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Clff Ton I always worked on that principle myself but the last year has not been too good. One thing after another breaking and other silly things going wrong, besides my health , but life seems to be testing me lately. As a friend said to me if I did not have bad luck I would not have any luck at all. But today is sunny and I am just about to go for a coffee in Hucknall and sit outside and watch the world go by and people watch, life is great, I think.

I've spent a large part of my life working on that principle, and so far it's turned out ok. Don't let the world get you down, even when it seems to be picking on you. Look on the bright side and remind yourself you're still able to post on here and get reactions.

I spent yesterday doing my buggy driving up at Sheffield Park and it was total bedlam, with wall to wall cars and customers. The sun was shining and people were out with their families and cameras in pockets. Was busy all day doing my shuttle service to wherever folks wanted to go and back again if needed. Met lots of folks, who were appreciative of what we were trying to do. Nobody complained about having to queue to get in. We got to the stage of one out, one in, Carried lots of 'less abled' and said to them, if they needed a lift anywhere, just ask any staff member with a radio to give a ca

Well done Trogg...ive just done the same in Bulwell.....there are times when you go thru a dark period....my worst was 4 years ago this week.... Voice gone...speak with an Aid.. Silent sneezes Silent laughter Difficulty swallowing now a neck breather... Cant Blow... Cant sing... Cant whisper...sweet nothings. And lots of other little niggles...............but ey..i'm still here and have a laugh and a dance most days...lol

Wow has the time flown, I can remember having a coffee ( and a cigarette or two) with you just before your op. With your character you do not let any body know you are feeling down, after all we are Bestwood boys. I still owe you for that coffee we will have to meet up some time, keep chatting with the ladies.

Great news about Forest...........eleven British players in their last game.......the only side in the Premiership with this..........

Jill, Yours is way better than mine, glad that Ben has a sense of humour. Sort of reminds me of the shop boy that sat on the bacon slicer, got a little behind in his orders.

EATING IN THE FIFTIES * Pasta had not been invented. * Curry was an unknown entity. * Olive oil was kept in the medicine cabinet * Spices came from the Middle East where we believed that they were used for embalming * Herbs were used to make rather dodgy medicine. * A Takeaway was a mathematical problem. * A Pizza was something to do with a leaning tower. * The only vegetables known to us were spuds, peas, carrots and cabbage, anything else was regarded as being a bi

I may be the only person who remembers this building; at the top of Queen Street (Elite cinema visible on the left) it was connected to the Post Office on Queen Street and was some kind of delivery/loading/sorting/transport thing. Vans went in and out to loading bays.

Aww, thank you kindly fair Maiden. You're only saying that cos I know your dad ! Very best wishes to you and yours. (I'll let you into a secret. I only do it because it's the nearest thing to being on the buses ).

Late Final Extra... County - a solid 1-0 home win against fellow promotion contenders Solihull Moors in front of 7,000 fans. (Stags average attendance is 6,500) and they have the best goal difference among the top group. Saturday sees them away against mid table Dagenham and Redbridge.

Is it Cooper that is calling the shots on signings? I hope the newbies start to gel soon and score some goals otherwise it could be a difficult season.

You've inspired me, Oz. One of my parents' favourite songs was Dancing in the Dark (Fred Astaire). As it was a foxtrot, it was also one of their favourite dances. I've adapted it slightly... apologies to Fred! Dancing in the dark. Til the tune ends Ben's dancing in the dark. With a new friend. She met him in the cheese queue at Marsden's, dear! And it's quite clear She wanted more. Looking for a thrill. Paso doble. They tango round the till. Past the flyspray And face the bacon slicer ... to

For "Our Ben" They seek him here, they seek him there His clothes are loud, but never square It will make or break him so he's got to buy the best 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion And when he does his little rounds 'Round the boutiques of Hucknall town Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion Oh, yes, he is (oh, yes he is) Oh, yes, he is (oh, yes he is) He thinks he is a flower to be looked at And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight He feels a dedicated follower of fashion