Editor's Note: In February 2012, we received an e-mail from Stanley
Slater, who spent his early years in Ridgeway and has fond
recollections of his time there. Stan kindly offered to provide us
with photographs and an account of his memories of those days.
Stanley (Peter) Slater
Stan
Slater went to school in Ridgeway from 1929 to 1932 and lived in the
village until 1938. His mother was Edith Atkin, daughter of Joseph
and Mary Atkin. Edith met Stan's father shortly after the end of
World War One, when he came to Ridgeway to be employed by the Hutton
family at the Lawn. They married in Doncaster, which is where Stan
was born. Shortly after this, Edith's elder sister came to visit
from New Zealand; she insisted on calling Stan by the name of Peter,
and he was known by this name throughout all the years he lived in
Ridgeway!
Edith was rather in awe of her Aunt Ann, a nursemaid by profession,
who looked after Stan for the first six months of his life. This
resulted in his having a hernia, because Ann did not believe in
comforting babies when they cried. For many years, Stan had quite a
large operational scar as evidence of this. Furthermore, although
Edith was a keen Methodist, Aunt Ann insisted that Stan should go to
the CofE Church, where she always had her "beady" eyes on him during
the evening service. For all that, though, Stan remembers her for
many kindnesses as well.
When
Stan was about seven years old, his parents separated and he came
with his mother to Ridgeway, where they first had rooms in Mr
Unwin's house in Church Lane. Mr Unwin and
his dog are shown in the photograph below.
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Whilst living there, the smell of gas would often waft over the wall
from nearby. In those days, before electricity was introduced into
the village, the church was illuminated by acetylene lamps employing
calcium carbide and water, the by-products of which had a
characteristic smell.
Edith and Stan later moved into one of the cottages on Sloade Lane,
near to where the stream crosses the road. There, they had milk
delivered by Mr Littlewood, after it had been passed through the
cooling system in Fox's building at Commonside, opposite the
entrance to Sloade Lane. Stan remembers the two Fox daughters, Ella
and Beattie, the latter living next door to them in Sloade Lane
after her marriage to a "Frank". Cars were not around in large
numbers but he thinks Beattie had a brand new Hillman. Nearby lived
the Crooks family - the Father a miner, and very religious. Of his
two boys, Ron, the eldest, had a racing type bicycle and copies of
Health and Efficiency, which gave Stan his first glimpse of
interesting female photographs! The younger, Raymond, with whom he
played football in a nearby farmer's field, probably went on to have
a trial with Sheffield United. There was a Webster family nearby and
the husband took Stan to his first soccer match at Hillsborough; as
a result, he's been a Wednesday supporter ever since. The last
building up Sloade Lane was Fidler's farm, and beyond this there was
an ideal field for sledging. Stan had a photo which he took on
Sloade Lane of Denis Havenhand at the bottom of a bomb crater,
created after one of the raids on Sheffield. He recalls that
Dennis's mother, Gladys, was one of two female singing soloists in
the Chapel choir.
In
Stan's day, there was no gas or electricity, and in his family, the
only flush toilet was the one in his Aunt Ann's cottage, which he
thinks fed into a cesspit. He remembers the "midden men", one of
whom was certainly a Nicholson, calling round in their old lorry to
take away the night soil.
Stan's mother was left without much money because his father
defaulted from the outset on maintenance, but she kept her family
fed and clothed by working all hours, knitting and baking for
friends and village folk. Stan would be called on to deliver the
bread and cakes by bicycle. In spite of this shortage of money,
Stan's time as a school boy was very happy and he remembers Ridgeway
with deep affection, spending some of the happiest times of his
young life there.
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He
remembers Keith Renshaw (who wrote our website article on Birley
Hay) and recalls being very envious of the set of Children's
Encyclopaedias that Keith had. On one particular winter's day, he
went with his mother to Keith's home, for tea. Regrettably, Edith
had some difficulty eating the coconut macaroons that she was
offered. Whilst no-one was looking, she put the remnants in a
handkerchief, and at a suitable moment, put it in her overcoat
pocket. Unfortunately, when it was time to leave, Keith's father
kindly brought her coat to warm in front of the fire and a shower of
macaroon pieces fell out!
