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I knew Phil Tizzard quite well being friends and classmates at Redhill. We didn't see each other that much after leaving and starting work but re-connected when we used to have a drink with him in the Arnold Working Men's Club where my mum & dad used to go. I can still remember hearing the news and being shocked to the core. I believe it was a close family member that was the perpetrator and was found out when they were overhead talking about it in the Cherry Tree Club

Back in the 80's when we lived in Long Eaton there was 30 minutes difference between last orders in Notts and Derbyshire. We used to drink in The Beech Tree in Beeston, as a friend's father used to keep it, where last orders was 10:30pm. We'd order and drink up quickly then make the mad dash up to The Half Crown in Long Eaton where last orders were 11pm. There'd be quite a convoy of cars making the crossing over the border!!

@benjamin1945 No more dancing on a Saturday night unfortunately, looks like The Tiger has gone It seems it was converted sometime around 2016/2017

@benjamin1945we lived in Long Eaton for a couple of years when we got married in 1984 and The Tiger was a biker pub in those days. Used to go in for a pint occasionally with a workmate Saturday dinner when we'd finished but it wasn't the kind of pub to take @RadFordee dancing on a Saturday night

Back home again

Spend a penny? Talk about inflation......it now costs 40p to pee in Skeg Vegas...So much that they now offer the option of card payments!!!

@Beekay they were absolutely delicious, skinless & boneless haddock. I think the weird Day-Glo stripe is sunlight! P.s. I'll keep my eye out for your candyfloss but make no guarantees about it getting to you with the kids in the car

Skeg Vegas, sunshine, grandkids, fish & chips what more could you want? Ice cream and doughnuts later!

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https://postimg.cc/gallery/16SXwGn Try this Someone has written 1851 on them, however as they show British schools dated 1868 & The Ebenezer Church dated 1865 I've got my doubts

@Stuart.C Many thanks for the above information and what you say about the blacksmith becoming a garage makes perfect sense. Knowing where they lived and the fact that the birth was registered in Basford, it must have been a good trek that my grandma made as I can't imagine there was much in the way of public transport up that way in 1920. I'll post the scans of the map later when I've got a bit more time

Also amongst the papers we picked up when my mum died were numerous birth, death, marriage certificates etc. On the birth certificate of my uncle my grandparents address, in February 1920, is stated as Lea Pool Cottages Mansfield Road. I know Lea Pool area is at the top of Redhill but on modern maps I can't find any indication for the cottages. Anyone help please?

Yes that's the one I've got along with the top end of Arnold. Mine looks like a copy of a copy which we found in my mum's things when she died

Not sure whether these would be of interest to the forum but I have a copy of, what would have been hand drawn, 19th century map of Arnold. I've scanned it but I'm not sure how to go about posting, and where to post, the two images. They're approx 500 & 600kb respectively. Any help would be appreciated

And probably incredibly expensive if it's anything like Derby Royal Hospital. My advice is to buy the chips from the van, it'll be cheaper and less painful in the long run

@Beekay how far is the hospital? To get the chip pan removed from your head when Mrs. BK crowns you with it......You really will be a king then!!

@Beekay 22 miles!? Hope they're worth it

@RadFordeesays you can only take me anywhere twice.....the 2nd time to apologise!!

@Oztalgian I made my first trip to Nagoya in 2003 but can't recall going in a Hub then either. There are actually two, big Hub in Sakae which is the one in the picture and little hub which is further down the main drag in Fushimi, near The Elephant's Nest, Shooter's American sports bar and what was the Hard Rock Café which is now a Hooters bar. Stayed in the Tokyu Palace a couple of times myself

@benjamin1945 when I was a glazier for Arkwright Glass, in 1985'ish, we had a contract to glaze MFI stores up and down the country. One night someone decided to create a new entrance to the store in Alum Rock and we had to go down there and re-glaze it a couple of days later Interesting neighbourhood to say the least. When we went into the Alum Rock pub later we were the only white faces in there but we were made to feel welcome

Once asked for gravy in a chip shop in Alum Rock Birmingham and the woman serving looked at me like I'd arrived from another planet! Also had a mate from Milton Keynes who, during a discussion about food, offered up the opinion that "all you northerners are uncultured, you put gravy on your chips"

Had a reasonable facsimile of fish & chips in The Hub "British pub" in Nagoya Japan. The place gets packed with Japanese trying authentic English food

Canards dropped off

@Stuart.C Yes I've seen the footage but never connected the two, you're quite probably right. One of the most graphic descriptions of low flying, and the reflexes required, was in a book called Tornado Down written by the two aircrew who were shot down in the first Gulf War, John Peters & John Nichol. The fractions of seconds, at mach speeds and feet off the ground, to react is nothing short of awe inspiring. When you hear stories like their's it's easy to see they are cut from the same cloth as the crews that fought in WW2

Several years ago I was mountain biking in Wales at Coed y Brenin riding up a steep incline with a valley dropping off to my left. Cold, wet & tired, feeling like getting off the bike and walking, I became conscious of a noise from behind and turned to see a pair of Tornadoes following the valley. What a fantastic sight to see and as they flew out of sight the noise started to swell again and a Typhoon flew down the valley following the Tornadoes, contrails swirling from it's wingtip, into the distance. What a lift it gave me, hairs standing up on the back of my neck and forgetting to fee