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My Aunt, who lived in an end house on Green Lane Clifton, didn't have an outside toilet, but she had a downstairs toilet, to the left as you entered the front door(which was on the side of the house, probably due to being an end house)? She also had one upstairs as part of the bathroom. I don't know if it was built like that or added later. I don't remember it being any different, I only remember it from the 1960s.

Sorry to read about your Mum nonna. I hope She is ok and you get the chance to be with her soon. We will be thinking of you all .x

PASTRIES, Who said PASTRIES...........Can I come Anawl.

Sorry I'm late at the choir meetings benj, I blame .........erm. Me! We drove through the town We drove through the country Benj showed them how his motor could go He said how do you like my triple carbureter And one of them whispered low. Over to you choir........ Promise you I didn't cheat and look it up

I will never understand why restrictions are being lifted when the unseen virus is still infecting people. Too soon to be safe!

If it wasn't for our daily early morning 2hrs cycle rides I would be more browned off than I am. We do go to Morrisons etc, but completely masked, hands sanitised on the way in and again on the way out. The thing is, I am getting to the stage where I wonder if I will ever feel comfortable being among people again. We have lost two holidays, deposits yet to be sorted. The two weeks at Skeg, end of May, we are waiting to see what the site decide to do. ( We don't want to go this year if they offer it later?)The holiday at Deal, is being held for next year at the end of July. Hubbies

My condolences To you all Oldphil. The brass plaque sounds like a good idea, it will make the bench even more special.

My condolences as well Jill. I'm sure your memories are special and will always stay with you.

He's probably watching you Jill, with a twinkle in his eye. He is missed by many.

I could no more sit in a cemetery for one moment and enjoy the peace and quiet. I don't find anything relaxing in sitting among graves, seeing the names and ages of the people who have passed on can be quite sad, especially if i knew the person. We all have our own outlook on Cemeteries, and we are entitled to them, even if they are different to our own thoughts. I have respect for what ever peoples thoughts on the subject are and whether it's different or the same as mine. That is OK.

We have a German Cemetery on Cannock Chase and it is kept immaculately neat and clean. All in perfect rows of white stones with inscriptions. I imagine when family come to England to visit the resting place of their loved ones, they can go home knowing they have been buried with respect and care. Thankfully not in run down unloved graves. It doesn't matter to me whether a graveyard is neglected or immaculate, they all give me the creeps. As a teenager, I hated walking up Arnold Lane past the Churchyard, and when I go now to Gedling Cemetery to visit the family Grave, I still get the same feel

OK Thank you for the information.

Just returned home from our daily excercise by the canals. Must say it was blowing a gale. Hubby reckons it was the strongest wind he has cycled against since he was a teenager cycling his way to college. I feel quite proud to say It didn't beat me into walking. Very Autumnal though!!!! This year the tow paths are overrun with 'Cow Parsley'. It certainly looks so pretty, as far as you can see along our stretch of the Staffs and Worc canal, the banks are pure white both sides. I have never seen it like this before, I wonder if it is anything to do with lack of pollution (due to so

Visiting Wilford Hill last year, as I do 2/3 times a year, I realised I was walking up the wrong row of graves, so carefully and respectfully I went to move through the graves to the correct row. The grass was above ankle deep and quite wet. As i walked around the one grave, the earth gave way and my foot dropped into emptiness up to my ankle. The grass was the only thing that was stopping subsidence, and I had the experience of discovering that. I don't feel comfortable in graveyards, and this experience strengthened this feeling. but while I'm still on this earth, I will always

Not a lot shocks us at our age BK. I must say, you look very with it, with your designer stubble. All you need now a gold earring and a cravat.

I counted the spaces in the packet ................after the fact. No No not THAT photo. I blame Trogg!

Not doing too bad on the weight score. No gain, probably due to our 12mile cycle every morning, thanks to the mild weather we haven't missed a day lately. I do have a problem with biscuits though, I have just downed 7 custard creams. I didn't mean too, I forgot to count.

Your correct CT. Not that I needed to look. Just curiosity....as you do.

Happy Anniversary to you both Letsavagoo. The sun is shining for you today.

Thank you WIll2017, You have cleared up a hazy memory for us. Things get a bit foggy these days. I'm sure benj will be pleased to read of the location as he too has memories of the Juke Box.

Referring back to my post about the Juke Box location. I got it all wrong. Soz. Hubbs believes it was down stairs in a pub opposite the pier, no idea what it was called, but we did used to end up in 'The Long Bar' up tuther end. Basically, we went anywhere that we could sneak in, being as in 1964 we where only sweet sixteen. I blame SueB48 for leading me astray.....well she was two weeks older than me and she still is???.

'Nowt wrong with a Cobbler BK, especially when it's on top of a delicious Beef Stew'

I was a bit obsessed with it, we spent a lot of our holiday dosh in that place. (Not that we had much) We were mostly under drinking age to go in a lot of places, but we got away with it in there. One Whiteways Cider would last us hours. All good fun!

Yes I do benj, I have a photo of us in there, must find it. We always called it 'The Long Bar', right up the far end of the road, on the corner. Not sure if that was its proper name though. It had the Juke box with the videos. The one that stays in my mind was 'Screaming Lord Sutch singing Jack the Ripper'. You can see the video on You Tube. I can't remember if it was a tanner or a bob to play it.

Yes benj, I definitely remember Skegness 1963. I must have a chat with SueB48, your pictures look very familiar. lol.