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My parents both worked full-time, Mum went out to work when I was 12 and my brother was 7. They worked to give us a nice home, good wholesome food on the table and a holiday every year at the seaside. Dad was 2 years older than Mum and when she retired at 60 she wanted his company at home and persuaded him to take early retirement from the Gun Factory. He finished work when he was 63 and they would go out to National Trust properties, went swimming a couple of times a week and had 2 or 3 holidays in Europe, which was lovely as Mum had never flown before. They were enjoying their retirement,

TBI I think the same as you about retirement.... I don't even think of myself as an OAP - I'm still the same person as I ever was; I just don't have any paid work. I never have time to be bored as we are busy with church work and toddler groups, looking after grandchildren for part of the week, gardening when it's fine, reading when I have any spare time (not often at the moment) visiting friends and sometimes having a nap after lunch! Although I don't have to go to work, I still don't get housework done as often I should - there's a pile of ironing glaring at me right now.... but t

I’ve recently been reminded that it’s nearly 25 years since we retired (a bit early in my case) and were faced with the usual problem of what to do in the empty days & evenings ahead to maintain a degree of fitness, both physical & mental! Basford Hall Further Education provided the first answer, Dance lessons, Sequence dancing as it turned out and very social as we tried various groups to practice what we had learned. At one group the couple usually behind us in the sequence circle were missing one week and a friendly enquiry “Did you enjoy your holiday”? gave the unexpected answer

I suppose we all have different circumstances and different motivations. I took early retirement at 47 after a pretty nasty heart attack. I don't think I really wanted to retire but my then line manager seemed incapable of grasping quite how much of an effect a thing like that has on you. I had three months off recovering and as soon as I got back to work he wanted to change my case load and also pile a load of other stuff on me before I'd even got my feet under my desk. The worst was when I was asked to sit in on a pretty high powered meeting of some joint body set up between Ca

No Vet required Gem.. just like wet leather. 'Allow to dry naturally'.. However.. on the topic of the ancient Boowull tradition of 'Involuntary Taking Of The Waters'. I remember once just slipping off the steps close to the footbridge so that I was ankle deep in water. Both feet. We were on our way to my Uncle Cecil Chambers' Grocery shop which was more or less opposite the old ( and closed) Black Horse pub on Coventry Rd, close to Hempshill Lane. I was probably about 7 or 8 and with my Mum. I can't recall why we were so close to the river, but Mum was usually happy

Well I retired six and a half years ago, and have never been so busy. I look back and wonder how on earth I found time to go to work. After 49 years hard work, I don't miss it as I gave my all for those 49 years, and think that I thoroughly deserve some ME time.

When I was in the world of work, my job had a much responsibility and the hours I worked were long, despite being a highly capable time manager. I am still very good at managing my time and don't expand my tasks to fit time. In fact, time is still at a premium. I am now able to pursue interests and travel that were more limited during my working life. I also have carer responsibilities for my mother who is 94, as well as assisting others. No boredom for me, thank goodness. Time to do as we want is the most precious thing we have, how can it be be boring?

Lovely post Margie,I don't think it's the boredom that bothers me It's thinking I am no longer wanted or rather my experience and knowledge are no longer required by an employer,as I said in my other post,see how things pan out,I might feel completely different when that time does actually arrive,I suppose in a way it's the fear of the unknown,but whatever happens I will make the most of it Rog

I thought Imps were great - but I would say that, wouldn't I?

Sunday's on the old 55 bus route where always busy in summer due to the masses bussing in from Broxtowe, Aspleh & Bilborough ! Mind you, it saved their mothers having to bath em for school ready for Monday !!

This should jog a few memories & stories Bulwell Lido taken late 90s

Oh dear Banjo, I'm so sorry you are still struggling with your graft but, as the doctors say, it WILL get better. Also, you (and your wife!) will get used to what it looks like. After all, It was a necessary op and better than the alternative of doing nothing!! As you say, at least the severe pain has subsided, so that's a positive. Keep us all informed of your progress and keep that sense of humour....