As a
result of his Aunt Ann's insistence, Stan was a regular Churchgoer
and a member of the Church choir. He recalls that the church organ
was provided with air from a hand pump, which it was the choirboys'
duty to operate during services. Apparently, they learned how to
produce some very unmusical noises by allowing the bellows to be
starved of air. Very occasionally, they had to pump on a Saturday
afternoon for visiting organists who were practising. When they
thought their football playing time was being shortened the boys
pumped until the bellows were full almost to bursting and then made
a hasty departure.
The
vicar, by the name of Partridge, was unmarried and lived in what was
then a large vicarage (now the Old Vicarage Restaurant) with a
housekeeper, Miss James. Stan has provided us with the following
photos which show the vicar on a donkey in Church Lane, and a goat
that he kept firmly tethered in the vicarage grounds. (Stan is in
the photo with the goat)
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Reverend Partridge also had a toboggan which the choirboys used, and
he made sure that they had an annual trip to the pantomime in
Sheffield Lyceum.
Stan's days in the Church came to an end when his formidable Aunt
Ann died and his Mother transferred him to the Methodist Chapel
which she attended. There he once again pumped the organ, for a
small financial reward, but this time in full view of the
congregation!
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Stan (on the left) with his good friend Eric Fisher (elder
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Whilst he was a pupil at Ridgeway school, Stan was able to win a
Scholarship which allowed him to attend the new Grammar school at
Halfway. The following is an extract, which we discovered, from the
Honours List published in the 1937 Ridgeway School Magazine, and it
shows Stan's 1933 Award. Moreover, it shows that even the School
Authorities thought that his middle name was Peter!
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Life after Ridgeway
Stan
joined the Royal Air Force during the Second World War and he has
said very little of this. However, we have since found a
considerable amount of information on the internet which shows that
he had a distinguished career. We are grateful to Michael Heywood
for providing some of this information. (Michael is the husband of
Frank Fisher's grand-daughter.)
Stan
became a Lancaster Pilot and played a major part in the activities
of Bomber Command during the War. He participated in many sorties,
against both German and Italian targets, operating with 100 Squadron
and 576 Squadron. As a result of these activities, he was awarded
both the Distinguished Flying Cross (DFC) and the Distinguished
Service Order (DSO). The citations for these, from the London
Gazette, are shown below:
Distinguished
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Towards the end of the War, whilst with 103 Squadron, he
took off from RAF Elsham
Wolds in order to lay mines in the Kattegat area.
On
the return flight the Lancaster caught fire after being suddenly
attacked by a German JU 88G-6
night fighter and at 21:45 hours the aeroplane crashed at
Østergaarde in Denmark. Two of the crew were killed during the
attack and the remaining five managed to bail out.
Stan
was helped by a local farmer who arranged for the Kørvel family of
Ølgod to take him to their home. Here he was quartered in the attic
while two German officers were quartered in the basement! Thanks to
the Danish Resistance, he was back in the UK three weeks later.
Accounts of the event can be found at
http://www.flensted.eu.com/1945026.shtml
http://www.airmen.dk/pdfs/C101TarmM2-en.pdf
and
these include the following photograph of Stan at that time.
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At
the end of World War Two, he was offered a Permanent Commission in
the RAF and subsequently served for a further thirty years. Whilst
holding the rank of Wing Commander, he was awarded the OBE, and
eventually he retired with the rank of Group Captain.
This
year (2012), he attended the Ceremony in Green Park to witness the
unveiling of the Bomber Command Memorial by the Queen. The Memorial
comes after many years of campaigning by the Bomber Command
Association, and for many veterans and family members it is a long
awaited acknowledgement of the significant contribution made by the
men who served in Bomber Command in World War Two. Now
in his ninetieth year, Stan says that he is pleased to have lived
long enough to see this event take place after so many years of
uncertainty. He very much enjoyed the Lancaster fly-past, and
completed the day by having his hand shaken by Prince Charles.
Stan married
Jim Bishop's sister and has often visited Ridgeway over the years to
meet Jim and his wife, sometimes playing tennis with Jim or going to
the football match at Hillsborough. He now lives in the South of
England, but when he has the opportunity he still visits Ridgeway to
see the village again and to renew acquaintances with friends and
relatives.
Editor's Note: We regret to record that Stan died at the age of 92
on 29 August 2014.
His obituary can be found at:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/11203815/Group-Captain-Stan-Slater-obituary.html
Information
relating to the history of Bomber Command can be found at
http://www.rafbombercommand.com/
and details
of the Memorial can be found at
http://www.bombercommand.com/the-memorial
JCB
August 2012