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    Some days you just don't want to do anything. I've noticed this is much more frequent in the winter as I sometimes opt for what I believe are called 'Duvet Days'..though I do actually manage to drag myself out of bed... eventually. So, after a brisk few thousand steps in the icy gales yesterday.. today (Wednesday) was a late rising, followed by a day spent mostly watching tripe on the telly. I watched a recording of 'Atomic Blonde', which mostly involved a very attractive, but somewhat 2 dimensional Charlize Theron as a 'supposedly' British agent repeatedly and somewhat improbably kicking the living s**t out of numerous 'baddies' as she worked her way through a confused and nearly impenetrable plot involving numerous countries' 'intelligence services' nefarious activities at the point when East Germany was collapsing. As is the fashion these days, much of the dialogue was unintelligible. I reckon the soundtrack may have been the best part of the film..featuring as it did mostly Brit 80's bands. Coming from someone who hated 80s music. make of that what you will. I followed that with an episode of the generally excellent 'Adventures of Sherlock Holmes' series which featured Jeremy Brett. I love the whole 'vibe' of that late Victorian/Edwardian period. I love the language.. the earlier senses of words such as 'capital' to mean 'excellent', and 'singular' to mean 'strange'.. or 'unusual'.. etc. To me.. for some reason. that whole era..just prior to WW1, seems like a sort of 'comfort zone'.. even though I know it was a miserable era for many. It's part of why I love the writings of H.G. Wells.. everything from 'Mr Polly', to 'War of the Worlds'. It portrays a time of relative innocence. when science existed at a human level which most could understand. We are way past that now. Sadly, this episode of Holmes was possibly the worst episode I've ever seen of this series. in which we are invited to believe that a Holmesian version of a 'Mad Scientist' conspires to turn himself into a half man/half Gorilla, by injecting himself with Monkey glands. Really too fantastic.. even for Holmes. Tomorrow... or today as it is now.. I have an appointment to check out my Cataracts and my Pigment Dispersion Syndrome. Neither are serious but I'm grateful to those who think it's worth monitoring. Rock On!!
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    Just been looking at our wedding photos. This one shows how the front steps of the church came straight out on to the street. The little girls were giving me a horseshoe and a lucky black cat. I don't believe in such stuff but some would say they worked as we married in 1966 and are still together!
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    Been to London today, third time in the past month but this time to be a caring Mummy to my youngest son. (The other two trips were very enjoyable, seeing a West End show with a night in a nice hotel) Today our kid had an operation on his knee and lower leg to remove a bit of bone that had come adrift since he had a bad break 8 years ago. For a few weeks he’s been in agony and on crutches some of the time but an MRI scan showed up the problem and he was in The Cromwell Hospital to get it fixed. As well as the bit of loose bone the surgeon removed a metal plate and six long screws that were inserted 8 years ago, these apparently weren’t necessary anymore. He was given the ‘Meccano’ bits in a bag, we were amazed how big and heavy they are. Once he was discharged he actually walked out of the hospital to the car, and then the journey back to Tring in Herts to drop him home and then up to Nottingham. It’s been a long day.
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    Yes the previous photo was the exit from the Five Minute Car Wash, the entrance was around the corner on North Sherwood Street.
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    The ‘Clinton Arms’ Ben. Not that I ever went in.
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    Another Nottingham street that holds so many memories for me,,,and i'm sure many more of you,,, Visited the Police station a few times,,in the course of work........Purchased a few items from the Camping shop in years gone by,,was it called ''Camp and Sports'' ?..........One of my sons who had over 100 pro boxing fights......and started at the YMCA....Also my company did some Security work at the Uni premises on the street for Radford boys boxing club........First time i really noticed immigrants in Nottingham,,when i worked as a Van Boy for British rail for a few months on leaving school in 1960,,they lived on Shakespeare Villa's,,......knew a couple of the Topless Barmaids quite well,,when the Pub was active ,,,forgot its name,,?..........last but not least got Wed down there,,,twice! once in the Gold room and once in the Red.......been busy down that street'''
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    Hi DJ., thanks for the update. I realised as soon as posted that I were wrong. Celluloid of course was film material. Just couldn't be arsed putting it right, ( I knew somebody would correct me). The 78s were very brittle and could be easily smashed when dropped or whacked, as often seen in films.
