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  1. Saturday evenings as a kid were often spent at my grandma and grandad's house playing cards for pennies with other uncles and aunts and cousins. The eldest of the grandkids were sent up to the local off licence to fetch bottles of Nut Brown, a jug of Shipstones, lemonade for the kids for very weak shandy or port and lemon. Bags of crisps, peanuts and my favourite Nibbits. We played Sevens, Russian Patience and always ended with a game of Newmarket and as the kings were withdrawn at the end of the game much excitement as the pot on the last king grew and disappointment if you did not
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  2. It wasn't uncommon to find children doing all manner of household chores years ago. My one remaining aunt will be 90 next April. She often speaks about the chores she and her older sister, Mary, faced on Saturdays. The Sparrows lived in Chapel Street, Beeston, in a sizeable 4 bedroomed house. On Saturday mornings, it was divided into upstairs chores, which was Mary's domain and downstairs chores, which was Hilda's responsibility. While Mary stripped the beds and put on clean sheets, Hilda scrubbed front and back doorsteps, the kitchen floor, blackleaded the range, tackled the pile of dirty
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  3. Visiting my maternal grandparents was always a special holiday. We lived in Nottingham and they lived in Barrow in Furness. Their house was bombed during the war and they ended up living in a flat above some offices. Being there meant visits to the coast, beach combing, collecting winkles and cockles, searching rock pools for baby crabs, always being careful to watch for the incoming tide. My grandfather was called Gary by all his grandchildren, don't know why maybe it was a name for grand dad in those parts. He used to go crabbing and bring all sizes of crabs back in a sack and empty them ont
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  4. Somewhere out there, Colly, there is a parallel universe in which you remained at Chester le Street, won a place at Oxford, wrote a thesis on how to make tea and were awarded the Nobel Prize for Physics. Somewhere out there is a parallel universe in which our Ben is a Trappist monk!
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  5. It took me a while and exercised my brain more than usual , but finally there's only one.
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  6. RR it seems to be your mission in life to search the forum for duplicate threads and bring them to light - a sort of undercover moderator. You're giving CT a lot of work to merge them but I'm sure he can cope!
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  7. Told today there is a new strain of head lice that’s resistant to shampoos & treatments, it’s left scientists scratching their heads
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  8. Not sure if I've ever posted this before. The early Wheatsheaf, the version before the one which later became McDonalds.
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  9. I am back at the school invigilating again for the resits, just 5 exams this time. Been relaxing this afternoon (think I might have closed my eyes for a second or two) after being in the lecture room this morning. Why is it that those who want a pen are always in the top seat so you have to go up all the steps to get to them? I saw the pupil I took through all the exams this summer he is in the sixth form now which is what he wanted. Got 2 more exams to do this week, all morning ones and then just 1 next week which is an afternoon one. Don’t understand why normally I am wide awake by 6 in
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  10. That's me bonfire sorted, why we got 2 bonfire night topics
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  11. That's me bonfire sorted, why we got 2 bonfire night topics
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  12. Colly, do you have actual dreams/nightmares about being lost or anxious in unfamiliar schools? Paul does! He says that when he was in a new large secondary school and there was the usual change of classroom at the end of a lesson, he daren't call in to the toilet on the way because he didn't know which classroom to go to. Very stressful. Also, he felt he was always doing 'catch up' in some subjects, for example being put in a Latin class - which he had never done before - alongside students who had been doing it for a year already. Going to so many schools obvio
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  13. Started at Gothem infants then (in no particular order) Aldercar & another one in Langley Mill, one in Chester-Le-Street, Collygate, Trent Bridge juniors & seniors in the Meadows, & Beardall Street Hucknal. So 8 altogether. I left & came back to Trent Bridge juniors a couple of times. When I moved to Chetser-Le-Street no one could understand my Nottingham/Derbyshire accent, when I moved back to Nottingham no one could understand my Geordie accent...
