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28 PIECE DANCE ENSEMBLE URGENTLY SEEKS WORK. WOULD CONSIDER BUGSY MALONE OR GILBERT AND SULLIVAN. ALL ENQUIRIES TO THE O2 ARENA.

Cause, course - all the same root. Dondon is deffo Brummie from OND for hand. 'Let's have a chike' from the Dutch Kijk (kike). Remember bobos - maybe because they bob their noggins when they run? One thing that HAS died out in Nottm is the word MOANT. As in 'You moant touch that cake till it's teatime! (musn't - there was never a MO for must, though?) TH

You know, Ayup, being a bit of a languages freak, I was sitting down thinking of the word CORSEY the other week, and it suddenly occurred to me that it's almost certainly going all the way back to 1066 and Norman French! The French still use chausee (show-say) for the pavement, but back then, they'd have pronounced the CH the same as a rough Scottish OCHH. this would make it sound almost identical to 'Corsey'. Which makes us the long distance bearers of a very old word. TH

Wow! Hats off to you on THAT one BAZ! Saw them at the Shepherd's Bush Empire two years ago as part of their 40th and apart from Innes who's gone a bit regal, they're still absolutely barking - particularly Ruskin-Spear. Ade Edmonson did Mr Slater's parrot and The Strain. Merton did the Monster Mash. TH

I wouldn't be surprised - oh, you mean the sport itself! Don't know about that. Last time I saw him was last year. I usually call in at the Canal St Newshouse for a couple before I catch the London train and that's where I ran into him in company with a mutual acquaintance. He knows exactly who I am, but he'll either speak or he won't, depending on how nice he feels. I gave up making the first salutation years ago. If he speaks, then I'll answer. Pleasant chap but always could be a little moodswingy. TH

Think you'll find Mr C was intact, Den. Mr Johns(t)one had the big sheet of skin missing TH

Sent to Collygate circa 64 @ age of five, having twice absconded from Ryehill Nursery and walked home because I didn't want to sleep in the afternoons and no git was gonna make me (regal bloody pest/pain in the arse from birth). I was in Mrs Ruskin's class (6, I recall - the new wooden bit), RIGHT OLD GARGOYLE. Mrs Cheeseman was very popular. I think Mrs Lindley went on to the little nursery up Kinglake St back of the park. Funny, all I seem to recall is hot sunny days in the Meadows then. Apart from the big snows in winter. Great time. Friends included Tuva Brown (still an arsehole), Trevor B

Only recognise you and Bebe. Her sister Karem was in my class. Don't you remember Mr Kennedy and Miss Dudley and Mrs Raven and Mr Jackson? Wonder why they always took the snaps at the bottom of the stairs up to the dining room(yeuuuchhh! I told Mrs Raven not to try and make me eat beetroot or I'd puke and she did and I did!!) All the best to you and Little Pauline, Tom Hathaway xx

Firstly, sorry for having to keep changing IDs but I keep forgetting me codes. Hi everyone, and before the ask, the next book is coming on great. At the time the Fly was being closed, I was cabbing(late 80's) and privvy to quite a bit of over the shoulder info from some of the players involved. At that time the place was earmarked for demolition by its then purchasees - a well known pair of Nottm brothers(shall remain nameless) with zero scruples and a good eye for a fast turnover. Nice blokes, but ruthless and big connections within masonic hall. They were eventually blocked on the demolitio