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So could I DJ360. I’ve run out of things to wash and dry outside, being a mean bu99er I don’t like using the tumble-drier. If my husband stands still for too long I’ll shove him in the washing machine. I have a problem though that psychologically I feel I’m on holiday when the temperature soars and I don’t want to do the normal day-to-day chores. It’s wrong (and unfair) to go off walking with the dog so I’ll just have to stay in holiday mode and sit in the garden with a ‘small’ glass of Pinot Grigio. This long hot spell has brought back memories of 1976, I was very pregnant at the tim

On a family holiday in Brittany some years ago at a restaurant, I ordered in French four salads nicoise. The patron had the temerity to corrected my pronunciation. I told him we'd come for lunch, not a bloody French lesson. I marched the family out, much to their embarrassment. They hate dining out with me for fear of what I might say!

In the doghouse today! I went out shopping. Mrs. L was out weeding a flower border. I locked the doors and drove out of the garage. Well, I always do that. . Got a frantic phone call half hour later while I was filling up the car. "You've locked me out!!!" I didn't do it on purpose, honest! I'm just gerrin' ode. I lost the car at Walmart. Then I remembered I wasn't driving my car! Feeling of panic when you think your car's been pinched. Oh well! Just not my day. Lol.

They are around Compo, this photo was taken near Mansfield by Rob Davison in June

Most of you will have a school photograph, taken by 'H Tempest Ltd'. Reputed to be the most successful and largest schools' photographers in the country. Although they had offices/photographers all over the country, head office was the Mundella Works, next to Mundella school and employed well over 100 staff. They also had a small satellite processing unit at Radcliffe-on-Trent I seem to remember. Dad started working for Horace Tempest May 1946 and was there until he retired. (He would have been 105 today, bless him.) They also did Industrial and Aerial photography as Horace

As the only English speaker in the household, I have to give way, out of politeness, if nothing else. Even the dogs have problems understanding English. One reason I joined Nottsalgia was to revive my knowledge of my native tongue and, particularly, my dialect. This has been done magnificently, so thanks, everyone! Like nonnaB, I do have problems with certain words - quite a few, actually. I haven't a clue what the French for an upright post is, either. I know I can look it up but it ain't that urgent in the great scheme of things

Bit of a accidental 'meet-up' in Wethers Bulwell this morning,,the lady with the 'shaky head' the bloke with 'Shaky hands' and head,and myself were having a bit of a shake and smoke together.......when out comes a bloke carrying a Pint,but shaking it all over,, i called him over and said ''join the club mate''..........he did and we all had a good laugh at ourselves,, lol

......and spoon means to kiss and cuddle. Kissing and cuddling a castrated lamb, suitably translated, could be the Welsh Wetherspoons!

Today was Mums official birthday so we went to a hotel in Durham who do an authentic victorian high tea. It was something special with fruit cake covered with candied fruits huge fruit scones and lots of small cakes and sandwiches, a huge candelabra in the middle of the table with tea urn on the side. It was a ladies day only, my youngest grandaughter was missing so a video was sent to her. Each year it seems to get harder to find something different maybe next year when she will be 102 she might just want to stay home.

Great news from Thailand, the two Brit divers have found the kids and their coach and all are alive. Now they just have to get them out and that will be a job and a half..........

But look at the antics you've packed in to such a small area!

Now now chaps, no talk of fighting on this 'Trremor' site,, cos funny thing is when i clench me fist there is no shake whatsoever...........lol

Hotter the better !

Another day.. another scorcher... I could get used to this...

At midday today it will be half past 2018. Bl**dy hell where did that go?

love the Silver Cross pram in Pearson's window and is the car an Hilman? or Wosley?

Eurovision song contest ? Another good reason for BREXIT !!

It must be the 'eat that does it. Is that right, Ben? Lol.

Would it be rude to ask if you were the Daddy ?

One of the few I’ve not walked out of. When you serve perfection I would not dream of insulting you.

Loppy thats happened to me just lately to get locked out. The new door we have cannot be opened from outside without a key so we have to block it if we are out for a few more minutes. I risked it the other day as I sometimes do but this time there was a slight breeze and....click! Fortunately my daughter was in ( her house) so I borrowed her key. It also happened that I thought someone had pinched my car. Market day and I took my grandson ,at the time only 4. I had a few bags to carry plus holding his hand. Went to where I'd parked , no car. Thought I'd got the wrong lane , still no car s

You'd better offer her your very best bone as an olive branch, Loppy!

Another great Photo Trogg........reckon 1930s,, the Railway line that passes Bulwell Hall going north then leads straight to where i live now,, made me realise from Birth at the bottom of the pic. to the top where i am now..........did'nt really go far did i,,...........

Here is another of Bulwell Common for you Ben, this one is a lot earlier than the previous one so you wont remember it like this, At the bottom left is the bridge linking Hucknall road and St Albans Road then the common and the vast expanses of Bulwell and Bulwell Hall Estate in the back, also the fields where Bestwood Estate was built, what stands out is the railway lines that shaped the area. The common does not look that big , but as young kids it took a while to walk from one end to the other, maybe we were enjoying ourselves too much.

Like you say mate fists equal maybe a black eye or a lost tooth, then shake hands and a pint.

Your English is much better than my schoolboy French jonab !

Having to look up words in another language is normal. Today was talking to the men that have installed the new gate, saying how we were going to replace the wall or fence as at the moment everywhere is open. The wall was taken down to allow access to all and sundry who have been working here. The wall has to be replaced but as the posts were damaged they were put under for rubble. The builder said oh they sell them at......... they dont so if we have to replace the whole wall he will have to accept responsibility. As before whilst telling the men about this episode I couldnt for t

Keep being drawn back to Troggs photo,,can now make out the tennis courts and cicket square where i played so many times, and the larger area where we played football, So many old pals names come back to me,, thanks Trogg,great stuff,

Had to look this up - not a word I use every day (or even ever). The French word for castrated is châtré.

Got it now,, 1951 could have been on that Photo,, can just make out the old Pavilion i mentioned in 'Uncle John's scrapbook'' long gone now,,

I was there Ian, standing in my usual spot at the end of the Bishop Street stand at the kop end (Quarry Lane End). The first competitive football match anywhere in the country was played under lights at Field Mill in 1930 and the first permanent lights were put up at the ground in 1961. I used to play football in the mornings and go and see the Forest and the Stags on alternate weekends. Sorry if I am wrong but the photo in your post does not seem right somehow as if I remember correctly the Stags played that game in their all blue strip with amber edging and that ground does

Epic pieces like this, have stayed in my life since i first discovered them. Suppers Ready or PFM would soothe my ravaged brow at exam revision time. I dated the Ceramic Teachers Daughter...which at first didn't go down well! My LP collection brought him 'round. The album and it's sleeve is impeccable- no one else seems to get that sound from a strat guitar. Many memories...but not postable. "Overhead the albatross"....

Isn't a 'wether' a castrated ram?

Ours didn't even have electric heaters just a central pot bellied stove and a ration of coke that was Larkhill 72, spent a week there practicing an 'advance in review order' for the Queen Mum, she came on the Saturday and it pissed down...... nowt Like Salisbury Plain rain..................

Fantastic news, you can now release the referees family.

One of my boys had a t-shirt with ‘WHY’ across the front when he was a toddler. Questions, questions, always asking ‘Why’. Now I have to ask him ‘Why’ to a lot of things, he’s a lot brighter than me.

I myself always ask this question then I found out sorry chaps that when that little swimmer enters the egg we all start of as females. Please don't shout at me.

San Remo song festival is the same. Both are so boring with animated gaps which are embarrasing.