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    Still doing the rounds and as popular as ever One of my favourites was this one, covered by many artists over the years Can you believe this jazz standard was written in 1917????
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    A Thousand Stars in three versions: The original.. by The Riveleers 1954 and written by a band member. Kathy Young's 'One Hit Wonder'. 1960 Billy's 1960 version. Col
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    There was a fad for turning old 78s into plant pots. Warm 'em up and bend into shape. Never worked with Vynil LPs. Used to see loads of sideboards with them on. It were the "In" thing. (Can't remember what they were made of though, maybe celluloid).
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    an old fashioned millionaire. Wasn't that sung by Eartha Kitt?
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    Bet you've got Chintz curtains as well Carni. Plus a spinning wheel in the kitchen.
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    Great reading, thanks. You must have been at the EMEB when Mr. Lightbown (spelling?) was the boss. I worked for them first in Talbot street doing installations. Later out of Bilboro' doing appliance repairs. Really enjoyed my time there before emigrating. You've brought back some good memories, Trevor. I hope you stay with our merry crowd.
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    My mistake Brew, it should have been Loppylugs reply. It were the last line on one of his posts. Please accept my apologies. B.
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    Taking care of that fish tank would raise it again BK. Re. fuses in 13 amp plugs. It seems dangerous to me to bypass that fuse in any way, because in my day the whole ring main system was backed up by a thirty amp fuse or breaker. Not great for lamp cords!
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    Hi Waddo iam back on Nottstalgia i am in Florida right now,my daughter in Canada got it sorted thank goodness its all way above my head thanks Ian.
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    Keep it going. Everyone will gradually tune in to your wavelength. I don't think we've ever had anyone like you before
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    There was very little water seeping out of the Bunter Dave. The shafts went through the Bunter, but they were bricked from top to bottom, and the two drifts from pit bottom accessed the Bunter on the other side of the big fault, my only guess is it wasn't the water table on that side of the fault. Beeston Boiler Company had several water wells down into the Bunter to supply all their own water. They were north of the major fault.
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    If it's not wired Col., how about converting it to 12volt. It could then be battery operated or mains transformer plug. Just a thought.
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    Stav, I'm no expert, but it seems to me that any of the following might have happened. Gutters. if they are fitted, may have becoome blocked. Polycarbonate roof panels may have cracked, or their seals may have failed. Seals/mastic between canservatory and 'existing' may have failed. Much of this could have been caused by movement..which might also explain 'sticky' windows and doors, but it might also point to previous lack of maintenance. There are any number of Conservatory Repair/Maintenance Co's out there. Maybe try to find a decent one (by personal recommendation.. not by the 'list of satisfied customers' many trot out.) Get them to inspect it, quote for any repairs etc., and assess whether such cost is worth it to you. I woudn't have one here as the rear of the house faces South and you've discovered what that means in terms of practical use. but on the other hand, there are times of the year when just having the door between house and conservatory open can provide all the heating you need. Good luck with it all.
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    Moon's Garage then Shakespeare St Garage, University Radio stores, a chip shop and newsagent in that row. There's a comprehensive thread on this.
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    I'm sure that the shop with the grill on the window used to be a electronics dealer, my school friend Robert crooks used to live on Shakespeare villas and he was well into that sort of stuff. I remember him going there to get bits for projects like building radios
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    Because the H.S.E, snowflakes, numpties and other governing bodies would say it's unhygenic and we would all die from from some horrendous incurable disease.
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    It's the best park in Nottingham... but then I'm biased as I was taken there most days in my pram, often played in the dell and on the swings etc when I was a bit bigger and had a great group of friends from Mapperley , Woodthorpe and Sherwood when I was a teenager.... we used to meet on Summer evenings in the park .... after I'd done my homework, as I was a good girl! One day, our ashes will be taken there, but not too soon I hope. Lol
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    This is getting out of hand. Then again, Catfan has put us in the picture, (if you'll pardon the pun).
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    It looks a bit too square to be Wollaton hall Stuart, so not knowing where the picture was taken, I can't really say. The more I enlarge it, the less detail is there. Still a very nice shot though.
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    Assuming that's Elmswood Gardens in the foreground then that is Wollaton Hall, 4miles (6.4km new money) in the distance.
