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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

Sounds like me..... Large, derelict, but the lights are still on !

#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

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 scie

Told you afore Jill,you just a 'whippersnapper'...........anyway aint got time for Yoga,......what with me Gym workouts and 5-aside football............lol.

Walking in these surroundings gives me a lift every morning especially if the weather is good

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.

Whoever invented that whistling message alert or anybody who's got it on there phone needs stabbing to death with a blunt knife.

Might be a few tomorrow when they play Arsenil.

Now, that is funny. I bet they had the best rhubarb on the estate.

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!

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.

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 call

On Daleside Road near the junction with Manvers Street.

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 alway

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 sh

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.

Makes money laundering easier. I hope it's non-iron!

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

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

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 ver

Thought some of the bus/coach fans might like to see my small model collection of mainly Notts coaches and buses Rog

Here's one you might know, Fly. Taken last weekend. In Muker, Swaledale.

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

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.

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!

The name 'terry reid' is very familiar, who was he?