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#33. Oh no he don't Cliff Ton, Batman lives at Wollaton Hall !

5hit hole for Derby

As a cyclists' in Nottingham over 50 years ago we would have a club run called the 'Holly Run'. It was always 2 sunday's before Christmas. So tomorrow would have been the day. Off we would go into the country looking for holly bushes; returning home with a bunch of holly tied to to our saddle bags. Don't suppose that it is done nowadays?

To anyone from this area it's Goat-um. That's what I've always known it as and what I've always heard locally. But to anyone from outside Notts, they always say Goth-um, as if it's the place where Batman lives.

Was always into 'science', so as a kid I made bombs, rockets, flares, kites, model aeroplanes and basic electronic stuff. Later I fooled myself that I liked car mech, but really it was simple enough stuff that I had to do because I couldn't afford to pay anybody else. Now I'm into gardening, hi-fi, music, fungi, walking and figuring out how to do 'life', while it's still an option. I was out with a mate yesterday.. from when we were DJ ing at the 360 Club 40 years ago. We love to say 'We did it and we still can'.. but we also have to accept that we're getting old. Not sure what the right

Dear Mr Fog I'm writing to you to ask if you aren't tired. For more than 15 days with 7 more to come you have been haunting us. we are getting very depressed not being able to see our gate and trying to avoid the ditches on the road when we drive. Who's in charge of this atrocious weather? Are you in cahoots with Mr Jack Frost? Why don't you step aside for a while and let Mrs Sun show her beautiful face. We feel so much better when she shines , she makes us feel happy. I know that after the next 7 days Mrs Sun will be shining and keep us happy around Christmas but please Mr Fog have pity on u

I always thought he lived next door to Roger Moore.

From the wall of Fighter Command HQ a poem by "One of the Few" who met his God a few months later.RIP.

For one lacking feeling - 'Good King One Sense Less' For one whom Carl Jung analysis failed - 'Oh Come All Ye Freudian'. One struck dumb finding everyone awake in the House of Lords - 'Silent Knight'.

Was it down at the end of lonely street Margie ?

I have never heard of that PP, but it sounds great fun. I bet you all had a great laugh. We did our own version two weeks ago by car. All around the lanes in parts of Staffs and Shropshire. Loaded up with our long "Secateurs, stopping when we found a tree where the Holly with berries was reachable. Mostly, someone had got there before us. Trying very hard not to trespass, as neither of us can run very fast anymore.

Elvis Presley Teddy Bear/Loving You on a RCA 78 Still got the record but nothing that will play it!

Always loved electronics, and dabbled a bit but never took it much further, still have my ham licence but sold my last radio last year. Always visit Anchor sales when back in Nottm. Love anything ex military. Hobbies nowadays are my two rifles and shooting, I love cycling, but I suppose my main hobby is anything sewing machines. I have a couple of Singers, older than me, and a Seiko HD upholstery machine instorage, I carry a portable Impco hd canvas machine, I make a few bits and pieces with while on the road, mostly canvas or shade cloth work for RV situations. Any craft work really, I ca

Public parks are an important resource for communities and visitors. It is many years since I visited the Arboretum and I am sorry to hear that it is not being well maintained. The posts here about keeping calm are spot on. Parks are places for relaxation and enjoyment to reduce stress levels and a good place for workers to take a lunch break. There are many people who do not have gardens and need these open spaces in cities. I recall young work colleagues talking about going home to their flats in the heat of the summer and they had nowhere to sit out. Investment in parks is money spent on co

can anyone remember Camms Coaches? When I worked at Hoveringham transport to work was provided by these, the one I caught used to pick us up from near Canning Circus and go up Carlton Road, one of the wheels came off once and it was a miracle how they ever got up the hill. We used to get sent home early when it was foggy, a message came over the tannoy telling us to go for the coach as it would be leaving shortly due to low visibility.

Here's Bobby with his faded nose.

Step one....Select your bestest bestest friend on Nottstalgia. Step two.....Send them the card picture. Step three...Ask them to print picture and fold accordingly. Step four....Voila!...and no postage.

I like Fairytale of New York. It has a good memorable tune, parts of it are clever and funny but it also has the undertone of sadness to remind us of those who are on the margins of society for a variety of reasons. Not everyone has a good Christmas. I also love O Holy Night. Again good music and this one gives me goosebumps.

God rest ye gerry mentlemen! Heard it wrong or cannot spell?

Tarzan the camponologist--------- jungle bells

'Telstar' Tornadoes, and that VERY blonde Heinz

First single was 'Summer in the City' by the Lovin' Spoonful , bought second-hand from a record stall run by a guy called Arthur, in the old Central Market. First new single (6/8d) was 'She'd rather be with me' by The Turtles, from Hindleys in Clumber Street.

Sadist - Chipmunks roasting on an open fire.

Only the Lonely - Roy Orbison

What about Bidath Bottoms, Huckna, Papperwick, Suthull or Bulwull........

Poetry in Motion -Johnny Tillotson 1960

If anyone wonders what it looked like..... Typical Ford Capri driver of the 1970s.

A little bit of silliness in view of the bad weather we've been having.

