In 1967 I was 18 months old (and very talkative). Stood at the window of the terrace house we lived it and I was looking up at the sky. My mum asked what I was looking at and I pointed upwards and said 'bad plane that mummy, going to crash'..... she went cold. A short time later a news bulletin came on the radio and it had in a town just 3 miles from where I lived.
In 1967 I was 18 months old (and very talkative). Stood at the window of the terrace house we lived it and I was looking up at the sky. My mum asked what I was looking at and I pointed upwards and said 'bad plane that mummy, going to crash'..... she went cold. A short time later a news bulletin came on the radio and it had in a town just 3 miles from where I lived.
I never knew about this, a very sobering read. I drive past Stockport every so often, so I can appreciate how incredible it was to miss all those buildings and have no casualties on the ground.
That's a very poignant report in the Manchester Evening News. The crash site is only a few hundred yards from Life On Mars Squad offices over in Piccadilly - Stopford House.
In 1967 I was 18 months old (and very talkative). Stood at the window of the terrace house we lived it and I was looking up at the sky. My mum asked what I was looking at and I pointed upwards and said 'bad plane that mummy, going to crash'..... she went cold. A short time later a news bulletin came on the radio and it had in a town just 3 miles from where I lived.
I never knew about this, a very sobering read. I drive past Stockport every so often, so I can appreciate how incredible it was to miss all those buildings and have no casualties on the ground.
Strewth, nor did I, sounded awful - must have been just harrowing, sobering to read this.
Strewth, nor did I, sounded awful - must have been just harrowing, sobering to read this.
I lived in Denton and the plane flew right over our house.......... it was terrifying. Mum knew people who were there who helped with the rescue and they said the screams of people in the plane who were stuck and couldn't get out were horrifying. They tried everything but the flames beat them back and they had to stand there hearing 'get me out, get me out' but were unable to get to them. It lives with them to this day.
On a more pleasant note from the air crash, I remember the 'big freeze' of 1978. Strangely I don't remember ever having to stop going to school (we were tougher in them, there days!). The boiler broke at school and we were just told to put our coats on and jump up and down to keep warm!
However at the weekend, my friend and I went to a cul-de-sac near our homes and spent the entire day creating a massive slide on the road.
By mid afternoon it was perfect and we spent the next few hours just running and sliding up and down the road. Ahhhh simple pleasures!
Even the neighbours of the cul-de-sac didn't mind us turning their road into an ice rink! They stood at their windows watching and laughing (although whether the car owners appreciated us later that night we don't know)!.
Yes I vaguely remember reading about the Stockport Air crash too. By the time of the winter of 78/9, I was working, so couldn't get sent home!
(just about remember the big freeze of 1962/3, snow about a foot deep, as a 3 year old I loved it, Mum was less enthusiastic about having to wade through it to bring in the coal for the fire!!)
In 1967 I was 18 months old (and very talkative). Stood at the window of the terrace house we lived it and I was looking up at the sky. My mum asked what I was looking at and I pointed upwards and said 'bad plane that mummy, going to crash'..... she went cold. A short time later a news bulletin came on the radio and it had in a town just 3 miles from where I lived.
Didn't really know about this crash but have probably heard about it before in passing. I know more the Rivington Moor (Winter Hill) crash in 1958 but didn't know much about this crash in Stockport nor how close to population it was. RIP
In 1967 I was 18 months old (and very talkative). Stood at the window of the terrace house we lived it and I was looking up at the sky. My mum asked what I was looking at and I pointed upwards and said 'bad plane that mummy, going to crash'..... she went cold. A short time later a news bulletin came on the radio and it had in a town just 3 miles from where I lived.
Wow. That’s spooky, and something I’d never heard about before :( .
Diana dying is probably the first one for me - I was 4 and a half, had absolutely no idea who she was, but I do remember that the same thing was on the tv all the time for ages. I now know that was the last CCTV footage of her, but at the time I just remember the same clip on the Tele over and over. I was a week off starting school. We only had the 4 channels (5 never worked!) so I can see why it would have been inescapable.
Sometimes in life you can't help which way you fall.
Alex, your Diana memory would have been comparable to my very vague recollection of JFK, loads of stuff on telly about it and a massive talking point amongst the adults, even though I had no idea at the time what it was all about.