Charlie

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  1. Have to say out of all music genres I cannot abide motown!!!!!!!!

    So what are you doing on the post for your favourite motown song? Duh!

    Kev did put Groovin' on one of his later CDs - North of Watford 2 - along with Spooky's day off

    He put footsie on Lost Hits and Golden memories.

    So I think you'll find he does listen - after all he wants you to buy his stuff - and there is some very good stuff on his compilations

  2. > A man died and went to Heaven. As he stood in front of the Pearly

    > Gates,

    > he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.

    >

    > He asked, "What are all those clocks?"

    >

    > St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on earth has a

    > Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock move."

    >

    > "Oh", said the man. "Whose clock is that?"

    >

    > "That's Mother Teresa's", replied St. Peter. "The hands have never

    > moved,

    > indicating that she never told a lie."

    >

    > "Incredible", said the man. "And whose clock is that one?"

    >

    > St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have

    > moved

    > twice, telling us that Abraham told only two lies in his entire life."

    >

    > "Where's Gordon Brown`s clock?" asked the man.

    >

    > Brown`s clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

    You'd be able to fly a plane with it.

  3. I have been into the back room of the site and after dusting away a few cobwebs and removing a couple of dead bodies I found that there was one person waiting to be validated, this person has now been validated care of Bip the head hunter.

    So welcome Mitch.

    Bip.

    Bip - you're a bit of a dark horse on the quiet - Ninja, Mossad agent and now Techno wizzard! I am dead impressed!

  4. I heard today that two of the Town's old night-club managers have passed away -

    Mickey Norton who managed Annabelles and was my bessie mate for a long time

    Alan Cotterell - Who managed the Penny and Scamps as it became

    Wherever they are, I wish them well

  5. Its not local Shaun Keaveny breakfast show on BBC 6 music plays some cracking stuff & good guests , just listening to Tuesday 8 July's show ...

    This was on the radio? Bloody hell! Mind you, for a while I had Internet radio from the States - no Djs just music and you could go in and select 'music in the style of' and it would then tell you a little about the artist's style - their music - the key they played it in and so on. I really heard some great stuff. Then they wrote and said they weren't allowed listeners from outside the States. Does anyone know if there is anything like it in the UK (or anywhere that we can listen to)?

  6. Hi Charlie I'll give you a spin on the back sometime!!..I take it you're a young un then..missed the swinging 60's

    pete c....still riding a vespa

    I grew up in the Potteries - which I think did miss the swinging sixties. I went straight from me pushbike to me mum's fiat 500! I thought I was a hippie - long hair, Kaftan the works. There were clubs and mods and stuff - I think the Golden Torch was the big one, but I only ever made it to the Place. It wasn't till my second year in Nottingham - in '71 I think that I shared a flat with an out and out clubber and we stazrted going to the hippo. He made me go without me specs - because girls don't like men in specs. All it meant was that I couldn't see how he always pulled the better looking of the two we were dancing with!

  7. I can tell you a story about a couple of guys who lived up at the top of Sherwood Street - in a flat over a garage that used to be there. One night after tripping the light fandango, they decided a few bones would be a perfect addition to the interior design of their flat, so they walked across Forest road and into the cemetary - at the top end of the amphitheatre.

    Stumbling about in the dark, looking for a way to acquire some of the aforementioned bones they came across what appeared to be a crocodile - which freaked them out more than just a little. Scared witless they legged it back to their flat. They decided that, upon reflection, this had been an hallucinatory crocodile brought on by the mushroom soup they'd had for tea and the stress of stumbling about in the dark.

    They believed that until the read the next day's evening post which ran a story about an escaped crocodile that had been caught in the cemetary............

    Bit of a close encounter of the wrong kind!