Dear Blondie, My name is Lynn David Rowlands and I was also a student at the Nottingham Technical School for the Textile Trades. Although you attended the school after my time was over, I do remember Some of the members of staff you mentioned, who were at the school during my time . Although I did not do particularly well scholastically at school, I seemed to have shown some promise in the field of ladies wear design and Miss Winfield arranged for me to join a special class for fashion design and, Although upon leaving school, I did not use it, after my National Service, I atte

Dog wasn't stupid Gem. Just continuing an ancient tradition observed by many a Boowullian.. myself included... Col

Chulla, We visited Bulwell last year sat by the river it was a nice day then a stroll around market area. Then the stupid dog fell in the river. Gem

Ayup all, Well I see the powers that be have successfully removed more of our heritage, Yes they've filled the Lido in and built houses on the site. The kids say they vandalise things, bus shelters, shop windows, etc because "There's nowt to do" The council say there's "No money in the pot to provide recreational facilities for youngsters" They Bl@@dy well found some money to do away with a recreational facility. How much did they get for that bit of real estate? If anyone is guilty of Anti Social Behaviour it's the clowns in that house at the end of the Market Square. What next- Convert the

Back home, ‘Home brewed wines & beers’ was the hobby and we were soon persuaded to have the demijohns bubbling away on the kitchen worktop, ‘experts’ were on hand to correct early mistakes so that within a year or so we were able to hold our own in annual competitions at other circles where we took our entries in on a Saturday morning, had them judged during the afternoon & then returned in the evening for the results at a very pleasant social dance. Even better, of course, was to be placed in the top 4 and get a ‘mention’ or th

Spot on NBL..............my sentiments exactly................. Most of my work is on a self employed basis

I am lucky, being self employed I can make choices others can't. When I got to 65 I was able to say right no more Mondays at work. Now I am 70 I do the paper work or if one of the lads needs my old head I'm available but I never get my hands dirty. I do just enough to keep oversight. Also at anytime I can say the wife and I are off for a day, or a week, or a month so really its the best of both worlds. Work when you want, play when you want.

Theres a bigger age gap than that with me.........and she loves me still working at 72.........some take to retirement, some like me don't,...........its an individual thing.........I only do jobs i enjoy, and love what i do,.........and i'll keep doing it while the good Lord allows,makes me feel alive and keeps the Brain and other parts active......don't get me wrong,still see lots of old mates who enjoy their retirement........just not for me...............

I have no idea how to put links on here but try looking on YouTube for 'Peter Kay John Smiths advert - Sex Education' He tells it like it is, in 30 seconds ...........

We didn't have sex Ed at school. What females looked like wasn't much of a mystery to me with two younger sisters. Imagine my surprise therefore when friends showed me a copy of 'Health & Efficiency', girls bits disappeared when they grew up! It was common knowledge in the playground that a baby grew in your mams tummy but opinion was split 50/50 how it got out. Some said that was what the belly button is for and some were sure it was an operation, that's why your mam went to hospital. The knowledge of how it got in there came along quite a bit after.

Brew, surely life isn't just 'getting things done'? Wasn't the chat with your ex colleague in the supermarket possibly just as important as buying the light bulbs quickly? Sorry, just my opinion, but perhaps it's a case of me being too laid back .......? You're definitely right about things taking longer to do as you get older, though!

I have friends who like me are retired and claim there are not enough hours in the day. Fine, good for them, until you look a little closer. What takes me and hour is taking them most of a morning. In other words they have slowed down so much that to achieve what most people do they need twice as long. Met an ex colleague in the supermarket, I needed a couple of light bulbs, he went for bread and milk. I tagged along chatting, as you do, but we are now trolling up and down every damn aisle in the place - why? All told we were forty minutes before we went through the check out. I could hav

Not quite so. Bodywork & trim were much different & tech specs slightly. The Chamois & Stilletto & Sport cost much more than the Imp.

#6 Retirement can't be as bad as secondary school, Rog. Nothing could be as bad as the Manning!

That just about sums it up Brew,I had planned on staying at work after the dreaded 65 years but recent events might change that idea,I think a part time job and maybe new hobby could be an acceptable solution,when I think about it though I get the same feelings as I did when I was about to start secondary school,a little bit exciting but a lot of fear of the unknown,we'll have to see how things pan out over the next week or so Rog

I know exactly how you feel. I hated the thought of retirement, one day you're a working man and the next you're an OAP. Retirement is the single most boring existence you can think of. The age thing came just right for me, I refused to retire at sixty five but at sixty seven voluntary redundancy was on the table and they made me an offer I simply could not refuse other wise I'd still be there. Try fishing they said - nope I think it's cruel. Try Gardening - Can't stand it. Go walking - are you kidding me? Golf - now you are definitely having a laugh. Tried a gym, oh dear.

