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Ever since, rhubarb hasn't tasted the same.

I love the flower cards as well Chulla, especially the wild flowers. They have brought to mind a collection of books titled 'Flower Fairys' by Cicely Mary Barker. I bought them for my Granddaughter one Christmas. If you click on 'Meet the fairies', and then on the individual pictures you will see many more images. Not quite cigarette cards but the wild flowers are there and your cards bought back the memory for me. https://flowerfairies.com/

Some wild flowers for the ladies.

Lovely carnie, so sweet and charming makes me wish I had a Granddaughter. Also loved the wild flower cards Chulla .

the Whitlams lived on Ewart road when I was a child I would think about 1948 Mr Whitlam used to leave the wagon on the street The last time I saw him would be mid fifties He came banging on our door shouting that the chimney was on fire at my mothers house We had coal fires then and used to block the grate with newspaper to create a draught The whole lot had gone up the chimney and set it alight I remember Jimmy and myself wore big floppy caps which would bob up and down when you walked They were compulsory wear in those days meeowed

Don't know about the venue, but Some Chicken were definitely a Nottm band.

Berlins ?

Honest, hard working player. A good example of a true professional and a role model for young players.

The Evening Post brought out a book in 1995 called "Nottingham's War" (price £5.99) which had plenty of pictures of damage to the city following the blitz of May 1941, as well as articles on life during the war and how the people of Nottingham did their bit. You might be lucky and find a copy in a charity shop.

Anyone coming on park?

The site which is now M & S Home place.

For the new Renault van Chulla, electrically heated and adjustment. Brew laughed you wouldn't want to know for his Merc. Loppy to give a clue Bestwood Park estate ex 3 bed council house about £120k to bay about £550 a month to rent.

I was talking to NBL at the meeting and he was telling me that for his car, or that of someone he knows (can't remember), a replacement wing mirror was £600. Loppy. Today's exchange rate is $1.38 to the £

Replace instead of repair ! Ridiculous. I had an intermittent rear indicator problem on my Peugeot 308S whilst on holiday several years ago. It was a loose connection which had shorted something. An old chap in a little garage re soldered it for £10, and I was ok. On returning from holiday, I went to the local Peugeot dealers to get it checked properly. As it was still under warranty, they replaced the complete rear light unit without question. When I went to collect it, the receptionist said that as it was still in warranty, that's saved me £400. Unbelievable. I only wanted a new crimp connec

Sweet little poems and pictures of fairies and their flowers, carni

Yup. They’ll just replace. They don’t know how to repair.

My interest in things mechanical started when I was about 5. I read and re-read an old highway code of me dad's (from the 30s I think). Inside were line drawings of vehicles with semaphore signals and arm waving etc. There were pictures and explanations of policemen with arms in various positions. There was a series of drawings showing a horse drawn cart from the rear depicting how the driver was to use his horse whip to signal, left right etc. One signal was; whip up in the air twirling round and round. I passed my test with Stocks in 1963. I still enjoy driving my car and I find a lot

They are absolutely charming and delightful, carni. As it happens, there will be a Bulwell Festival again this year and a booklet will be published and sold containing poems by local people. We have been invited to submit a couple of poems for which an illustrator will draw suitable and relevant images.

Try it with custard.

It was from that very John Collier shop that I bought a very nice jacket, it was about 3weeks old and I left it in a Indian restaurant in Derby on a night out. By the time I realized, ie, you can't come in this club without a jacket, I got back to the restaurant to find, yes you guessed correctly, the jacket gone. But more painful than that was the fact that the key's to my lotus elan were in the pocket. And yes, that had gone too!. I have never to this day, put a key fob on my car keys!!

Thank you, Chulla. Much more interesting (to me) than old cars. The Herb Robert is prolific round these parts and I'm not fond of it as it smells of cat wee... almost the same as blackcurrants and flowering currant bushes. I love forget-me-nots, though - one of my favourite flowers even though they spread everywhere

Affergorrit: My toolkit consisted of: 1. ELectric drill with rotary wire brush 2. hand wire brush 3. ½" chisel 4. ¼" chisel 5. Bradawl 6. Engineers ball/pein hammer 7. 3.5mm drill bit 8. Large tin of elbow grease 9. Bucketful of patience

Re #12 Firbeck, I've said this a few times, and I believe it's the only answer to police non activity. Vigilantes . Four like minded men, £100 quid each, 4 baseball bats, job done. Result..... One crippled ex thug.

Well I feel really sorry for the inmates, Yeah right ! they deserve what they get, they are in there for a reason, the tougher the better as far as I'm concerned, might make them realise next time they think of beating an old lady up or whatever it is they have done. Far too many "do gooders" out there who think they can save their souls with kindness.