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    Talking of Aspleh did I tell you the one about the Skegness donkey. It goes like this, back in the mid 70s the whole of Broxtowe and Aspleh were having central heating fitted, I worked for Servotomic who were contracted to the council to complete the installations. We were all working on a price and my number one a guy called Cyril insisted on one a day. That 4 radiators, new boiler and new cylinder hence no time to hang about. One day George Conner and his mate were working across the road from us and we noticed other teams going in to the premises and coming out bent double with laughter, I yelled out the bedroom window to ask what was going on but no one would tell, saying "go take a look" About 4 o/clock we had finished our days work and went over for a look see, arriving we were pointed to the kitchen, in that type of house the bathroom was off the kitchen with the WC outside across a passage. We went in and found, the bathroom door had been cut in half horizontally............hay in the bath.............wash hand basin used as a water trough and a......... bloody Skegness donkey residing in the bathroom. We were told it was on its winter holidays, how true that is I don't know but I hadn't laughed so much in years.
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    Sounds like me..... Large, derelict, but the lights are still on !
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    #55 You are making a very important point about having a properly managed comprehensive system DJ360. With the current academy system and competition between schools to "drive up standards" children who change school during year 11 or who have a long period of absence can find it difficult to be accepted at an academy. Headteachers refuse to admit them because it will lower their results statistics if the child does not do well in the exams. Local authorities then end up finding home tutors. This is tragic. The children need to be in school interacting with classmates and teachers. There is more to education than cramming heads with facts to pass exams and wearing expensive blazers.
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    A very interesting thread! My great grandmother passed the exam for the grammar school and it was only a short walk from where the family lived. Her dad was an agricultural labourer and so could not afford to let her go. My mum often talked about her grandmother telling me about a lively, happy, hard working and much loved lady. Happiness counts most of all. When I passed the 11+ exam to go to BGS my grandfather paid for my uniform. I enjoyed my time at BGS with great friends, some good teachers (not all!) and great science and maths lessons. I chose options for the 4th year: 3 sciences and geography. Dr Peake came into a lesson and asked to speak to me, in front of the class. "Your options Shirley, are they really what you want to do?" My answer "Yes sir, geography will fit very well with 3 sciences". I knew he was actually questioning the sciences as most girls did not do 3. He went away and I got my choice! I also had to dig my heels in and insist on doing A level Physics when Mr Yarnell said I would never pass. I passed and when I teach physics I think "Mr Yarnell: gotya!" They wanted all of us to apply for teacher training. The week they made us do in a junior school put me off teaching so I refused and did my own applications to Polytechnics in addition to the UCAS forms. I got a place at Cardiff University but turned it down because my interview at a Polytechnic went so well I took the place there. The guy who interviewed me was interested in what I wanted from them and what my ambitions were. I never told Mr Williams about the place at Cardiff. He would have tried to talk me into going there (snob value) and I decided that it was none of his business. My time at the Polytechnic was brilliant. Happiness comes first. Reading through this post it sounds very anti-establishment! My dad did a great job teaching me to question things, argue and think for myself. All credit to him!
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    Told you afore Jill,you just a 'whippersnapper'...........anyway aint got time for Yoga,......what with me Gym workouts and 5-aside football............lol.
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    Walking in these surroundings gives me a lift every morning especially if the weather is good
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    I remember Wendy and Alan Green. Also the Towlson kids from the sweet shop to the right of the Capitol. Hilary and Peter I reckon. The beer off with Simon, the gay assistant. The builders merchant up the back of the yard, but I can't remember the name.
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    Whoever invented that whistling message alert or anybody who's got it on there phone needs stabbing to death with a blunt knife.
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    Might be a few tomorrow when they play Arsenil.
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    Now, that is funny. I bet they had the best rhubarb on the estate.
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    I never realized there would be so many of 'em still around, Col. I tend to forget those who have collected and lovingly preserved them. By the time my record buying days came around 45s were really moving into the pop scene, although one of the first records I bought was a Lonnie Donegan number recorded on a PYE vinyl 78!
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    Chulla #33: The School certificate, introduced in 1918 was superseded by the GCE O level in 1951. The CSE syllabus was introduced in 1963 for the first examination in 1965.
