove 
        1900 - 1920 (c.) 
        The building pictured here on the right was believed to have been a 
        Coaching Inn. Coaches would have driven past the Inn probably on their 
        way to Manchester and Liverpool. The building stood at this junction for 
        hundreds of years until it was demolished in the 1960s for road 
        improvements. 
         
        © Borough Museum and Art Gallery, Newcastle under Lyme 
        (Staffordshire Past Tracks) 
  
       
        
      
      
      
      Geographically the three major routes came together at Kidsgrove. 
      
       
      
      
      
      
      A view of road, rail and canal standing side-by-side, is best seen from 
      the Harecastle Hotel which licensee, 46 year old Beverley, has kept for 8 
      years.  
      
        
        
        “It is a massive pub built to accommodate travellers,” she says. “I’ve 
        worked in pubs all my life and I’ve seen many changes due to changing 
        lifestyles. Aside from being a transport hotel, it was a very popular 
        entertainment venue in the 1960’s and 70’s. These days it’s still 
        residential with seven bedrooms and a self-contained flat. Obviously the 
        pub would struggle without this income but the locals still love it as a 
        watering hole.” 
       
      
      
      The lunchtime trade is fairly quiet but it’s comfortable nevertheless to 
      sit and chat for with 71 year old pals Malcolm Cliff and Fred Blaize. 
       
      
      
      “We met in Hong Kong during military service,” says Malcolm. “And we got 
      in touch again later in life down to using the same pub every dinnertime.” 
      
      
      Fred was born and brought up in Kidsgrove. He’s seen a few changes. 
      
      
      “The Loopline closed in my time,” he recalls. “A daft thing to do that 
      was. You can imagine the benefits that would have brought today travelling 
      across Stoke on Trent. The Loopline station was behind Liverpool Road 
      where Tesco is now. The main line station was opposite and the canal and 
      the road passed between them.” 
      
        
        
        The Harecastle Hotel is a fantastic hotchpotch of Victorian 
        understatement. By their standards it simply served the basic purpose of 
        commercial accommodation. From our standpoint it is a wonderful window 
        to the past. Nothing has changed in a hundred years from the rambling 
        vaulted cellars leading to a dark winding staircase which hints of 
        gas-lit confines. Indeed the old gas lights are still in place in the 
        attic rooms. 
        
        
        “This is the room which the ghost of the old woman haunts,” says 
        Beverley. 
       
      
      
      And among the discarded household debris of yesteryear shadows hint at 
      something concealed. It’s time to go back to the bar. 
      
      
      “Did you see her,” laughs Fred. “Malcolm once saw the knife used for 
      cutting lemons leap up from the bar. They say it’s the ghost of a 
      knife-thrower who once stayed here.”  
      
      
      It seems the town is full of spirits from headless dogs to hooded friars. 
      
      
      “And whenever ‘Witchie-green-eyes’ is about,” says Malcolm, “There’s 
      always a smell of bacon and eggs cooking.” 
      
      
      But this is a B&B that serves spirits, I silently counter with a smile. 
      
       
      
      
      
      
      
      
      this concludes the walk along the 'old roads' of 
      Stoke-on-Trent  
      
       
      
      
            
               
            
            
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