After my great-grandfather’s death in November 1876, it seems that there was little reason for his widow and infant son to remain in Sheffield. Within two years, they had left town and, to my knowledge, they would never return.
I’d always wondered what had happened to Shepherd Street and its surrounding area in the 10 years since I’d first visited. And thanks to the wonders of Google Maps and Street View, I did not have to make a trip to Sheffield to find out.
From my desktop several thousand kilometres away, it seems that the area has deteriorated further and some businesses have closed their doors. If it had all looked rather dreary in 2003, then it is even more so now.
However, there is a ray of sunshine on the horizon.
My earlier hunch about the area being ripe for urban renewal has proved correct. Plans are afoot to redevelop it for a range of mixed uses: see here.
Like all such projects, time frames are long and change will be achieved incrementally, the final outcome probably taking longer to materialise than would have been originally anticipated. But when complete, I’m sure that it will look great and be home to a vibrant community.
Perhaps as it may have been over a hundred years ago.
But that story is for someone else to narrate.