Dear Mr Fog and Mr Jack Frost. Thankyou very much for the pathetic plea I made to you the other day. Mr Jack you must have put very hot water in your hot water bottle for now the temperature has gone from minus 6 to above almost reaching 10 of course Mrs Sun has something to do with it too, with shining she has made the sky a lovely blue. You of course Mr Fog had some thoughts for us poor mortals and I hope your cold has cleared for good. Its a pleasure to go for a walk or even to look outside. Thankyou once again.

There's some really good poems on this thread and mine cannot compete with them but it's one that's stuck in my mind since I was a kid. Wouldn't it, wouldn't it Wouldn't it be funny If a cow had a wooden tit Wouldn't it be funny.

Baby Face by Little Richard, or Diana by Paul Anka. Closely followed by Oh Carol, or something by the Everly's.

Snorbans for St. Albans.

Had some good times in The Mechanics in the 60/70s. Mam and her five sisters were brought up on Vicarage St about five doors up from the pub. They all were good singers and would go to the sing-a-long pubs in and around Nottm and get up on the mike, some times "Harmonising". Mams speciality was by Gershwin, Summertime. She passed on the love of "The Blues" to all her children. Sadly, none of us inherited her wonderful voice! We used to come back to Notts in the 70s and my younger sisters would babysit, while we did a tour of the sing-a-long pubs. The uncles used to drive while Mam and the Aun

Heartbreak Hotel - Elvis. I remember playing it over and over and over again till my parents said they were fed up with hearing it...

Books. 1) On Nottingham( + maps)) have about 300 2) On British history (Mainly Georgian ) 3) Railways 4) Coal Mining 5) Trade Unions & Labour party histories 6) and odds & ends CDs Musical tastes quite eclectic Trade Union badges (mainly NUM) BEER

My mum said that when she moved to Nottingham from Yorkshire she found place names that were not pronounced as she expected. One was Gotham. She asked my dad where Celanese was. Having seen the name on a bus she thought it was a village. Dad explained it was a works bus to a factory!

Perving at Ola, mind you I've not seen her for a while since she got kicked of SCD..

Way to go,Ian.

Hope you enjoy these poems by Jean Taylor. Lots of Nottingham memories. http://jeantaylorpoems.weebly.com/poetry-index.html

I took my wife to the hospital today for a scan and to talk about her radiotherapy. They tattoo'd 3 dots on her upper body which are permanent. It's a marker for when she has her treatment and if she ever needs treatment in the future. If the scan is ok then she starts her radiotherapy at the end of December. When she booked in at the hospital she was given her special car park ticket which allows her free parking every time she goes for treatment.

OrphanAnnie. Ah yes, that would nave been "Camms Collapsables" then !

Sir Edward Watkin was a visionary and a 'mover and shaker' who exerted a major influence on rail travel in the Victorian age. Whilst he may not have been an 'engineer' per se, he was a railway man through-and-through as evidenced by his achievements (the Metropolitan Railway, the Great Central, first attempt at the Channel Tunnel etc etc). So he definitely knew about 'railway engineering'. The dismantling of our railways and the Great Central in particular was incredibly short sighted and done with indecent haste. It's true that there was a lot of 'duplication' of routes - indeed Bulwell h

Great info. As I currently live very close to that area, I pass the old Station Masters house on St Albans Rd frequently. I cringe at what we could have today if all this was still present, and had been better utilised. As usual due to old rivalries, petty jealousies and a complete lack of forward thinking, the BEST railway ever constructed in this country was desecrated after barely sixty years of existence. Forget Brunel and the GWR. This was instigated by Sir Edward Watkin, the most enlightened and positive railway engineer ever.

IF (with apologies to Rudyard Kipling) If you're from Robin Hood land, or corners far and wide, If you enjoy the local twang, then here with us abide. If you like a laff and rant, with us come and ride, Then, my dear Nottstalgian, don't you run and hide. If you long for Drury Hill, Black Boy and Vic Station, If you close your eyes they're, in your imagination. If recalling memories past, is your favourite inclination, Then Nottstalgian you're at home, with endless fascination. If your mind do wander back to, sounds of teenage da

My favorite christmas song (as im sure its the favorite of alot of people..) Is the pogues - fairy tale of new york. Me & the OH sang it on kareoke a couple of SUMMERS back in sunny spain, no idea why we sang a christmas song.. after a few drinks, it seemed like a good idea so the song holds afew good memories ..Im currently listening to a playlist of them i made on my itunes, whilest doing the housework and entertaining my 15 week old daughter

OH DON'T GET ME STARTED ON RECORDS! OK THEN... Mine was 'lay your love on me' by Racey 1978 RAK label. I still have it. Long live Vinyl, robs records, bring back arcade records. Sniffadawg

Hi, first record bought was the Weavers - dated 1960 (just looked), second was Peter, Paul and Mary - dated 1962. All time favourites the Watersons - mid sixties. The Watersons were a folk group from 'ull. Memorable songs - the north country maid, Holmfirth anthem, I am a rover and the white cockade. Coal Dust Ballads by the Ian Campbell Folk (same era) has lots of pre-war pit songs and music. Whilst an EFDSS (English folk dance and song society) record includes a Jack Armstrong who started performing in pubs in 1926. Once heard Ewan McColl singing in the backroom of a pub in Nottingham,