Huddersfield
Stories
The following stories were submitted to our sister website, toowrite.com. They were written by people from Huddersfield or are about Huddersfield itself.
Promised Life Thwarted
Author:
Ceridwen Norman
of Huddersfield
I was born with a condition called the ''Rhesus Factor'' which is also known as being a ''Blue Baby'', which is when the mother's and baby's blood are different. My mother's blood was Rhesus negative and I was Rhesus positive, and if the baby is left untreated, the anti-bodies in the mother's blood will kill the baby.
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Act Of Kindness Was Seen As A "Crime"
Author:
Stan Solomons
of Huddersfield
But I can still see the bewildered, almost frightened look on the old man's face as he murmured his thanks. As he did so I looked round and the whole street seemed to be locked in some kind of time-warp, faces frozen in icy stares, eyes wide open in astonishment, mouths gaping in disbelief.
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Any Old Iron
Author:
Stan Solomons
of Huddersfield
This was the plan. One of the students and myself would walk into the smithy to establish that the anvil was there. Then we would return shortly before it closed for the day and hide.
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I Was A Silly Moo
Author:
Stan Solomons
of Huddersfield
Arrangements were made for us to go to another family at the other end of the town. I remember that as we arrived at the house a girl about my age who lived across the road ran up to the billeting officer and asked: "My mum said please can we have the evacuees."
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Really Unusual Name
Author:
Lesley Earnshaw
of Huddersfield
In a surprisingly short time I was in a bed, being calmly and gently talked to, seen to and generally cosseted. No sign of my husband of course; he'd hared off to make arrangements for the head wetting.
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My Lass
Author:
Lesley Earnshaw
of Huddersfield
He began to laugh and at last I could give vent to my own pent up giggles and laugh with him. We laughed and laughed and, sympathetic as I was, I did not pick up his teeth from his knee when they fell out of his mouth again.
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Economy Drive
Author:
Stan Solomons
of Huddersfield
With a feeling of self-righteous parsimony, I walked briskly towards the bus station. As I was walking I remembered that years ago, when I reached 65 and was on my first serious economy drive, I had got myself a senior citizen bus pass. I had never used it, as it happens, but I was sure that I had put it carefully away with all my other cards in my card wallet.
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When The Kissing Had To Stop
Author:
Stan Solomons
of Huddersfield
My lips only just brushed her face but I savoured that moment for weeks to come. It was the first time I had kissed a girl outside my family. I don't suppose it meant a great deal to Mary - that's not her real name - but it was a very special moment for me.
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Under A Gooseberry Bush
Author:
Lesley Earnshaw
of Huddersfield
My dad had been in the Second World War. I had been born while he was a serving soldier and hardly saw him until I was six years old. Then suddenly there he was, this stranger who would sit silently for ages in my house, holding my mother's hand, and then suddenly jump up and pace rapidly to and fro.
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Do French Dogs Kill?
Author:
Dave Cryer
of Huddersfield
We walk and walk, away, away. What else can you do? Fight them off? Onward, onward. We fork right past a long barn, stop, turn. Jane and Steve are coming, still alive. Behind them, at the fork in the track, a dog is still visible, Cerberus guarding the gate of Hell, his Howitzer bark rattling his jaws and mad-flagging his ears.
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