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    Certainly lots to chew on in this thread. Some mention of 'career advice'. I think the situation was pretty uneven across the country and as far as I can recall Nottm, didn't take up the 'permissive powers' to start their own service within the Education Dept until the 'permission' became an obligation for all LEAs in 1972. I covered much of this stuff at length in another thread called, I think 'What Jobs Have We Done?' I can say 'hand on heart' that in 30 years as a careers adviser from 1985, I never treated a singly young person the way some here and I myself were treated by so called 'careers teachers/advisers' way back. O and A levels were introduced in 1951, replacing the School Certificate/Higher School Certificate. I sat seven, having dropped History and passed all but Maths. I missed something very early on regarding Maths and never caught up, though my general numeracy is fine. I didn't go to uni for another 15 or so years but like someone above (Shirley?) I refused a place at Liverpool Uni and went to Manchester Poly. I was chuffed to be offered a place at HP and I enjoyed most of my time there. I 'bought into' the history and 'status' of the school. I wasn't a brilliant student and it all rather fell apart in the last year due to home issues, but I got six O levels. Of course, chasing my dream of being a famous scientist but with lousy maths was never going to work. A decent careers adviser might have convinced me it was worth looking at my languages and cobbling together a decent set of non science A levels. English, French and 'summat else'. maybe. I'd probably have resisted, but in retrospect it would have been nice to be asked. Not wishing to start a 'political' debate, but I reckon the current push for more grammar schools is a very different animal to the old days. Present grammar schools do their own selection. Back in my day the selection was done by the 11+. It was a very flawed system, but at least the flaws were applied to everyone. They aren't under the current model. I would now much prefer to see the comprehensive system properly managed and funded so that everyone is educated the same way but everyone also has the chance to shine in their own way. This is what I've witnessed in good comprehensives for 30 years. Col
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    On Daleside Road near the junction with Manvers Street.
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    I had a great time at Mundella GS, the social side was fantastic but I didn't do too well academically. No-one actually seemed to care, when I look back, it certainly wasn't a challenging or nurturing environment. No feeling for me, of being in a place of excellence. I left after A Levels and went into work. Don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming anyone, like FLY, I always believed it was a great start in life. I was successful in my career and managed to get a BSc later on from the OU. My wife went to a Secondary and left at the age of fifteen. Despite being very bright, she's always bitterly resented the lack of education she received from disinterested teachers and the fact that, the girls at least, were regarded as factory-fodder. She refused the advice of a factory job from the 'careers teacher' and went on to hold positions of authority. In contrast, my two sons also went to the local Secondary and then on to University. Perhaps the fact the school was Ofsted rated Outstanding had some bearing. Much of it seems to be down to luck and it's a shame when kids with talent are let down by a lousy system, both then and now. At the end of the day though, it does come down to the individual. Those with the will to succeed will often prevail against the odds.
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    I left sec modern at 15. Walked into an apprenticeship at 16. Never looked back. With regards to schools. My late wife was at the Nottingham High School for Girls. When I met her she was 17. I think her dad paid for her to attend, no scholarship. She had passed 11+. Never really did figure out what she saw in a scruffy apprentice electrician. She got 8 O levels and a couple of A levels and was all set for teachers training college in Coventry. She decided to forgo that to be with me. Her dad said that was up to her but he wanted her to get some qualification so she could live if I croaked. She went to Clarendon College and did secretarial. Later she said she was glad she never became a teacher. She Enjoyed being an executive secretary in Calgary. (He was a wise dad. No wonder I liked him) I was glad she made that choice, although I would never have tried to talk her out of going to Coventry if she'd wanted to. I just didn't know how I'd ever see her. I had no car and no money to buy one. I figured that might have been the end of the romance. Aaah! Young love eh? Coventry seemed a long way from Nottingham in those days. (1963) I wondered if any of you ladies on here ever went to NGHS. Headmistress then was Miss Milford. Janet might have even known some of you.
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    Ive got plastic cards wife said only use in emergency...........but soon i'll have lots of that Euro stuff which ive earned over the last few weeks and i'm allowed to be in charge of when on holiday (the only time) and i'll give her a proper 60s wooing.........she's such a lucky gel and i'm sure she will appreciate it...........billy Fury eat ya heart out............lol.
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    Makes money laundering easier. I hope it's non-iron!