Was in Notts the other day and noticed that one of our pubs not closing down was the Turf Tavern it seems that it's had a transformation and is now called The Hop Merchant. Try saying that when you've had a few.

Just checked them Stiletto's out,nice looking motor for the day,I suppose they suffered the same problems as the Imp,thanks Mick Rog

Singer made a similar model called the Chamois,same as the imp but with a sloping roof to the rear Rog

I attended Farnborough on the first day it opened and Fairham on its first day. I left in 1960 though so not there at the time you're talking about. I was in Kenyon house. A few of the teachers names: Doc Chapman - French Mr Burns - aka six foot of misery - Maths Sid Bolton - PE Mr Wallace - English Mr Dawkins - RE Hinds rings a bell but don't know his subject Thom - Head Teacher We had a geography teacher I think was called Bradshaw. Absolutely potty about Canada. In all the time I was there we never discussed any other nation that I can recall.

I know lots of people on here think Facebook is the work of the devil, but for those on it take a look at NottsMan. His taste in music certainly doesn't match mine but he searches out some cracking pics & videos. This one's Lost Pubs.

After she'd taken it off, ooer I've come over all peculiar just thinking about it, lol..

Another memory of the Textile School.....well almost......Sometime in the 1990s I had a project at an Elderly Persons Home off Woodborough Road. As part of that project I had to give a presentation the the Management Committee on the scope of the work. I had been warned that one member of the Committee was an extremely 'picky' elderly resident and to treat her with care if I wanted a quiet life. As I entered the Committee Room I saw the lady in question who pointed a bony finger at me and said 'I remember you young Harrison'.....it was Miss Norris herself, still a very formidable lady. The job

Banjo, I can only echo Margie's sentiments. Hope it all comes right soon. Col

Imps, Incredible room by loading through the tailgate hatch and the rear seats folded flat. Adjusting the valve clearances with the .001 thou graduated shims between the top hat and the valves was an absolute pain in the arris. The linkage between the gear lever and the gear box needed tightening regularly else the gear lever became more like a pudding stirrer than a gear lever. Had one for 10 years in OZ only had to replace one head gasket, an overheating problem due to a bearing failure on the fan. When I sold it, it still had the bag of cement in the boot at the front.

So I got appointment dates today for a 24 hour Cardiac Monitor thingy and a follow up appointment wiith the Cardiologist. They want more of my blood too. Jeez!! Do they think I've got an unlimited supply? I feel like a bit of a fraud because I haven't had the worrying symptoms for a coulpe of weeks.. apart from struggling with hills. S'pose it's best to get checked out though. I think the last time was about ten years ago after a wobble and a couple of small strokes. Probably just got 'Old Git Syndrome' Col

Hope your immersion wasnt followed by visit to the vet.

I also add, make a complaint to FB if someone uses your photos, tell them they are using copyright protected material without permission, eventually FB will remove the offender to protect themselves from a copyright court case.

If you have photo editing software, slap Copyright and your name across your photos to stop people copying them.

Colonel Pat was also a bit of a lad and looked after his own. Back in 1971 a few months into my service with the SRY I had to attend a tax tribunal, I had been sent a bill for over £700 which I knew I didn't owe, a couple of hundred yes but not that much. Come the day I got myself all dressed up, suit, regimental tie etc clasping my little box of paper work of I went. Eventually I stood before the bench and gave my version of events, after some discussion with his colleagues the chairman turned to me and said "I think you owe £76 would you agree to that." Agree I nearly

I thought I would share with you my news. today I am packing a few things to go on a 5 day break and I will not recieve a bill for it . I will be staying in an historic building with acres of grounds, it is full board with drinks included, to satisfy all of my needs all I have to do is press a buzzer and someone will attend to those needs. After the first day I will have a personal trainer twice a day to show me exercises and they will monitor me to ensure I can do them correctly , once I can do those they will give me more exercises to benefit me. Before you think I have put this on t

Following on from my previous posting on the Textile School, I remembered that of all the Teachers the two who were the most difficult to please were Miss Wenn..who seemed to hate all students of the male gender and Mr Rippon who once told me that I would be lucky to get a job as a dustbinman. On the final day before leaving Mr Rippon instructed us to rub down the rust spots on his old car and make good the paintwork using paint that was in his boot. Being good pupils we did as we were told except that when we opened the boot we found a can of black paint and a can of white paint (the car was