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After your post Ben I read up the page and came to Margies post from a few years ago... Margie doing the birdy dance.... now there's a mental picture to treasure!

And long may you continue to do so...

Surgeys Lane is in Arnold so I don't think you were there. However there is a Sturgeon Avenue on Clifton, and it's at the bottom end, so one of the first roads to be built - which would fit your early 50s memory. The shop on Varney Road was Marsdens and quite local to us. My mum would've been there a lot in the 1950s-60s, and in school holidays would be accompanied by me and/or my sister. I'll bet you spoke to us at some point.

Saw this thread and thought....no ive nowt to say about it............then thought again....ey up over the years ive done a lot in Clifton....starting early 50s when i went with my Mam to help my cousin Doris move into Surgeys ave or lane not sure..........anyway she still there....must pay her a visit....... Next i recall about Clifton would be early 60s and doing some relief work Varney road Marsdens or Farrands all a bit vague to be honest.....then about mid 60s worked on a refit same company Marsdens/ Converting a bigger store into a Savemore on Southchurc

I recall down the 360.. around 1969 or thereabouts.. we suddenly had an influx of lads from somewhere 'a bit rough'. Hendon Rise rings a bell but I'm no longer sure. As I recall their club was closed for some reason. Anyway...later that night one of those lads hit a girl. Surprisingly.. that wasn't allowed in the 360..even back then.. So.. the villain was ejected in 'short order', after which all hell let loose. Yours truly.. never a good fighter.. was reluctantly involved as I tried to stop two idiots from killing Picko. I ended up going head first and backwards down three flights of

I love to dance too margie,,and i often even when alone put some music on and dance me ass off,,,missing that at the moment after my recent hospital stay,,but when my fitness returns the music will be up and throbbing,,

As a kid I remember seeing my first black footballer. It was Lindy Delapenha playing for Mansfield Town in the late 50's. As a winger or inside forward he had a ferocious shot. Made over a hundred appearances for the Stags

It was at one time almost mandatory that Labour and union candidates looked 'werkin class n proud of it'. They saw dressing down as a signal they were one of the hoi polloi, not a toffee nosed Tory. Now we have a knight of the realm leading Labour and a duplicitious philanderer with the morals and ethics of an alley cat leading the Tories.

Its come to a pretty poor state when, at the last election, the leaders of each if the main parties resembled an unmade bed. I'm not the smartest of dressers these days, I'm just an old country bumpkin, but on the rare occasions when it's appropriate, I do make an effort to look presentable.

Been enjoying reading some of these older threads again..........this one ''Tribal Neighbourhoods''' i found interesting i reckon my age group (born 1945) missed the real 'Tribal' troubles that were mainly in the 50s with a long gap to the 80s....and my real times were 60s and 70s....never saw any bother down Locarno sherwood rooms or the Palais...we were only there for the girls and a Dance...... However in 1964 whilst lodging at Mauds in Coalville i used to visit a miners club every friday night called the West end club'' (think still open). where it seemed to be a

It is very difficult to take them seriously when they resemble something the cat brought in.