Winnie6664

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  1. Started with a system from Comet in the mid 70's; Garrard turntable, Rotel amp - 10w x2, crap speakers and a phillips cassette with n AC/DC converter made by a mate. (simple wheatstone bridge etc). Now I have a Linn Sander LP12 (1972 - but brought into the 21st century with external power, new baseboard, lid, hinges, suspension, motor wiring etc, KT88 single-ended tube amp (and a Rega Brio), VAF speakers (from South Australia) Oh yeh and a sub from REL in Wales.

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  2. Things I will never miss: Shippos beer, snow turned to sludge, weak coffee. I do miss Marmite, although since COVID has stopped my yearly stock up, I have discovered "Ourmate" here in Oz - it actually is Marmite! Now all is well in the world. Maybe I do miss Yorkshire Fish and Chips and a curry in Yorkshire or from that place down in Sherwood. Bum like the Japanese flag after that one. And I do miss a pint at the Trip and a go at getting the ring on the horn (not a euphemism).

  3. I was lucky enough to drive my dad's car from early teenage at my uncle's farm. When it came to my 17th birthday, I already had a provisional licence for my motor scooter, so started driving as a learner to town every morning with my dad to catch the bus to school. A few weeks of that and, with no lessons, nipped off school one lunch, dad picked me up, took the test and passed!.Examiner took me out for 3/4 of an hour, plenty of time to stuff up, but luck was with me. Dad was a great help - convinced me to drive 'smooth' and pause in neutral on the gear change. Car was a 100E Anglia Super. I can even remember the rego MNN357E.

  4. Vauxhall Viva - my god, another General Motors catastrophe. Rootes Avenger - pathetic. Hillman Hunter - ha ha. Leyland P76. Often called P38 cos it was half a car. The V8 was scary. Here in Oz they put a 4.1 litre straight 6 from the falcon into the Cortina. OK in a straight line, but come the corner. Also a 3.3 litre which was just as heavy, but slower. But he best of all was the Skoda - that weird little thing with the rear engine. Was it a two stroke? 

     

  5. I remember nicking off school at lunchtime, getting ten bob out of the bank and going to the Grosvenor on my Lambretta for a couple of sneaky pints and a few Players Number 6 in 1970! Last night before emigrating to Oz was at the Savoy in January 1978.

    Went to a Bernie inn with my boss in about 1976 - he asked for a pint and they told him they only served halves. "I'll have two halves then". all class.

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  6. The off licence or "beer off" next to the Dorchester was run in the 60's by an old crone. When decimalisation came in she still marked the prices in LSD and then did a conversion. She sold us single cigarettes when we were broke. 

     

    I attended Mapperley Metho from about 1965-1970. YPF on Sunday night. Cubs, then scouts and youth club on Thursday. Off for a pint afterwards at the Porch until we were told to go further afield. Years at the Plainsman followed.

  7. I had a BSA Bantam (2 actually), AN Excelsior Talisman GT (250 2 stroke twin), AJS 350, DKW Hummle Super, NSU quickly, Lambrettas: TV175 Series 2, Li 150 S2, Li150 S3. I rode all except the Lambos on what is now Carlton Forum - coppers watched but only interfered if we rode them to or from the 'track'.

  8. I had a Morris Minor 1000 traveller. The one with wooden bits. The guy before me plated the floor as it was rotten. By the time I sold it, the plates were rotten too. I could see the road under my feet and the brake cylinder came away from the rotten chassis. Took my workmates out to the Palais, got hopelessly drunk. When I got home, one guy from the back was missing and I'd torn a wing off - still don't know how! One of the guys reckoned a milk float was involved. 

     

    Dolomite sprint had a weird camshaft that acted like a double cam. Seriously quick in those days - coppers drove them. Modern Focus would now blow it away along with Escort BDA and Mexicos.

  9. Anyone remember Norman "Spider" Sullivan from Calverton. Played gigs most nights with his missus up front. He played drums. I worked with him for four years at British Fermentation (a yeast and bakery ingredients firm). He drove the HGV. We all used to go out boozing Monday evenings, I'm talking 1976/1977 mostly, and then go for a stupidly hot curry. Tuesday mornings Spider would say we were shitting through the eye of a needle and told us, when we farted, to "Wipe your arse and call that one a shit". I believe he drummed for Paper Lace, but wasn't taken with them to their one-hit wonder: Billy don't be a hero." Lovely guy. Last caught up with him in about 1991 - had a few pints around Arnold and Calverton. After BFP, he went down the pit.

