katyjay

Who remembers the saying 'how's ya mother off for dripping?'. The lads would say it then laugh like a drain. I never did know what they were on about. Anyone?

I don't think this is a Nottm saying, more a general one. This one's for the ladies, if your underskirt was showing below your dress, someone would tell you by saying 'Charlie's Dead'. Without even looking, you'd hike it up through your clothes.

As we came down the front path, my dad would say 'shut gate, keep the flies out'

Nah can't be Beckham's wife, too fat!

Crikey, now we've got her back, we can't shut her up!!! Just kidding Anne. glad to see you are posting lots and lots, which always leads to other subjects. We Nottinghamites sure can reminisce.

Sheeeee's Baaaaaack! Welcome back me owd duck. Kath from Cinderhill

it looks luvly me duck.

[waving hand in the air] Me me me!

If someone did something my mam thought was taking a liberty, she'd say 'he's got the cheek of Lambley Jack' I never did find out who Lambley Jack was!

I lived near to you Frank on Amesbury Circus. Deepdene Way came off our street up into Broxtowe. Maybe the sayings were from that area.

Aaah, the days before telly! Our parents never saw such a thing before the 50's, so entertained themselves and others.

My mum also said 'sh*t with sugar on' or 'a run round the table' for pudding. [she was a Basfordite] Did anyone else's dad say 'pull my finger' and he let one rip? I thought he was so clever!

A bit late, but I found out the old People's College Technical school was on College St, between the Cathedral and The Ropewalk.

I liked mine hard, the harder the better. [you can take that any way you want, but I'm talking about goosegogs] Also liked sour rhubarb, and lemons. Couldn't do that nowadays.

How about eating green goosegogs and making yer tabs laff.

In the 60's came the cheap package holidays. Folks could go abroad for the first time ever. I think I was the first in our family to have a passport, when I went to Lloret de Mar with 3 other girls from my office. It was September 1965, I was 18. We booked it through Martin Rooks brochure, it was 2 weeks, all in [with air fare] and cost 18 guineas. The plane was a prop, not a jet. Where to and when was your first holiday abroad?

How about 'I see dead people' [6th Sense]

LOL

How about the smell of tar when it was hot and the tar on the street started to go soft, near the kerb. [where there weren't any chips in the tar] You could sit on the kerb and pick at it.

I saw a remedy for coughing. You put Vicks vapour rub on the soles of your feet, then socks, and it's supposed to stop you coughing through the night. I don't know how it works, but it's supposed to. Try it and let me know!

Kinda reminds me of Calendar Girls when one of the ladies is posing nude infront of some cakes. Helen Mirren says 'we're gonna need bigger buns'

My mind must be playing tricks, I didnt' think that bit of Vernon Rd was very far from where Western Blvd went into Valley Rd [?] I figured it was near enough to sniff the soap factory [even if I didn't!]

Sorry to hear that Mick, hope you're soon better.

It's funny but I can never remember Gerrards Soap Factory smells, and I must have smelled them, I crossed Basford Crossings every Sat for my first 7 yrs, not that far away. A few years later I visited my aunt and uncle who had the big wallpaper shop just over Basford Crossings, [steve Clarke's] still no memory of the smell. Rob, I don't remember a Barton bus up and down Bells Lane, I thought they were all corpo buses. The only one I remember going from Bulwell to Bilborough was the number 55, which I'd catch to Bulwell sometimes. I'm amazed at the length of the route of the #32.

I think I've got my lines crossed Mick, my husband went when it was an old technical secondary school. You must have gone to the new building at the bottom of Maid Marian Way?