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    Well done PP, I’ve said it before but you put a lot of younger folk to shame. I hope you both enjoy your evening, we’re having a Cods Scallops takeaway and a cosy night in.
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    We now have two brilliant wordsmiths on this forum, any chance you are related to the other the young Jill Sparrow , the younger sister of Beekay. Please keep posting .
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    CF you'll get home just in time for the next storm tthis weekend!
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    Thought this was novel! Has @benjamin1945benjamin1945 been on holiday in the USA recently? https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/world-us-canada-51498230/quick-thinking-customer-knocks-shoplifter-off-his-feet
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    Great song DJ360 From the movie The Thomas Crown Affair, I think it won an Oscar. Another one of those songs where people endlessly discuss the meaning of the lyrics Always On My Mind - Willie Nelson
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    I say "give sado masochists a fair crack of the whip"
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    Bring back the Ford Popular, with wind down windows and wipers that never worked when going uphill. 8hp, side valve engine and starting 'handle. You knew where you were with them, provided you pulled in a layby to let the engine cool down, after about 45mins driving.
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    one of my favourite hymns when i was younger was "Onward Christian Soldiers" When it was my dads funeral and because he used to be a pub singer has our friends/family went into church we gave them each a white handkerchief what is this for they ask? "just wait and see." was my reply So when the song Goodbye, Goodbye, I wish you all the luck Goodbye, was played we told in fact no-one needed telling they all stood up and waved their handkerchief. What a lovely end for a pub singer.
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    I was looking at this area on Google and I can see an end terrace house with a stable in the backyard on nearby Eaton Street. Back in the 50’s my uncle who lived nearby in Woodthorpe use to stable a pony there. At weekends we would hitch it up to a trap and go hurtling along the Plains to the top of Woodborough hill and back. The pony had been couped up all week and was full of energy when he was let out. There were very few cars and I think we overtook most of them!
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    Dear Friends (if I may be so bold as to address you thus on such a short acquaintanceship) I feel I owe you an apology. Whilst I began by correctly addressing the rare privilege and unalloyed pleasure of being brought up in Bilborough, I fear I strayed unthinkingly into the unchartered territory of EMEB showroom colleagues, N.E. Glam and FFGS (Forest Fields Grammar School to the uninitiated – and who wouldn’t want to be? – uninitiated I mean). Nevertheless, it would be helpful to know what are my Bilborough boundaries. Am I for instance allowed to stumble inadvertently into Aspley? Or Wollaton? Or Bramcote (not much fear of that however as I have only the haziest recollection of Bramcote and the possibility that Roger Moore lived there at one time. Probably during his posing for knitting pattern days as opposed to being a Saint). I mentioned Aspley because I started my working life in the Government Offices there, although the Google map now shows the site to be a war museum (strangely appropriate considering the internecine conflict between departments, especially over appointments for the on-site barber), and because my parents moved from Beechdale Road to Robins Wood Road. Gosh we moved in elevated circles in those days. We sometimes didn’t have bread and butter with our tinned peaches and stopped having bread and dripping on Mondays. I must stress however I never moved to Robins Wood Road. No, I flew the nest with the intention of feathering my own with my then-bride to Hucknall – but there I go again, straying out of Bilborough. Referring back once again to the Google map, I see that what was once the library at the end of Beechdale Road and almost on Western Boulevard, is now a temple. Of course for us, the library was also a temple. A temple of learning where we regularly proffered our tickets in exchange for a fortnight’s devoted reading of the great classics of literature - Biggles Flies North, Gimlet, Biggles Flies East, Forever Amber (racy), Biggles Flies West and …well a lot of Biggles. Fortunately, the ambulance station was just up the road on the other side and ready to provide us with assistance if the weight of books proved too much for our short trousered legs and jaunty school caps to bear. Is the ambulance station still there? And will I have to pay a huge fine for not returning my Boys Bumper Book of Things to Do on a Rainy Day to the library? I never got past page 107 and the diagram for making an origami kettle. I mean, I could see that was a disaster in the making if you put it on a gas ring. Hang on though….was that in a Rupert Annual instead? Either way, I’m darned sure Biggles would have made short work of it with the help of his pals Ginger and Algy. I tell you what though, we did do a lot of making dens in the so-called waste ground opposite us. Dens had to be below ground, waterproof and capable of containing a small fire guaranteed to smoke you out when someone put pieces of lino on the flames. Dens often collapsed of course or were the subject of raids by “The Wooders” a rival gang from over the railway bridge in Radford Bridge Road. What’s that? The bell-like tones of my beloved floats down to me in my little study (we live in a three-storey house), enquiring what do I think I’m playing at, spending all day tapping away. We’ve had a new boiler installed over the last two days and we’re only just beginning to get heat back on, and I know she feels the cold more than me. “What’s that Dear Heart, Moon of my Night and Sun of my Day?” “Yes of course I’ll come and turn the thermostat up”. No chance. It’s keyed to my mobile phone and the plumber showed me just how easy it was to operate and change the settings. Did I take it all in? Did I h…! Just like stopping to ask for directions from a stranger. In one ear and out…….who knows where. No idea what to do. Can’t play it by ear though because that was the ear into which he poured the wisdom of a lifetime in boiler installation and operation. Better go and put a few bits of lino on the fire. “Coming dearest”. Say good night to the Bilborough Babes and Boys and ask them to forgive you. OK. Toodle pip! Trevor
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    It's becoming fashionable.