  10. On 7/13/2013 at 10:03 PM, hippo girl said:

    Did Steve Saxon play with the carpetbaggers ?

     

    On 10/24/2013 at 9:04 AM, mudgie49 said:

    Do you remember Steve Saxon Chrissie?He was an old school mate at Beeston Fields, lived in the Rylands.

    I bumped into him at the Ladbrooke grove festival when I lived in London around 77/78. He looked rough and told me he was going through a bad patch.

    Took him home, he stayed a week and left, never heard from him again.Then his name came up on the thread.Funny old life innit.

    Was it the same Steve who fronted Cisco who used to play at The Imperial on Sunday evenings? We used to chug a heap of beer, watch Cisco (Steve and his Cocker moves) and then off to Maid Marion Way for a Chicken Vindaloo. Next morning we could crap through the eye of a needle and it stung like crazy. Didn't stop us fronting up for it all the following week.

  11. On 8/8/2020 at 7:02 PM, Socram said:

    Good story Paradiddle!  Probably why you never graduated to be a coach.

     

    Walking home from Digby Avenue covered in mud and probably cold and wet, wasn't much fun either. Having to replace the leather nogs on the boots, cleaning the boots and then giving them a coating of Dubbin and Dubbin the leather football - lost arts?  Mending a puncture in the football and lacing it up again wasn't much fun either.

     

    As a goalkeeper, at least heading the ball and getting the lacing on the forehead wasn't an issue, but holding on to a wet slippery ball was.  Remember the goalkeeper's woollen jersey was usually green in those days. mine certainly was. 

     

    I remember winter time, we often had a slide in the icy playground, so asking to be excused during lesson time and a trip to those outside toilets, was often an excuse for an extra slide!  No doubt today's Health and Safety would have them banned.

    And then there was that metal play equipment! No softball under it - just asphalt or concrete. We used to climb over it without thinking. 

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  12. Hi Oztalgian.  We are in Montmorency. I did a bit of contract work in Adelaide after retirement. Lovely place.

     

    On 11/5/2019 at 7:33 AM, Radio Pete said:

    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! 

     

     

    Hi Radio Pete. I am not sure how the reply function works on this site - got me a bit confused! My name is Martin. Oscar Shrive was my great uncle and brother to my nan: Daisy Shrive. I gather Shrive was shortened from Shriver (German?) We used to visit Uncle Oscar in his shop.

     

  13. On 1/13/2018 at 9:53 PM, mikede said:

    Outside toilet block with cricket stumps painted on the wall I seem to remember.... we went to school with football kit on under normal clothes and "changed" in the cloakroom before walking down to Digby.....Teachers..... Mr Teesdale....Mrs Williamson.....Miss King (!!!)

    Teesdale was Head - wooden leg? Gave me the cane for strewing stones. Mrs williamson - last class of primary school - lots of creative writing, basket weaving, clay poe=ttery - I remember the heads some blew up in the kiln. Miss King - hit me on the hand with the side of the ruler. Was she the one that collected the milk caps?

  14. On 10/21/2015 at 5:52 AM, Dikdok said:

    Apparently the Messerschmitt had a few adventures, it also mysteriously appeared behind the pillars of the bike shed one time.

    I recall filling the sinks in the chem lab with gas and blowing the wooden sink cover off, I think it went about 3 feet, but I'd forgotten about the big explosion. Did anyone ever get the blame for it? Remember making nitrogen tri-iodide and putting it on door handles ( it exploded on contact)?

    This is quite fun. My wife thinks I'm having an affair as I spend so much time on the laptop!

    I used to make Nitrogen tri-iodide too. We also mixed sodium chlorate and sugar with water, soaked the board run]bber, dried it out and put match heads in. Also made rockets from cloth with dried sodium chlorate and made flares which we set off in the air raid shelters - we had keys we made after pinching that deaf caretakers' set.