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  14. My mother often spoke of visits to her maternal grandparents, Sam and Lizzie Ward who lived in Suez Street, Basford. Occasionally, she would stay overnight. Lizzie would draw off a small bowl of hot water from the boiler at the side of the cast iron range and with a bar of Palmolive soap, my mum washed her hands and face. Rice pudding baked in the range oven was the best mum ever tasted and she also loved the toast and dripping Lizzie gave her. Mum often played cards at Sam and Lizzie's but never on Sundays as it wasn't permitted. Lizzie taught my mother an extraor
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  15. Far be from me to suggest professional help but....
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  16. Love that post, Jill. Very imaginative......or could it be true? @colly0410 it must have been horrible when your old friends didn't want to know you when you returned... children can be very cruel until they develop empathy........but sadly, some never do and spend their whole lives not caring about other people unless they're in their particullar group.
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  17. I've 'liked' the bonfire photo 4? times now... why ARE there so many Bonfire night threads?
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  18. What were it Colly? Keeping one step ahead of the law.
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  19. When I was a young lad from about eight years old it was one of my jobs to clean the Metters Stove top once a week, with stove polish and lots of “elbow grease “ my Mother said .After I had finished the stove I would then clean the front and back wooden doorsteps with the same polish, but the steps needed lots of “extra elbow” grease because the shine had to be a real sparkle ,so as not to leave a trace of thick black polish that could be walked in on to the linoleum floors.
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  20. Ah, the NAAFI. My father used to say they did their best to poison the troops. My mother was in the NAAFI from October 1944 until the end of WW2, based at Garratts Hay near Woodhouse Eaves. After her initial dismay at sleeping in a Nissen hut and being given responsibility for making the fire in the pot bellied stove, she had a good time of it and made lots of friends. They had to open the canteen in the evenings and mornings were spent getting food ready but afternoons were free time when they all went to the cinema. One good thing about NAAFI life was that they never went hungr
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  21. Didn't realise you were so cosmopolitan, Colly. You're a citizen of the world!
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  22. Fascinating photo, bringing back great memories - 31, Woodborough Road was my grandfather's shop - Oscar Shrive. He was a grocer who also sold bacon, cheeses and teas. He also sold corn and I used to love going to the shop from where we lived in Beeston Rylands to feed the corn to the pigeons! If you look at the map, the "bulge" at the front of the premises is where the garden used to be, and one of the few buildings that retained its metal railings (most were taken to be melted down for the war effort). I stood on those railings when Nottingham Forest passed by on a single decker bus with
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  23. Tea in enamel mugs... you soon learned to blow it first or let cool awhile before you drank it.
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  24. Jill. I was born on Waterway Street (or is that Watterway Street? Lol) in the Meadows, then moved to Gotham, then Langley Mill, then back to the Meadows, then Chester-Le-Street Co Durham, then back to the Meadows, then Bestwood Village. All this before I left school so not really sure where I come from sometimes. I'm a member of the Meadows, Langley Mill & Bestwood Village facebook pages... Best tea I've ever tasted in when I've been on army exercise's when I was freezing cold, knackered, fed up & whinging like Alf Garnet. It'd be dozens of tea bags in a pillow case chuck
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  25. This is certainly turning into a fascinating story. You've got to watch these grocery managers, haven't you? I have always thought that, certainly in an age before computers and data sharing, bigamous marriages must have been fairly common.
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  26. Some Reg Baker pictures of the Gas Board Building...prior to demolition..1975.
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  27. I must have walked past this building countless times from being a child holding mams hand, walking from Huntingdon St bus station going to Vicarage St to visit my Grandparents and relations living around the area. After leaving school I did the same journey most mornings myself whilst working at Raywarp on Alfred St North. I have closed my eyes and tried to imagine the building, one so large, but can't for the life of me remember it. This makes me feel sad because, it makes me wonder how many more places and people have slipped from my mind. I do enjoy the pictures and it does take me back t
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  28. I don't think this is right, but it's close! It's Bonfire Night It's Bonfire Night All the little stars are shining bright Three little Angels dressed in White One with a fiddle One with a drum One with a Pancake Stuck to her Bum
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