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    Thanks compo,these are great,must pay a visit there myself next time I'm over there Rog
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    Palace Theatre! Excellent! I was definitely a regular visitor to Bulwell as a small child and will have seen the Palace. I was 6 in 1955. Dunno where I got 'union' from! Wondering now about the old 'Woollies' opposite the Bogs. Also a theatre I think. Anyone know what it was called? Col
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    Palace Cinema , Main Street, Bulwell c1940/50sThe Palace Cinema closed in 1955 and became a Co-Op then became Wilkinsons and now it is a Wetherspoons Pub
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    Going back to the 'Co-op' . It was definitely in the same building that is now the William Peveril, up to at least late 60s.. Maybe a bit longer, but as I effectively left about 1970 I can't be sure. I also have a vague and fuzzy memory of the building from when it may have still been a cinema. I vaguely recall a vertical blue neon type sign and for some reason the word 'Union', but that could be pure memory trick. If I'm not mistaken, the old Woollies was also a former theatre and I recall my old mate Melvin Starkey telling me that his dad took him to shows there when he was very small (That would be early 1950s) When I was last in the William Peveril a few months back (In the excellent company of Bejamin.. ) I was looking at the shape of the place. It has a classic theatre/cinema shape. And if you look at the ceiling above the front of the building it is low, as if there is a 'mezzanine' type floor up there (Is that the right word?) I don't know if they still access or use that space, but it is exactly where the upstairs 'Cafe' used to be when it was the Co-op. My Mum and late Sister used to go there every Saturday morning for the bulk of the week's shop and would also call into Hardy's Bakery for one of their excellent loaves, still warm.. I went in occasionally too. Cup of 'frothy coffee' and a rather anaemic looking sausage roll. What always struck me back then was that if you looked straight out of the upstairs windows you could see along Montague Street and over the whole 'Cantrell Rd area to the tall 'sand hopper' that used to be part of the sand quarry which was right next to Rigley's Wagon works a couple of miles away. Col
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    Thought some of the bus/coach fans might like to see my small model collection of mainly Notts coaches and buses Rog
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    Here's one you might know, Fly. Taken last weekend. In Muker, Swaledale.
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    Dave, that is so touching and you are such a loving caring man. I admire you for what you did for your girlfriend's mother and I have no doubt at all that she appreciated you both. She was evidently still relatively young when she started having strokes which is such a great shame. My father, on the other hand, was in his 92nd year and was ready to go and join my dear Mum who died of cancer 25 years ago. Dad was a very talented sportsman in his youth but when he retired from football and cricket he devoted all his time to Mum and us kids. When she was cruelly taken at age 64 and he was only 66 we didn't expect him to be able to live without her for long. He was fiercely independent but physically he was in a bad way, probably due to the sport he played in his younger days. He managed to stay in his own home right to the end, with the help of Zimmer frame, stairlift, etc. etc. but he was getting dementia too. We moved to Nottingham 9 years ago to take care of him and I visited him every day. He refused to have carers in the house, just me. It was very stressful and exhausting, particularly as he couldn't remember half the time that I'd been there. He had falls which sometimes caused cuts on his head, arms ......... Then the fall he had 3 weeks ago required him to be admitted to hospital. They couldn't have done more for him, he was treated so well and with dignity. The funeral was today and we gave him a really good send-off, he would have been proud of himself if he'd been able to listen to the eulogies given by my brother and my two sons! I'll have to get myself a hobby now, with all this extra time I'll have on my hands (once we've sorted his house out of course). Still, you lose one and you gain one ........ Our first grandchild is due in 4 days time!
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    I'm not much of a film buff but over the past few years have always read his restaurant column in the Sunday Times. I've really missed him these past few weeks but in the last column he wrote he did look very poorly. RIP Michael Winner, Sundays will never be the same in our house.
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    Few people had cars on our road in those days and in the winter, especially 1963 us kids would sledge down the middle of the road (steep hill). There was a miserable neighbour with a car who would throw ash across the road so we would come to a grinding halt. My Dad still lives in the same house and even these past few days have been really dodgy on that road so I can understand why that man tried to stop us making the road even more treacherous! Brilliant times though and my Dad made us a sledge from a Blue Peter plan!
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    The name 'terry reid' is very familiar, who was he?
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