When I was in my early teens I went to my grandparents in Gypsyville to do any shopping for them.
I remember going to the cinema in Gypsyville but cannot remember the name of it.
It was just a few yards from the corner of North Road towards Dairycoates.
If the Tigers were playing at home I would go to Boothferry Park and see players like Raich Carter, Billy Bly,
Viggo Jensen, Ken Harrison and Stan Mortenson. On match days they had a regular train service for the fans to
take them from Paragon Station to the ground and back.
There was the Empress Club which I think was in Monmouth Street in Gypsyville where my mum and her friend used to go for
a drink and do some dancing.
Where the islands are in the centre of the road in Gypsyville is where they did the deep drainage.
When they started to hammer the girders into the ground the nearby houses where my grandparents lived
literally shook from the vibration.
My grandfather, who suffered with migraine, had to go to Pickering Park and make drinks for members of
the Bowls Club just to get away from the noise and my grandmother would come to my parent's home in Hessle.
The Metal Box Company in Gypsyville that used to be at the bottom of Dorset Street and Devon Street
is where my father worked. It was also known as F.Atkins and Co. Dad told me of 2 accidents that happened there.
The women had to wear a head scarf to protect their hair from getting caught in the machinery.
One woman had a strand of hair that was not covered by the scarf; consequently it got caught in
the machine and took all her hair off.
The next accident was when another woman was sliding the sheet of tin into the stamping machine.
She had her hands too far forward when she slid the tin in and she lost some of her fingers.
Prior to my father working at Metal Box he was a manager at one of W.Cussons shops in Hull but I cannot remember where.
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