Anyone brought up in a guest house?

Yes. Withnall road. Parents moved when I was maybe 7 or 8.

I have no recollection of what it was like inside apart from the kitchen. Have a vague memory of bunk beds for my brother and I in either the attic or a basement room. Tried to stay there on one of my trips back but nothing available. Ended up across the road.
 
Yes, one on Red Bank Rd and then one on Knowle Avenue
For about 6/7 years in total from memory
 
Bairstow Street had massive bedroom in the winter but slept in the attic during the season. If I got out of bed quickly I'd bang my head on the roof. Maybe that's why I'm mad
 
My Mum had a guest house on Reads Avenue. Sleeping arrangements were strange, when full we all slept in one bedroom on the ground floor. It was all hands on deck during school holidays and after school in the evening, to give her a hand with everything that Full Board required. Not an easy way to live or work.
 
All of us 5 in the family were crammed into a cardboard box on Bond St. Dad was a miner but of course in Blackpool no chance etc. However come Easter when the season started he duct taped 20 more cardboard boxes together and rented them out to holidaymakers. Most of the clients were from Oldham or Dundee, notorious for their thrifty ways. When Dad popped his clogs aged 92 in a brothel in Padiham we were shocked to learn he had £999,999.99 in his post office account- and some folk think they had it hard.😜
 
All of us 5 in the family were crammed into a cardboard box on Bond St. Dad was a miner but of course in Blackpool no chance etc. However come Easter when the season started he duct taped 20 more cardboard boxes together and rented them out to holidaymakers. Most of the clients were from Oldham or Dundee, notorious for their thrifty ways. When Dad popped his clogs aged 92 in a brothel in Padiham we were shocked to learn he had £999,999.99 in his post office account- and some folk think they had it hard.😜
Typical ** Tory😬
 
Alexander Road mid 70’s although I was only about two when my folks sold up.
Snap! We had a hotel there in 1971. I was only 4. It was mad busy. People paid to sleep in the bath on Glaswegian weekend. Some rooms had a large curtain splitting into two rooms and different families slept either side of the curtain!! Imagine that these days.
Our basement always flooded in the winter when the sea came down the road. My Action Man drowned one night. I cried and cried when he was discovered floating face down in the cellar.
 
Hull Road - family still has friends from Yorks / Scotland / Lancs that stayed with us year after year - I used to get the burnt toast everyday - to this day I still have it well done 😀
 
My mum ran a boarding house on Coop Street back when I was a nipper in the early 70s. Memories of Glasgow fortnight, eating the cold toast left over from breakfasts, knocking out massive amounts of chips in the back yard with a weird and somewhat hazardous machine, running errands to Naventis to pick up the ice cream, sneaking of to rattle the slot machines, Saturday cartoons at the Ritz or the King Edward, so much more 👍
 
My mum ran a boarding house on Coop Street back when I was a nipper in the early 70s. Memories of Glasgow fortnight, eating the cold toast left over from breakfasts, knocking out massive amounts of chips in the back yard with a weird and somewhat hazardous machine, running errands to Naventis to pick up the ice cream, sneaking of to rattle the slot machines, Saturday cartoons at the Ritz or the King Edward, so much more 👍
Never rattle a slot machine. Just nudge. Loads of coppers
 
Hull Road - family still has friends from Yorks / Scotland / Lancs that stayed with us year after year - I used to get the burnt toast everyday - to this day I still have it well done 😀
Used to walk down Hull Road often as a kid.
My best mates' mother had a guest house on Charnley Rd.
I always remember that she worked all day and nearly always had a bottle of Guinness on the go.
Mum sometimes worked for her in Summers.
 
My mum ran a 6 bed guesthouse in Wolsey road at the back of the Palladium. Our bedrooms were let out in the season and i slept in the bath a few times. Didn't do us any harm.
 
My mum ran a boarding house on Coop Street back when I was a nipper in the early 70s. Memories of Glasgow fortnight, eating the cold toast left over from breakfasts, knocking out massive amounts of chips in the back yard with a weird and somewhat hazardous machine, running errands to Naventis to pick up the ice cream, sneaking of to rattle the slot machines, Saturday cartoons at the Ritz or the King Edward, so much more 👍
Bangers and jigglers one armed bandits until you got caught.
 
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