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Cooperative arts theatre, Janice Gentry and dancing, Su Pollard who used to pop round to the Gentry's occasionally and Berridge school lots of parallels but little knowledge of the names I threw out in the Berridge forum. This leads me to conclude that me and my lot were from the Radford Road, Forest Fields side of Hyson Green and you and others were from the Gregory Boulevard, Nutthal Road side of Hyson Green. This seems to be confirmed by the shops you used being all down that end whilst we used to shop on The Green.

I could have got it wrong. Did David Holmes aspire to being a professional?

Testing my memory, Meadows Boys Club put on Under Milk Wood one year, probably mid 60's where the key role is tha narrator in this case a teenage boy who was absolutely brilliant. They won all the awards that year. The teenager was going on to be a professional actor. Can anyone rember him and what happened to him.

It certainly is. Janice's mother was a short but large woman. I used to pick Jan up from dancing. Liz, the eldest was short (4ft 11in to my 6ft 4in) and stocky. Terry was a little taller (all of 5ft 3in) and slim. Betty, the mother was a GI bride and migrated to the USA. Things did not go well as her husband discovered alcohol in a big way and ended up burning himself to death in bed whilst drunk (although his liver was failing as well). Betty went to the US in 1946 struggled through to 1964 and with the death of her husband returned to her home town Nottingham. I think we must ha

I wonder, I used to play badminton at the girls club as well. There was a slim blonde girl who was quite good who I both played with and against. I used to use my 6ft 4in height to good advantage. We're you that petite blonde girl? With regard to the boys club I worked with Cyril on the drama festival performances. We ended up winning the local, regional competitions and got to put on a performance at the Royal Festival Hall. The dramatic ending was hanging someone on stage (safely I might add). Pat Gibbons was the victim and David Bullous was the accidental executioner. I built the rig

Grundy Street I know. Trevor Davys is not a name I recall. Let's try something different. I met an American girl around 1965. She came up to me and told me she was going to marry me. She was 15 at the time. Liz Gentry was her name she was the eldest of three sisters the others were Theresa (Terry) and Janice. They all lived above the funeral shop at the Bentink Road end of Radford Road. I wonder if you know any of them. Oh by the way, I married Liz in 1970.

What happened to Rodney Fogg? Anyone know what happened to Trevor Tarbox? They were two of the good guys. The Nutthal Road annex was where we had sports, football, cricket, athletics etc. We used to have to skoff school dinner at a great rate of knots in order to get there in time. Another friend of mine has popped into my mind. Robert Millot (I think that's how you spell his name) he lived on Berridge Road the other side of Radford Road. His father used to breed bulldogs. They had an extremely smelly back yard. Another guy who was a couple of years behind me was

I moved to Hyson Green in 1949 as a 4 year old to Craven Street to be more precise. We moved to be near my grandmother and the rest of the Beal family who lived on Berridge Road and Hazelwood Road. It was reckoned to be a rough area mainly because of the Lenton Street slums which nostalgia aside were dreadful. The flats that were built to replace them quickly turned into modern slums. The area of Hyson Green down from Radford Road to Berridge Schol seemed to be made up of small communities all looking after each other. My introduction to Hyson Green was to see two pair of eyes looking th

Mr. White was the woodwork teacher when I was there still in the hut by the road though. I still have a bookcase that I made whilst there it being over 60 years old now. I say I made it but Mr. White "assisted" me somewhat. Mr. Cheeseman's nickname had been shortened to just Buff when we had him and he had difficulty managing some of the classes. There were some real nutters at the school in my time. Whilst not one of the nutters Ian Woodward was the class hard man even though of diminutive stature. He was also a fabulous artist particularly drawing. Letsavagoo posted a pict

Hyson Green Boys Club started out in an old Methodist chapel on Archer Street. Just before I joined in 1958 (I think because all were welcome) Reg Jones became the youth leader there, Skip we used to call him. He revitalised the club and really got it going. When they cleared the Lenton Street slums they took down the chapel as well. However, the boys club was given some land and Skip organised a large loan to have a new building put up. I remember helping to dig footings in fact a whole lot of the members of the club helped to build the place by doing unskilled donkey work. Now so

I moved to Hyson Green in 1949 as a 4 year old to Craven Street to be more precise. We moved to be near my grandmother and the rest of the Beal family who lived on Berridge Road and Hazelwood Road. It was reckoned to be a rough area mainly because of the Lenton Street slums which nostalgia aside were dreadful. The flats that were built to replace them quickly turned into modern slums. The area of Hyson Green down from Radford Road to Berridge Schol seemed to be made up of small communities all looking after each other. My introduction to Hyson Green was to see two pair of eyes looking th

Jack Challans, or something like that, looked after PE. His principle weapon of torture was a well worn plimsoll. Mr. Green took us for cricket and was notorious for having favourites. Alan Weatherall, Brian Storey and particularly Roger something were his key cricketers. I was excluded as he considered me dangerous. It was great fun when I played against him a few years later. I really had him ducking and weaving. Writing these notes has really triggered some memories and stories from those times. Let me know if you would like me to continue.

You ask about teachers at that time, well here goes. Derek Kirk was the music teacher. He was quite young and very committed. He created a school orchestra based around the 3 violinists I mentioned earlier. I was taught cello by Mr Kirk and had a ball visiting other schools and Bridgewater Hall in the Meadows. Mr Kirk fell out with me for a while as I broke Michael Fletcher's arm whilst horsing around in the school playground. Mr. Merrick taught history. A basically quiet man who kept control of a potentially unruly class by being interesting. Mr. Baldwin taught Maths and was a strap happy lu

Whilst Chick Zamic was famous for his ice hockey exploits he also played basketball with our side out of Peoples College of Further Education. Whist quite short for the sport he was energetic and skilful and great fun to play with. I wonder who else remembers him in this context.

Just been wandering through for the first time having just tripped over the forum about Berridge. I was at the school 1956 to 1960. I saw the question about some called Greig from that time a good cricketer and footballer. That would be Gordon Greig who was in my class. Our form teacher was Mr Leigh who held a masters degree and was strict but very good. The headmaster was W D Briggs a great guy who took a small group of us and coached so that we could take GCE. One of my great friends was Michael Fletcher a superb violinist who went on to play with Saddlers Wells before he became ill. Jo