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Thanks for that trogg,,nice to see the old school getting good comments,,i loved my time there,,,went back a few years ago,,and was pleased to see the buildings all still there,,evoking great memories of teachers and fellow pupils,,head master mr deakin was not my favourite,,and yes Jill i remember the lovely girls from my class,, Sandra Woodcock,,lesley Norris,,Anita Weston,,Marian Perry,,Carol Williams,,Valerie Keetch,,josephine Downing,,jean Duriez,,Valerie Biddulph,,Julie Hatfield,,joan Wardle,,Christine Stafford,,Margaret Bowley,,Sue Sadler,, oh yes and a couple of lads,, lol

Will always defend Bestwood estate (old) trogg,,even during its turbulent times i was still going there to see my Dad,,and i knew most of the families involved,,it got completly out of control for a time,,but i never had a problem with them,,in fact the opposite,, daft as it sounds some of the fraternity used to deliberately stop there cars in the middlle of the road and have a conversation,,just to show their contempt for authority,, Teviot was blocked this way one day when i was driving down there,,i pipped my hooter and when they. saw it was me,,said sorry and moved,,don't really know

The old Estate has had its problems and bad press over too many years , even though its over half a century since I left it gives me satisfaction to see good news items about the place and I try to defend it when I can. It was the place where I grew up and had a great influence on the person I became and of as you said the great memories it revives.

Irene Howlet,,Mary Radford,,Colleena Mee,,Hilary Miller,,Caroline Shepherd,,Joyce Greensmith,,Carol Oldham,,Christine Hickling,,Irene Crowle,,Maureen Rea,,Carol Stambridge,,Diane Wilson,,Marilyn Baxter,,Ann Draper,, Some my class, others a year older or younger,, Had to mention these,,in case they thought I'd forgot them,, lol

At least she was talking to the child. Those kind of women usually have their eyes fixed on their phone so they wouldn't notice if the kid was still there.

We had a purebred Boxer, Kim, and he would roam the neghbourhood. Like most dogs of that time, he wasn't fixed, and we did wonder how many part Boxers were on the Bells Lane Estate! He would go off all day, or just lay on the pavement outside our house. We lived near the bus terminus and a lot of folks would pass him and pet him. A neighbour up the road once said to mam, we love your Kim, we let him in and he lays in front of the fire. Rent-a-dog?

Suh was wrong wi it.. sahns reight enuf ter me.. yer got cloth ears or wot?

Sadly, I never had any affinity to any one area, as I'd moved around fairly regularly. Sutton in Ashfield till I was 3. Garnet St, off Alfred St South till 9. Bridlington St on the border of Radford / Hyson Green till 13. Truro Cres in Bobbers Mill till 17, then Wollaton until I fled the nest, and even then, most of my spare time was spent in town. Good memories of them all really !

He started charming the ladies when he was born, Trogg! Must have been a seasoned heartbreaker by the time he started school!

When I was a young kid, we lived in one of the terraced houses in St Anns, we had a little mongrel dog, cross between several terriers and whatever, well Mum would let him out of an afternoon, one afternoon, the man from the Pru was collecting insurance payments up the terrace, and the dog took a dislike to him and ripped the backside out of his pants. It was funny, but Dad didn't find it funny, as he had to buy the Pru man a new set of pants..lol.

For five years I worked for a line manager who was Jewish. I did not know he was Jewish until a colleague mentioned it after he had left. No problem. If someone is professional, polite and a nice person then that is what counts. My point of view is that their faith is their business not mine. We only need to know if there are associated customs to be respected.

What? You didn’t come to Bleasby! I worked in Basford for 25 years. Loved every minute of it!

He was only 'Just Saying ' Ben !

Hey beekay,, who the @#_:,? Do you @#(?/_!,. :#:?!'# talking to. Lol

When it was built, the Council claimed it was to allow access for people from Bestwood Estate to work on the industrial estate. Never heard such a load of cobblers in my life. It would have been just as easy to put in access from 'The Ridgeway'. As it happens, the house directly in front of you as you emerge from Forum Rd, is where I was raised from about 1951 until I left home. My Mum was still there until about 2008/9 and traffic inceased massively on Southglade when Forum Rd was built. Whoever has that house now seems to be letting the garden grow.. Also, Forum Road slopes d

I can remember some of the surnames Ben, they must have had younger siblings in my year LOL, but at that time most families were larger than the norm today.

You would be very welcome Mick. I'll see if I can get in touch with them and ask how best to go about it.

