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Leeds Public Dispensary and Hospital, North Street


Leeds Public Dispensary and Hospital, North Street
Description:
c1960-1965. Image shows Leeds Public Dispensary and Hospital, located in North Street and dating from 1904. However, the Leeds Public Dispensary was actually established in 1824 to provide free medical care for people who were unable to afford treatment. In the foreground there is an LCT bus stop indicating buses for Elland Road and Cottingley (number 8), and Morley (numbers 52 and 53).

User Comments:

Name:
brian thomas

Comment:
Brings back memories of walking down Hartley Hill from Coburg Street to catch the no 8 home to the prefab estate at Cottingley in my apprentice days.

Date:
24-Apr-2011

Email:
helensdad@mac.com

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Name:
Ron Davies

Comment:
I remember on one occasion as a toddler, visiting my father who was a patient in The Ministry of Pensions Hospital, Chapel Allerton. During the visit I fell and suffered a nasty head wound which required stitches, and was rushed off to the Dispensary. To this day I can still remember the incident vividly, and also the kindness shown by the staff to a very frightened little boy.

Date:
09-May-2011

Email:
rondavies66@gmail.com

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Name:
frances wicks/kirlew

Comment:
I remember a couple of visits here as a child - does anyone else recall the rocking horse in the waiting room ? The staff were always very patient and friendly, especially to the children. I pass this building regularly - does anyone know what it is now ?

Date:
09-May-2011

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Name:
James Whitworth

Comment:
Frances, Although I'm not old enough to remember the Dispensary, I recognise it as Centenary House, which has offices for The Leeds Society for Deaf and Blind People and Leeds Translation Services, amongst others. Assuming it hasn't changed since I was last there a few years ago, it is a bit of maze inside when you get above the ground floor.

Date:
30-May-2011

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Name:
Cliff Large

Comment:
I had my tonsils removed at the Dispensary as a five year old in 1931. We were wheeled into the theatre with three or four on the trolley. In the early 1950s I worked in the hospital on building work and the pratice was the same.

Date:
30-May-2011

Email:
cliff.large@googlemail.com

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Name:
ARTHUR WILSON

Comment:
My tonsils were snipped out in the '50's and I was an outpatient later for OSGOOD-SCHLATTER'S DISEASE under Mr J.M.Fitton who ordered no exercise or running. My first bike cured my knees after a lot of agony and I worked till age 61-ish before a spine operation put me in a wheelchair for a totally different reason.

Date:
01-Jun-2011

Email:
arthur.wilson028@gmail.com

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Name:
Stuart Clapham

Comment:
When I was three I tripped over whilst putting my tongue out to someone. I bit right through my tongue. We lived in Halton Moor at the time but I am told they could hear the screams for miles. And then again when they stiched it up at the Dispensary. I have never put my tongue out since.

Date:
08-Jun-2011

Email:
theclaphams@ntlworld.com

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Name:
Shirley Holton

Comment:
I had a sprained ankle x-rayed there, circa early forties. At the time I was not grateful for the attention! A few years later a doctor opined on my banged forehead, thus reassuring my frantic parents. My grandmother who lived in Darley Street, almost opposite, regularly obtained bottles of some mysterious medicine (we never found out what it was) which she claimed relieved her gall bladder troubles (but in the end she had the operation).

Date:
09-Jun-2011

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Name:
Jack Mitchell

Comment:
Approx 1940 i was circumsized here, aged about 4yrs. I clearly remember being taken into a dark room, a door opened,and i remember 2 people coming in from a lighted room wearing white coats. One appeared to assist the other in holding a cloth over my mouth. I swear, i thought they were suffacating me ( what else at that age ? ). I only found out later, they were giving me ETHER, a crude aenasthetic of that era. And now i come to think of it, one of the two people must have been a NOVICE in training. 14-June-11.

Date:
14-Jun-2011

Email:
astrojack7mars@msn.com

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Name:
Linda Close

Comment:
I can remember having my tonsils out here, probably in 1952/3. I too can remember the ether mask and I can remember being put in a cot in a large ward, and being given a teddy to cuddle. I can also remember being rushed back in due to bleeding, a neighbour carried me there as we oonly lived a short distance away in Brown's Yard.

Date:
03-Oct-2011

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Name:
brian hall

Comment:
stuart clapham brings back memories i also had my tongue stitched here when i was 13 in 1953 i jumped off a shed my knee hit my chin and like him i had left my tongue out i lived on the rookwoods then and it was a long journey on the tram with my dad hankie over my mouth trying to stop the flow of blood

Date:
11-Oct-2011

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Name:
C Lovedale

Comment:
Aged 5 I had a tooth removed at the school dental clinic in Great George Street. During the night I woke to find myself covered in blood, the socket from which the tooth had been pulled was bleeding. At that time we lived on Meanwood Road, my father wrapped me in a blanket and carried me to the dispensary. An older sister came with us and kept wiping the blood from my face. At the dispensary a plug was put in the gum to stem the bleeding. The dramatic dash through the dark night was frightening and left me with a fear of dentists which lasted well into adult life. My reward was a packet of Weetabix as it could easily be swallowed with warm milk, the first breakfast cereal I can remember having!This would have been in 1951.

