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Hi Zacsmum, laughed at the newspaper on the table. All these little stories are wonderful and we should put a book together about growing up in the 50' and 60's.

Alison, we did 'one potato' etc when eliminating someone to find who was going to be 'it'. We'd stand in a circle, fists out front, and one by one, the hands were eliminated, a bit like eeny meeny miny mo.

Thanks, Ayup, I'd have never got Bells.

Roger, I was also going to say about the railway bridges. We had Babbington Colliery and Broxtowe Colliery in my neck of the woods. We had a level crossing over Bells Lane, then a bridge over Broxtowe Lane, a crossing over Melbourne Rd, and the coal trains ran into Newcastle Wharf, across from the Newcastle Arms. All gone now. Also bridges over Nuthall Rd, outside Babbington, when the road was much narrower then, and another bridge over Cinderhill Rd. I know the bridge in Bulwell as also gone, which was around Bulwell Lido location. We always shopped at 'Coats and 'ats'. There was another st

I remember that, it was Lunch Box. Jean Morton had the Tinga and Tucker club on that programme too.

Rob, I loved The Elizabethan Seranade. There were a lot of tunes that were good, like The Coronation Scot, Telstar, and a lot of The Shadows.

My dad would make bonfire toffee with black treacle, and peanut brittle with toasted peanuts. This is the only time of year he would make these 2 things.

Here they can card you if you look under 30. When I buy alcohol from my local Safeway, as it goes through the scanner, the machine beeps to remind the checkout girl to ask for ID. They take one look at me, and you can see them go 'Nah!'

The Commodore at Aspley The Locarno dance hall The old Ice Stadium All of Raleigh offices and factories Players factory on Radford Blve William Crane School Bulwell Lido General Hospital Lyons cafes

Flash bulbs for your camera. You'd take one off the strip, slot it into the top front of your camera, take a flash picture and discard the bulb. Brownie box cameras Hair laquer that you bought a refill for. The refill was in a soft plastic tube, you'd snip off the end and refill your bottle, then squeeze the bottle. This stuff would hold your beehive 'do, in the strongest of hurricanes! Shampoo that came in satchets Nylon stockings held up with a suspender belt. They came seamless or with a seam up the back, in different deniers.

There are a ton of buildings, places etc that have long gone from Nottingham. I'll start the ball rolling. The Black Boy Hotel Central Market Burton's food shop in the arcade Flying Horse pub Drury Hill Gaumont cinema Elite cinema ABC cinema the big Co-op on Parliament St

LOL Alison! That's funny. Yes, we had a bonfire in our back garden and dad would let off the fireworks. Bottle rockets, Catherine wheels pinned to the fence. He'd buy me a box of assorted fireworks. I used to do 'penny for the guy' on the corner near the number 22 bus terminus across the road, and catch folks as they got off the bus. That money went on fireworks too.

We had Redifusion, it would be around 1955, so there'd be BBC and ITV, plus the radio, which played through your TV.

Hi Frank My brother lives just up from the Charles II pub, on Portree Drive. Do you know it?

If we chomped down on a boiled sweet, she'd tell us to stop 'gronking'

Yeah, right! I can remember a lot of things from the 60's though, I think all of us that went through that magical time, can remember all sorts of things, we just need a little nudge to remind us.

hi Alison I have a book called Hit Singles. Top 20 charts from 1954 to 1996. They tell you each month in both the UK and US. I have found it invaluable, as I am usually wrong with the year when guessing a hit.

oo-er, wouldn't it be funny if we knew each other! I must have worked there around 66-67, first I was on the desk as you came in the clubhouse, then I got the barmaid job. The lady who was in charge of the bar was called Connie, blonde, middle aged. We used to have some great parties in that bar, always with a theme. Quite a few tramp's suppers, where they put sawdust down on the carpet, and we all sat on orange crates and had fish and chips out the paper. Another party was roaring twenties, and also a cowboys and indians party. We always dressed the part. I met my husband there, he was in a b

Walking in the cold yesterday morning, my friend asked if my head wasn't cold and I said, nope, where there's no sense, there's no feeling. My mam used to say that.

I'm sure this happens to everyone. You hear a certain song from way back when, and you are immediately transported to a place in time. For me I have two songs Del Shannon's Runaway. I'm sitting on the top stair in my friend's house across the road on Amesbury Circus, listening to her brand new Dansette record player, playing the very first record she got. The Beach Boy's Good Vibrations. I'm 19 yrs old or thereabouts, serving behind the bar at the clubhouse in the bowling alley on Barker Gate. This was my part time job other than my day job. This record played on the jukebox over and

I can't remember the first record I bought, but I thought about what was being played as I started work for the first time on Jan 1st 1962. This is the top 20 in the UK for January. 1 Stranger on the Shore - Mr. Acker Bilk 2 Id' Never Find Another You - Billy Fury 3 Let There be Drums - Sandy Nelson 4 The Young Ones - Cliff Richard 5 Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen - Neil Sedaka 6 Multiplication - Bobby Darin 7 Let's Twist Again - Chubby Checker 8 Moon River - Danny Williams 9 Midnight in Moscow - Kenny Ball 10 Johnny Will - Pat Boone 11 Run to Him - Bobby Vee 12 The Twist - Chubby

Boy, doesn't that living room look small? They looked quite normal when we were kids, but I bet if we went back to our childhood homes, we'd be amazed how small the rooms were. I supposed we had to sit up close to the fire as that was the only heat [in my house, the only heat in the whole house]

I spent many a happy hour at Bulwell Lido, as did thousands of kids from that area. I wondered if it was still around, I guess not.

Those white lines are at the top of Bailey Street. My aunt and uncle lived a few doors down from there. After watching the coronation on their telly [bought specially for the occasion. 9 inch screen] we went to the Duke of Newcastle's coronation party. The beeroff opposite, I used to go in for my gran's jug of ale. She had the poker in the fire ready for my return, when she plunged it in the jug to warm the beer. Yum yum! She lived just round the corner, on Marlow Ave.

I always had fresh squeezed lemon or orange juice, and sugar on mine. But my husband, and now my kids [after seeing him do it] put vinegar and sugar on theirs.