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The references to ‘posh’ Grammar Schools and High Pavement in particular I have found very interesting. @Beekay mentions that lots of the boys were from council estates Strelley, Bilborough etc. and Bulwell, but quite a few were from Radford and Hyson Green. Our HP under 15 Rugby team at that time provided about 9 of the 15 members of the Nottingham Schoolboys Under 15 Team and we saw what ‘Posh’ was when the Nottingham team played a match at a Public School somewhere near Clumber Park. I cannot remember its name. A lot of the pupils came to watch the match, which we lost. The enormous ch

I cannot remember taking the 11Plus exam, but I obviously did. It was not made into something special when I attended junior school. I was offered a place at HP and was there from 1953 to 1958. I was in BulwellBrian ‘s class for a few years and his photograph of his first day at HP in his new uniform reminded me of my first day there. The class was lead from our form room to the Hall and positioned at the front, closely inspected by the Head Boy, who looked to me more like a man (complete with a moustache), on a raised platform. Prefects were positioned all round the walls. The rest of th

I'm afraid I've not bought fish n chips for years. Not when I can get 2 breaded cod fillets from Tesco (other stores available) for only £2.40. Plus some chips in the air fryer. That'll do me.

Even when the weather is like this? Winter North Atlantic storm approaching Dunnet Head on the North coast of Scotland.

Found the Nottstalgia forums by accident recently when looking for old Radford maps as part of an Ancestry exercise. Spent the last few days reading the many contributions. This has brought back so many memories. I was at High Pavement from 1953 to 1958. DJ360 mentions John Birds death late last year. Not only did we lose John but also Peter Bowles last March. I remember those two well, entertaining us on the coach to away matches at Southwell, Grantham, Newark etc. When we played away it was usually the 1st or 2nd fifteen and one of the younger year teams. They were 4 years o

I think it is high time all the people who complained about Jeremy Clarkson's now well know comments should give him a public apology!

Great Aunt Lily's garden was full of rhubarb! Nothing else, just rhubarb. Again, it spread from year to year. My sister and I used to walk to Great Aunt Lily's house on Reydon Drive most Sunday mornings while my mum was preparing lunch. From her kitchen window, we could see Puffing Billy and there was always Two Way Family Favourites on the radio. When rhubarb was in season, we were never permitted to go home without a huge newspaper parcel full of the stuff. To this day, I can't abide rhubarb although it's brilliant at cleaning burnt saucepans!

Funny how things from the past remind us of certain people/friends from our childhood, every time I see Hollyhocks they remind me of a girl I fancied who lived down the bottom of Churchfield road when I was about five years old, I posted a story about it in a Radford topic I think it was Rog

Lupins always remind me of a friend I had in childhood. She lived five doors up the road from me and the only things that grew in the family's garden were lupins!! I think they selfseeded from year to year until the entire garden, front and back, was full of them. They are very colourful, though, and make a splendid display. Can't see a lupin without thinking of Margaret!

Cracking show last year, grown from seed the previous year, most of them were over six feet tall, you can just see me standing behind them, as with my other flowers I cut them to ground level when they've finished and leave them over winter Rog

I think the public school you are referring to was Welbeck College. I remember playing a gig with my band at Lowdham Grange Borstal back in the sixties. The place was in uproar when we played ‘Jailhouse Rock’.

Our daughter came round on Sunday to learn how to pressure wash her car. She brought her lively pup that couldn’t be left in the house with our cats so wife and daughter took it for a walk and I was left with the washing. It’s a high roofed Jeep so I had to climb up and down steps to clean the roof. Had I known I would have given her a tenner for the Albanian car wash in Newark.

I find pressure washing satisfying, seeing the item appear as new again. But despite wearing all the correct gear I always end up wet through and cannot wait to be in dry clothes again. I have to agree on the spring chicken theory ,I no longer choose to carry on when I reach a certain stage of soaking through.

True, very true Phil., but then again we all have to make small sacrifices in the name of economy. Crispy batter is nice but you don't always get it if the chippies oil is not hot enough.

Yes, we’ve gone down that route since we were charged £16.80 at the Burton Joyce chip shop. What used to be a cheap meal has become a rip off. The only problem is the batter which is never as good as the chip shop variety.

Set off a bit early today to go to the Hammond hall where it's my turn to serve tea and coffee, a bit frosty on the roads so had to be careful, anyway a round trip to Norton Disney then down Clay lane to Bassingham turn right and right again and I'm nearly at the hall tired, cold knees even though I was wearing jeans and out of breath but it's supposed to be good for you, today I rode my 1934 Humber cycle with shopping basket and child seat, stayed in second gear all the time though, I could have gone straight there along the cycle path just over a mile but as it was I covered nearly five mile

The full story of the canal boat is here: National DA2 Engine (nationalengine.blogspot.com)

Newark Town lock, this working barge has an old two cylinder long stroke engine that sounded beautiful but I don't think I could listen to it thumping away all day Rog

I remember the large fresh lobsters and crabs we used to buy on the quayside in Oban to take back to the cottage. Preferably eaten with chips of course. Ive been going to Scotland for many years both for business and pleasure. Back in the sixties chips were the staple diet but civilisation has gradually crept northwards. I remember a crab salad in the fishing port of Campbelltown where the crab was out of a tin!

I am impressed what a good thing to do. I would like to live in Scotland seems to me to be a good place to be.

I was wondering if you had done the usual mad camp thing Well done mate.

Well done Paul, I always read your new years exploits under "canvas" although it's probably nylon these days, fair play and happy new year to you mate Rog