Date:
19-Dec-2011

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Name:
Peter grigg

Comment:
In early 50s I had stitches to both of my hands, My cousin dropped a brick on my hands we where backing bottles with old bricks . Can remember the rocking horse and all the tiles and the smell of the hospital Now 62

Date:
10-Mar-2012

Email:
Griggpv@bigpond.net.au

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Name:
Don Smith

Comment:
When I was working at Moortown Motors on Regent Street in the 1960s two of the apprentices were fooling around one took a spray gun and covered the others hair in primer paint, one of the men who should have known better poured lacquer thinner on the lads hair and when he lifted his head up the thinner run in his eyes, I bundled him into a car and ran him straight up to the Dispensary were he was for a night and a day.I think he was lucky no to have any damage to his eyes. When I went back to work I gave the man an ear full for been so stupid.

Date:
21-Apr-2013

Email:
anne-donsmith@shaw.ca

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Name:
joyce hewitt nee Lee

Comment:
I remember being brought here, after I had fallen up the Burley Liberal Club steps and bitten into my lower lip ! it had to be stitched and gentian violet was applied,. My sister upset me, because she came to the door and waved goodbye, saying they were going home and leaving me !!!little horror. Years later we had to go with her when she pushed a hard pea, up her nose, whilst my Mother was attempting to steep them ..honestly.

Date:
10-Jul-2013

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Name:
John Bean

Comment:
In 1881,John Stead my gt,gt, grandfather lived and operated his tailoring business at No57a. The Dispensary stands where his store would have been in those days. To the left of the photo was Hartley Hill with shops fronting onto North Street. These were numbered oddly as 55a to 55d, as these were added after 1890 so had to fit into the existing street numbering system. John Stead died in 1882 but was greatly admired for his charitable contribution. He was a member of the 'ANCIENT ORDER OF ROMANS' and they provided a significant headstone memorial to him, in Beckett Street cemetery. If anyone has any details, as to what this charitable organisation contributed to, I would love to hear from them.

Date:
03-Oct-2013

Email:
beanj@btinternet.com

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Name:
S.Cohen.

Comment:
I attended Leeds Public Dispensary about 1949/1950s to have a Verruca wart removed from under my big toe.It was like a little cauliflower but black in colour caused by virus from swimming pools.The doctor cut it out using a scalpel.

Date:
22-Oct-2013

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Name:
Catherine Loftus ( nee ratcliffe )

Comment:
I too remember having my toncils removed, in the early 50s I would be about 5/6 yrs , along with my Older Brother John (who sadly passed away 3yrs ago)I can clearly remember Mum and Dad saying goodbye,and you two be good, and they would see us the next day. Leaving John and myself sat on a trolly, along with other children sat on their trollys, and all looking as bewildered as we were. The next thing I remember is waking up in a bed, and having this awful sore throat, I soon perked up though, when the Nurse brought toast for supper, I can't remember whether I had Jelly and Custard, or Jelly and Ice cream, whatever it was, I managed it, even with the sore throat. I still wonder why, so many Children were acompanied by their Brother or Sister, having their Toncils out at the same time. When Mum and Dad, took my Brother and me home (at the time we lived in Holbeck) we expected Jelly and Custard,and bless them they made sure we had Jelly and Custard till our throats had healed. We moved from Holbeck to the new Seacroft Estate not long after, and my younger Brother Joseph, had he's toncils removed, but I'm not sure whether his operation was at Seacroft Hospital or the Dispensary. I've visited the building lots of times since, in conection with work, when it was a Centre for People with hearing/ sights impairments, it still had that hospital feel about it.

Date:
14-Jul-2015

Email:
kateloftus7@yahoo.com

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Name:
Catherine Loftus

Comment:
re above comment I've visited the building lots of times since, when it was known as Centenary House,re work. It still had that Hospital feel about it, still an impressive building inside and out. If walls could talk, what a story it would tell.

Date:
20-Jul-2015

Email:
kateloftus7@yahoo.com

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Name:
Mike Fall

Comment:
I, too, well recall having my tonsils removed here as a five-year-old in the early 1940s, & I can still remember the wire mask & gauze & the ether(I guess) being dripped onto the gauze, & my being put "to sleep". Not long after the "jelly & custard" phase which made up for my suffering a sore throat (well almost) I was to enjoy a second visit to this hallowed institution - as described in this excerpt from my autobiographical "Lifecycles": ...it was my swinging on the school’s huge wrought-iron gate which was to pull me up with a bang. I suppose that I must have learned something of the three R’s too, but I can’t recall much about that. I can remember my worst experience on our impromptu roundabout though. One day a few of us were squeezed together and standing on the bottom bar of the gate. As you might guess, I was the one furthest from the hinges in order to get the longest ride as we slammed it shut. We had all practised this manoeuvre many times but, this time, I wasn’t paying quite as much attention as I should, and had inadvertently let my little finger slip round the edge of the gate. When it crashed shut this time, it slammed just a little more quietly - as it had crashed onto my finger. Looking down in amazement (& fear), I found that my finger nail was hanging off… then my pulped finger end started to bleed… and then I fainted. I was whisked off down Roundhay Road to the Public Dispensary – whisked, that is, as soon as the next tram came. On arriving at the centre of medical care for ‘the poor’ (there being no NHS in those days) we had to wait in a long queue before I fainted for a second time when the starched nurse pulled the rest of my nail off its bed... There is no moral to this story, but it may be of historic interest to note that queues (& waiting lists) are nothing new. However,one can't help but wonder why modern children seem to be denied the pleasure of the then universal treat of "having your tonsils out". Might it be because of the decline of the jelly & custard industry, I wonder? If you might be interested, the rest of the story can be found via this link: https://yorkshirewitandwisdom.wordpress.com/2012/02/18/chap-2-the-demon-barber-my-butterfly/2/

Date:
26-May-2019

Email:
301afford@gmail.com

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Name:
Jacko

Comment:
This building is now getting renovated into possibly flats...

Date:
26-Aug-2019

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