poohbear

It was a very neglected area at the end but must have looked charming when a lot of the buildings were still timber framed many years before.With a bit of imagination,and modern reproductions of small windowed shop fronts,a Victorian look could have been reintroduced to have made a shopping street with character.

An American outfit opened a big shop in Leicester in the sixties with a fantastic menu of pancakes and ice cream. Naturally the stick in the mud English folks wouldn't try something new, and it was closed in three months.No pizzas and stuff in those days...fish n chips and that was your lot.People weren't adventurous in those days.

Somebody posted a 'guess where' photo on here a while back.Darned if I can find it.It was a shot of the ring road at the junction with University Boulevard,before the flyover was built....anyway I just found this...thought it might interest.

Go back in time and find out... !rotfl!

Your very being depends on the tiniest twist of fate...that farmgirl....if her cold hadn't got better and she hadn't gone to the village dance in 1728 where she caught the attention of your G/G/G/G/G/G/G/Grandfather....You wouldn't be here now.It boggles the mind when you think about it. Think of the farmgirl in Bavaria at the same time....if she'd stayed home maybe Hitler would never have been.

Go forward one week and get the worldwide lottery results....then come back. That would do me!

Hard to explain today...If you go to the end of Bridlemith gate to Low pavement.The top of Drury hill was smack opposite...An entrance to Broad Marsh today. As it was... And now....you can recognise the windows on the Regency House that remains. It went from there down to the old Broad Marsh.

It's the way the bruvvers wear 'em in the States innit?...You know what I'm sayin'?

It was one of four gatehouses on a Ducal estate in the 1700s.On the sale of the estate in the 1800s it was dismantled and re-erected on it's present site on yet another estate in Cambridgeshire.This in turn no longer belongs to the aristocracy but the building remains.When I stayed there it had a single story kitchen to the left which has since disappeared. Those Yew trees were there when I was a kid in the early fifties.I would imagine originally those square sections on the front would have had coats of arms in them. Bit off topic but so what Eh?

It's now a posh weekend retreat cottage..a couple staying there showed me the booklet printed out with a flowery history of the building.I enjoyed sending an Email to the present owners telling them how many mistakes they had in their brochure...ie the positions of windows and doors,fireplaces and staircases etc. They didn't acknowledge my mail or alter their brochure,preferring their version of history to mine. They had builders alter no end of the buildings features internally and then printed that these were all original. Such as it being a two storey building when built...pity that seeing

I lived here on and off for a few years when little...the loo was down the garden...which was full of chickens.Whenever I used it 'Auntie' Flo accompanied me with a sweeping brush to ward off the worlds most vicious rooster...It made each visit a ruddy nightmare.

It wasn't that remarkable...many of the shop fronts had been chopped and changed over the years.But at one time it was a through route from South to North,and being so narrow it had character. The annoying thing is,along with the cave systems it could have been built around. And with the right tenants could have been a major attraction for the city. You can see from this picture that it was a slum area in Victorian days and was in need of the Acme Roofing Company...but it is sadly missed.

Use photobucket...no probs.

You having trouble with your worms again Mick?...

A couple of those lads do seem to have a teddy boys quiff.

I would be amazed if an RSPCA employee knew the difference between a male or female magpie let alone able to diagnose a stroke.I've been watching,keeping, breeding and treating birds since 1955 and I certainly wouldn't know. There are a hundred reasons why a bird should get sick,and certainly a wild bird allowing you to approach and handle it is in a bad way indeed.Apparent tameness is usually a sign of a very sickly bird,unless it's an escapee. The RSPCA are not set up to look after wild birds and will usually release or destroy any that are left with them.Personally I would seek out one of

It surprised me when researching my own family just how often they were either boarders or in turn had boarders themselves.Not just the odd single bloke but whole families sharing a run of the mill terraced house. This of course was long before the growth of housing in the twentieth century.Nottingham folks just had to share what was available. It must have been a boom time for landlords in those days,and I hate to think of the conditions and evictions that people had to put up with in the early days. My family like many others were in the hosiery and lace trade...not well off people by any

They get plenty of help, but constant wars,overpopulation and corruption means it's an ever empty pot.

For those that looked at the earlier maps and were thinking back to what it must have looked like, here is Market street... But just 15 years earlier and before the slums had been cleared Market Street was very different and extremely narrow... The start of the demolition of the Rookery...

Room to let on Sun Street... Unbelievable that people had rooms above the ash pit toilets.Cleared out every year or so and these shown shared by over 200 people... And kids nowadays think they're hard done to if made to tidy their room...

These 'Alleys' are the few remaining yards from Victorian days.The cramped housing of the 1800s created them with houses crammed together and the yards being the means of access.Scouting through the 1881 maps shows just how many there were in old Nottingham.Hurts yard in the middle of the first map. But for really packed housing,over Market Street was the area known as 'The rookery' with yards galore running from Parliament Street to the Square.This was one of the worse disease ridden areas of Nottingham along with Narrow Marsh with little or no sanitation.Nearly all demolished at the end

Swan fight years ago just after dawn on Clumber Park.Pair enters anothers territory and can't back off because their cygnets are trapped...So the cobs began a fight that lasted nearly an hour.Both gave up when exhausted. Click on picture.

Glad my name jogged a memory for you... Electrical appliances without the flippin' plug attached.

They were easier to see through too...

Thank you for your detailed description...I'm sure males on here are very grateful and needed their memories jogging with regard to the appearance of this female fashion item. The method of pulling them on the legs and clipping to the said suspender belt seems to have slipped my memory.... a short resume of the method used would be most helpful...but please explain this sloooooowly so we can savour remember the application.