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    All too often nowadays. I pity his wife & children.
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    Right on Margie. I never even thought I'd reach 75. Dad died young, early fifties. Like you, I still feel mid to late twenties inside. Poor old bod' is teling me differently though can't really complain, I've had a good life. outlived a few dogs.
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    I smell a rat .
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    The above photograph shows the equipment and men of the WW2 AFS (auxiliary fire service) that were based at Triumph Road. My father having had severe bronchitis as a teen failed the medical for the armed forces and joined the AFS and is somewhere on the first photo. I have a a group photo of the men taken at the same time. My father is 5th from left back row. Nottingham had a relatively quiet time in the bombings but teams were sent to Derby and Coventry during some of the severe raids they suffered. Being one of the younger crew he was the one who went to the top of the ladders and the experience rendered him terrified of ladders and heights. I remember him venturing half way up a ladder when I was a boy and my mum having to fetch a neighbour to get him down as he became unable to move.
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    Bulwell is number one. Having spent 44 years there until last year it can't be bettered !
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    Used to think my 'Granville Bike' was a pulling machine Jill,......when i was 15 and working at Marsdens on Bestwood Estate,...i was in love with a girl called 'Dolly' and often gave her a lift in me 'Basket'............sadly it came to an end when her Dad saw me pass a 28 Bus going down Hove road (a very steep sharp hill) with her giggling in the basket...........he was on the Bus..........lol.
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    Some interesting stuff here. I have worked for three haulage company's in Nottingham, James Gamble and Son at Carlton, Brickyard Road, I think, I used to cycle up from Snienton to Bakersfield and cut through somewhere near St. Johns church. I was just turned fifteen and worked as a grease monkey, cleaning and maintaining the trucks, Atkinson's, AEC's, Leyland's etc. Jimmy had a contract with British Gypsum at Gotham, I learned to reverse trailers down there. Back at base drivers used to come into the yard eager for a cuppa in the on site café, I use to drive the trucks to the diesel pump and fill em' up and clean the screen and park em' up, the driver would usually give me a tip or a lift home. A few years later after leaving the army I got a job with someone called Smith at Basford near the gasworks hauling coal from Linby to Wisbech, didn't stick this long, didn't like the slow lumbering Albion and its five speed box! Next I moved on to Huskingsons and Son [Jess] at Bobbers Mill, slightly better trucks and a slightly more interesting run, usually Hull Docks for butter and pork, half pigs to be precise, occasionally Liverpool Docks or Manchester, I was even sometimes a "Hell Driver" driving a four wheel Dodge tipper, I was here until the laws came in introducing HGV tests, if I had stayed I would have been exempted from testing, I had been driving all classes for more than the prescribed period, but I left for something smaller, at first a Morris Minor pickup and then a Transit Pickup for Nottingham Electrical Repairs of Basford, just up from the Raven pub, handy for the early knock-off on a Friday! I left this job to become a rock n roll super-star, but that is definitely another story! PS: My sister has just informed me our dad, who I never knew, drove for a firm called Rhodes at Plantagenet Street, Leenside.
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