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This is an image of my paternal great grandmother, Eva Burns Hudson, nee Avery, born 1864, and her son, Gilbert Nathaniel. It is on glass with an integral metal frame and very fragile.

In reply to a, Ben, I live just north of Lewes, about 15 miles from Brighton. (b), Phil, no I'm not in orthopaedics but League of Friends coffee shop but I do a little brain surgery when I can fit in. and (c), Loppylugs, I would always lend Ben my neighbours mobility scooter ! It's got go-fast stripes. Beekay

This is probably the oldest family photo I have in my possession. The little boy is my maternal grandfather, born 1887 so this was perhaps taken 1891ish. It’s very delicate and precious to me and is on what appears to be China-type material.

Our children's matinee in the Medders wasn't quite as posh as the ABC Minors. It was Saturday afternoon at the Imperial on Wilford Road - The 'Imp'. It was the threepenny rush - went up to fourpence in about 1950. There wasn't any song or badges or anything, just a film and a serial. I think they had a few stock films they showed repeatedly. I remember a silent Charlie Chaplin film that appeared a lot. When the film broke down everybody would shout and Boo and they'd put the lights on for a bit. On a slightly different subject - can you remember 'A' films that children co

I meant being back in Blighty is bleddy brilliant, not wet, windy Wales and sickly, incoherent demanding relatives !

Funny you just said that Col,,I'm in city hospital waiting for treatment,, and at the door as i entered were two older ladies,,both having a good "chuff" cant speak proper but stood between them taking in the aroma,,still managed a laugh with em,,with my Beeper,, think they were from Bulwell,, expecially when one told me to,,,,,,, off, with a smile,, lol

SG. I can't exlain this easily, and I don't want to sound smug, but once I really made my mind up to stop smoking that was it and I got very few cravings, especially after a couple of days. That was ten years ago, after smoking cigs, roll ups cigars, a pipe and the odd spliff for 40+ years. And before I made my mind up, I'd had numerous failed attempts using nicotine substitutes, gum, etc. I once went for five years and then started again. Stupid of me. I walked past a 'doorway smoker' yesterday on my way into a Liverpool pub. I'll admit the smell was still pleasant to me, bu

Don't try to slow him down Beekay. Reading his latest exploits often puts a smile on my face for the whole day.

I stopped smoking in 1993 and stopped drinking in 2005. Chris reckons I've just got to master cream cakes and swearing now!!!

Viewing some old maps on the internet, the cutting I mentioned previously was the Arnold side of what is called, on the 1930's map, the Mapperley tunnel. The other side emerged at Gedling Pit. This area was a magnet for most boys in the area, especially when the line fell into disuse. The steep sides of the cutting were the site of many climbing competitions, gradually working your way up to the virtually perpendicular sides at the actual tunnel mouth. Long lines of what looked perfectly serviceable coal and goods wagons, were parked in the cutting for some time. This was probably around the t

Sorry Ben, please don't send the heavy mob in. I'm only a Nottingham Nottstalgian lad, not a Southern Jessie. B.

Mrs Reds done me proud, check this bad boy out, can't wait to get up @ half five tomorrow!

Amateur brain surgery is commendable. I admire people who are multi talented.

SG, I've still got my Bayko set - it's in the loft, along with my wooden Noah's Ark and animals, and wooden mosaic pieces which you could make patterns with. There are also 2 little 'pot' dolls - my mum knitted clothes for them in time for Christmas Day, and various soft toys. I just can't throw them away and occasionally bring them down from the loft so I can look at them again...

The surname of Nix also appears in the world of Nottingham History and old photos. There was a Paul Nix who died around 10 years ago and had a considerable involvement in that subject. By coincidence, an article on the subject has appeared very recently. https://www.leftlion.co.uk/read/2018/december/nottingham-hidden-history-team/?fbclid=IwAR2ZrF8z8q0DzOvBISA7mm4cxU6KAKp5CqNPQYPGh9L8Ci86P7o4NiTlOhw

Ben, it could be done in the best possible taste. I volunteer at Princess Royal Hospital so it can be quite painless. Can I be your Sussex guide?

For us it was the Metropole, Mansfield Road, Sherwood. 1d e/w on the bus from Arnold, a tanner to go in and 3d for tuffies! You were handed a picture card as you went in with the aim to collect the set. We also had various tin badges pinned on our lapels...can't remember how we were awarded them Another highlight was going up on the stage when it was your birthday and shouting down the microphone "Thank you, Minors"! Oh yes, singing the club song..."We are the boys and girls well known as, Minors of the ABC....etc, etc"! I seem to remember, on occasions, we also went t

I used to work with a chap who wore the patches, chewed the gum AND smoked the cigarettes, all at the same time! That's what I call addiction!

SG the best way to stop smoking is by using those patches, if you put one on each eye you won't be able to find your cigs.

Ben has always had immaculate taste, and no doubt will continue in that manner.

I was at pipewood in 1957 and on this pic. I'm seated on the floor far left. Two rows behind me is a Pipewood teacher, Mr Boyle. The teacher on the right was Mr Winkmann. I recognise 6 Ellis lads in this pic and there are also a couple of lads I recognise from Glaisdale drive/Staverton area. The 2 Lads next to Boyle brought a wind up gramophone to the school to play in our free time and the record collection included Wayward Wind and Last Train to San Fernando, which always bring back memories of Pipewood when I hear them. On Sunday church parade the lads who owned the gramophone dressed

They are probably as effective as conkers against spiders! Since I put the conkers down, I haven't seen a single arachnid. On the other hand, due to moggies playing football with them at 3am, I haven't seen a single conker either!

Don't give in. If you must have a packet in the house, have a packet of herbal cigarettes in. They taste awful (I thought) so they come in handy when the urge is overwhelming, but two puffs and you stub it out, and blotted out the craving. Put your fag money in a jar every day and label it with something you'd like to get (not 200 cigs!). Persevere, there's a whole new life beyond the fag packet!

And there was C&A on the opposite side, with Burtons the Tailors between there and M&S. Woolworths had its own special smell, didn't it? I assume all those overhead wires were for trolley buses? Imagine trying to park your car down there nowadays!