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I have noticed from reading on this excellent site a vast amount of members do not now live in Notts, As I don't , I know why I left but why so many others? who apparently love Nottingham. Maybe our memories are more flowery than the reality of living in Nottingham? I will share my reason for being a part time Nottingham resident, I now live in the sun(that's a clue) but from when I was younger I do find people have changed their values, I find funny the phonetic speak of Nottingham born and bred funny, such as ayup me duck It is very rarely used anymore especially by the younger generation

As an Ex pat. of some 45 years and now officially a "geezer" (just turned 68) maybe I could offer a few thoughts. This might get long, please bear with me. Please forgive in advance any comments that could be construed as negative or an attack. I still remember Nottingham with fondness and respect and appreciate the members of Nottstalgia. I was born in Mansfield just before the end of WW2. Grew up in Netherfield. We were certainly not wealthy but my dad provided enough for us to live on. There was next to no theft of any kind. Most of us didn't have anything worth pinching! There was pr

When I was an apprentice in the mid 60's one of my fellow apprentices shocked everyone by resigning to go and work at the Palais, his name was Mick Knight and eventually became the manager ! We used to go to "grab a granny night" on Thursday nights and a nod to Mick always got my mate and I in for free. Colemans was our first outing at the gentle age of 15-16 to actually mix and dance (if you were brave enough) with the opposite sex, I never was, so we used to do the circuit around and around, checking out the talent and dreaming ! One of my mates actually hit it off with a young lady and d

I used to go to Hanford & Richards mid forties early fifties. Frank Hanford used to run it but Dorothy Richards I never saw. Also used to got to Roy & Mary Knight's on Cranbrook St. My wife and I with friends used to go to Enid Colman's. dances at the Clinton Rooms on Thurland St.,.Saturday evenings were O.K but Wednesday nights were known as grab a Granny night. We used to go to most of the Nottingham ballrooms,The Palais, The Queens , The Elizabethan Rooms, The Sherwood Rooms Etc. I worked at The Sherwood Rooms part time for a while, firstly as a Bingo checker then as a ballroom assi

I learnt that when they were building the Nottingham Suburban Railway they used narrow a gauge railway to dispose of the waste material as they went along. Apparently this little light railway up in Edwinstowe, which I had never heard of, has a couple of small engines which are close facsimiles of the engines that would have been used on the NSR. Sherwood Forest Railway

We could have a badge struck, "I'm in the Pudding Club"

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as i said my dad was a miner so it was very rear we ran out of coal and if the weather was realy bad or you were ill we had fires in the bedrooms too dad whould take a bucket of coall up then he would take a shuvel of hot cindersup to put in the small fire places upstairsad small pieces of coal from the bucket and have a good fire going in no time. carnt ever remember not having a fire in the back room stoveday or night except when the chimney sweep came two or mayby three times a year. and even then he was not allowed to come till the afternoon so mum could do some cooking in the morning an

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I too remember the Skeggy children,s home. My brother Alan, and myself went twice. About '64 & '65. Personally, I loved it there. Apart from the liquidised carbolic soap that was used as shampoo. That REALLY stung the eyes. During the first visit, I took part in a 'shadow play'. (A back lit sheet) I was supposedly a patient having an operation. During which, strange objects were removed from my stomach, to comic effect. At one point I was to wake from the anesthetic and be clonked over the head with a wooden mallet. To ensure I was not hurt, I had to wear an old tin, 'Air Raid Warden,s'

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Now I have the hang of posting pics , thought I would share this one with you . It was probably late 50s or very early 60s . It's my mum pushing a barrow up Marshall Hill Drive , Mapperley . She is going to fetch the coal that the coalman left at the top of the hill . This is the bottom end of Marshall Hill Drive that goes down a steep slope to the Valley Road estate and was in this state every winter until it finally got made up . Coalmen wouldn't drive down as they were unlikely to get out again . Actually we used to play in the mud ! Didn't need a lot of toys , used to make some great da

Quote from Angie Bowie - There’s nothing about the sound that’s new, either. The subject matter is tired – it’s a nostalgic look back to the last time he was at the forefront of pop music. It is from an article in DM - http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2276337/David-Bowie-Ex-wifes-deeply-personal-critique-star-NOT-want-read.html I agree with her - I have all Bowies old stuff but would not even consider a free download of this song. All of us on here have lots of nostalgic look backs but this is not a good one.

I recall Mr Parkin, very good teacher who imparted knowledge without threats! Lets see, Joe Spungin, geography, history, Mr Ward took us for science, he set me up on my road to wanying to be a ham. Mr Jewit headmaster. I'll add some more names when I recall them.