Col i got to look round the old school, because i was interviewing long term unemployed there,,and the lady in charge of the scheme escorted me round,,it was exactly the same as the day i left in the mid 50s,,,,being a right softie it fetched tears to my eyes,,

Col, I often use the so called rat run, as do many others, as it allegedly alleviates congestion at the Arnold Rd traffic lights. Personally, I don't believe it, so it must be Bestwood Pk residents using it. I only use it to go to the convenience store in the old Deerstalker building. If you do make a visit soon, have a look at the old 360 Club building. I walked passed the other day, and it's been cleaned up beautifully, and renovation work done. At the back its been all paved, and single story extensions built. It's now probably flats / apartments, but looks very presentable.

I knew Liverpool well back in the swinging 60's. My girlfriend had given up nursing and had embarked on a teacher training course at Kirkby Fields college in Liverpool. She occupied flats in various areas including Penny Lane, Anfield, Catherine St., and Huyton. I regularly went to the famous Philharmonic pub which was noted for the most magnificent gents' toilets in the land! The Liverpool people had a strong sense of humour and I presume it's still the same today. One of my memorable experiences was visiting the Anglican Cathedral which was still undergoing construction back then. It was an

For years I've been thinking I'd like to visit Henry Whipple again. It's 60 years this year since I left. Thing is you can't really just walk into a school these days, so I think I'd need to write and ask for an opportunity to have a look around. Good to see that the school is re-building its reputation. That said, I have no idea what sort of 'rep' it had when I was there. I too had my 'run ins' with Mr Deakin.. though to be fair he did put me forward for High Pavement, along with more than a few other lads from Bestwood Est. It seems to me that the time Bestwood and many simila

Ha, the bottom paragraph Col..... The mother must have come from several of the uncouth surrounding estates ! I won't wait around for the backlash.

Ohh I dunno? I find it varies from a gutteral and aggressive 'spit fest', to an almost lyrical lilt.. with a touch of comedy thrown in. I don't think I'd characterise any accent as 'disgusting'. but I will admit that my least favourite one is broad Brummie. I just find that some people seem to revel in making their accent extreme, some people clearly like to send themselves up a bit and some people are seemingly totally lacking in self awareness or the ability to modify their speech when needed. Some locals around here, especially 'SentElliners' can sound

Hi Ben just read this article from the evening post on line, link below, great to read positive things about the old estate and the school Henry Whipple. A quote from the current Head Mistress brings back memories of the then Head Master Mr Deakins and other teachers , and of course fellow inmates of that time , to you it must bring back memories of your first loves, after all it was an Infants and Junior School. lol https://www.nottinghampost.com/news/nottingham-news/bestwood-primary-school-now-rated-3083699

I don't think growing up we even had a doglead for our dog. My friends and I would roam all day through Clifton, Ruddington and the surrounding areas. The dogs just went with us and we wouldn't even consider going out without taking him with us. Like RR said if we didn't want to go out we simply opened the door and off he went. happy as Larry, sometimes gone all day and came back when he got hungry. The difference then and now is the the amount of open space we could access and virtually do as we pleased.

We used to have a Blue Heeler in Australia, and over the back fence was a cow paddock, she would get a bath by the wife and first place she'd head for was the fence, dig a hole under it and find a nice wet cow pat and have a roll in it, then come home expecting a petting.

Always loved boxing,,so watching some on channel 5,, its from Saudi Arabia,,Amir Khan and Hughie Fury,,don't really care if they win or lose,, just looking at the audience,,glad I'm not there,,all dancing up and down with their mobile phones,,and Rap singers giving it what for,, Different world from my days travelling the country to either watch or do the security,, Yes i know I'm old,,but it only seems like yesterday,,when the audience sat and applauded good honest fighters,,wearing a collar and tie,,the audience that is not the fighters,,lol,, Some great boxing nights in Nott

Nasty little yard rats. Jake hates 'em. He caught one once. I think it fell off the fence when he was chasing it. By the time I got to him he'd already dispatched it. I think he shook it 'til he broke it's neck. I thought he was going to dispatch me when I tried to take it from him. He didn't like that. Never did tell Mrs. L. I don't think she'd have let him back in the house if she'd known he killed summat! He was just doing what Beagles do.

One of our frequent visitors had the audacity to dig out a petunia from one of the wall troughs whilst burying his peanuts. It dropped on the path, and the little bu66er didn't even put it back !

The day didn’t start too well for Cyril the Squirrel. We spotted him stuck INSIDE a ‘squirrel-proof’ bird feeder in our garden. We’re not squirrel lovers but we couldn’t watch the poor little thing struggling. He’d managed to get his head and upper body out of the feeder but from his waist down he was well and truly stuck. First job was to get properly dressed for the task so we both put some thick leather work gloves on and long sleeved jackets, he was frightened and getting nasty!! We unhooked the feeder from its stand using a thick wooden walking stick, placed it on the ground and thr