I used to live at 1774 Pershore Road behind and above a second hand shop therefore consequently my nickname at school was Steptoe.
The family ran this business from just after the second world war until the late 1990s. In fact one of my dad’s childhood memories was playing cricket across the Pershore Road, imagine that now!
My granddad Frank, started the shop, F E Waldron, and ran it until he died in 1965.
My grandmother Elsie Waldron, (known as Margaret at St Agnes church because she didn’t like her name and so her church friends gave her a name that she liked), was a dress maker and later lived in Midland Road where she created wedding outfits and dresses for many until she died in the 1980s.
My dad, Reg Waldron, took over the business from until the late 1990s however was tragically murdered in the shop by a guy that needed money for Christmas. It was a pretty unpleasant affair and the guy was arrested by a retired police officer cleaning his soiled clothes in Kings Norton Green laundrette. So I suppose this is part of a darker side of Cotteridge as this is one of a few incidents in the area.
I like Cotteridge, it has many memories both happy and sad and therefore I still feel apart of the area though have not lived there for many years.