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Couple a week if that....maybe they know I've got nowt. Paul.

I'm not from your neck of the woods...but welcome. Paul.

Sorry you're having to adjust the thread Mick I guess the subject is WAR whichever way you look at it. Paul.

Guess what we would do if Anglesey declared independance tomorrow and started arming itself?

Olympics..."The coming together of all nations every four years to promote peace and understanding in the pursuit of human excellence." Working a treat 'aint it?...........

Stan Marshall the gunsmith used to be on Winchester street Sherwood.

Found a pic of Bunneys bikes...

A quiet walk round the rock cemetry or St.Mary's in the city can be very thought provoking.Most of the gravestones I noticed are horizontal and quite heartbreaking. Dozens and dozens of them with babies names on from birth to five years old.Some stones with ten names on,many with the same surname. Mortality rates were horrific...I wonder how many working class women in the early years of the 20th century DIDN'T lose one or two children,if not more.My own Mother lost one younger sister to diptheria. Paul.

Where from...Newsagents??

******************* That's a very good point... Any of you out there with elderly relatives...get 'em talking.Not just about their lives but what their parents and grandparents told them...You'll be surprised how much interesting info is bottled up because 'I didn't think you'd be interested' ...Parents tend to pass on stories about the war or a coronation and ignore all the other stuff....Ask them about their school and their first job,boy/girlfriend,visit to the pictures,trip to the seaside etc. My Mother died a couple of years back aged just over 100...I didn't have a compute

Another memory from my Mother was living in Llanberis Grove,Nuthall Rd during world war 2.My Dad was in the R.A.F. and while he was away a land girl was billeted on her in the spare room.No choice in those days the powers that be placed people helping the war effort where they liked. She said the girl was very pleasant,going to work at the crack of dawn each morning.My Mother never noticed anything unusual,and after about a year the girl left. Shortly afterwards another girl was placed with her and Mother decided to give the room a good clean.Under a load of clutter in the wardrobe Mother sp

Kingstons?....was that in later years? It was only pushbikes when I was round there. Paul.

Only went in there once for a coffee after a row with a girlfriend.I Must have been about 19/20 years old.Opposite was an attractive woman in her forties sitting looking unhappy with a large suitcase at her side.She looked over once or twice,and shortly after she left I went to my car and passed her walking carrying the case.On impulse I pulled up and she walked up to the passenger door and said..."Where shall I put the case?".....Talk about a line from a 'B' Movie. Anyway...It turned out she'd had a row with her old man and was leaving him.We went for a drink and the rest 'aint gonna be put

I worked as a lad at the Crawford Biscuits depot in the rail yards on Wilford Rd.After loading we all used to go for breakfast at that cafe...I think it was the Midland Cafe if the old brain cells are correct.The bike shop was Bunnies opposite the old dole office. Paul.

I first came on here a short time back...Most of the posts are from the 60s/70s brigade (Me included) rabbitting on about Pubs ,Clubs,DJs, and stuff over the last 40 years. Have any of you lot ever had a chat to your parents or grandparents about old Nottingham?...What did they have to say? My old Mum was very hard to talk to about her childhood as it was a time of extreme poverty and she didn't really want to talk about it...When she was 17 she worked for Imperial Typewriters in Leicester...catching the train each morning in Nottingham at 6-30 am and getting back at 7pm all for nineteen an

My last delivery each week was a shop near the Towers pub...I used to nip down Drury Hill in a Moggie Thousand regularly.That day I was in a J2 van and forgot how tight the road was until I got to the bend. That other picture's just one off the Web...no idea where. Paul.

Came across this picture today...reminded me of driving down Drury Hill in a 10cwt van years ago when I nearly did the same thing.

Can't stand people who pussyfoot around and don't say what they're thinking....

Yes....And it's very worrying...

It's not a case of a good education...I went to a bog standard school and left with sod all in the exam department...I was in a class of 45/46 for years...it's called listening to what you're taught and not pratting about in class. 30 odd years ago kids were taught spelling and grammar aren't important it's the content that matters ...Crap...it was then and it is now. The kids in the 'D' steam in my day could speak and write a damn sight better than today.The teachers and their so called superiors have a lot to answer for. Paul.

Gordon Long and Gibson ran Midland Carpets before going into the club racket.They had about 6 branches, one on Alfreton Road Nottm.Both of them came across as wide boys and made a few quid out of carpets when fully fitted was the new in thing.They both had Jags when I worked for them for a few months, and neither missed an opportunity when a gullible punter was in the shop.

You will probably find now that a thousand years of lawmaking and strife fought for by our ancestors has been given away by our 'Mother of Parliaments' and is in the hands of a junior clerk in Brussels. Rule Brittannia...I don't think so. And it won't matter who you vote for the tossers have given away our heritage. Paul.