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A Penny Jubbly was a Frozen Orange Drink. :tongue:

Re: Sophia Loren @ #150; wasn't she an Italian STAR?

Super Memories of the penny Jubbly when I was a school girl: Summertime, I used to walk to school and back - which was a fair distance - so that I could pocket my bus fare and buy a frozen Jubbly. Loved sucking its orangeiness, wasn't so good when all of this had been tasted but when the weather was hot and sultry who cared if you were sucking leftover ice! PS: It was a real torment if you called in at a sweet shop for a Jubbly and were told by the shop keeper that they weren't ready, not frozen enough yet! Could anything as bad have happened to a school girl's dream?

Remembering the time of Kenny's huge hit: 'Midnight In Moscow' - 1961 - and how it was the time of the 'Cold War' between Russia and the West. Kenny's hit added a bit of a Romantic feel to a vast, hidden Russia, whose appearance back then was witnessed by the West only on 'May Day' - May 1st - when their 'Weapons of Mass Destruction' - tanks, etc - were paraded in the huge square surrounding 'The Kremlin'. Nikita Krushchev and his wife, wrapped in their huge furs and surrounded by the KGB (Russian Secret Police), presided over the event. Frightening stuff I recall; the televising of the

Treat Days for me began Friday nights and continued over the weekend: Friday nights: I'd be awarded a huge half a crown spending money from my dad - for going errands. Saturday mornings: I'd be awarded sixpence from my mum - for going errands. Saturday mornings: I'd be awarded three shillings from Mrs Woolley, a neighbour - for going errands (the huge amount of money given was worth it, as it was real difficult for me as a kid to work out what Mrs Woolley was saying as she had a short tongue!) Sunday mornings: I'd be awarded two shillings from my grandma and that was just for being her

So sorry to learn of this; such a pleasant leader of his band seemed Kenny. Remember the time when Kenny and his no.1 hit: 'Midnight In Moscow' was constantly being played on the radio; I believe it was a no.1 hit for weeks and weeks. God Bless xx

Hi Babs, so HAPPY that you've earned your Crown.

Right then Mick, you're on: 'You put your right leg in Your right leg out Your right leg in And you shake it all a...... Now then, now then, there's something's wrong. I know: I've only gone and got the wrong dance / wrong song. Silly, old me! PS: Good job there's Google. Yes, 'The Tapioca' was a dance choreographed for the film: 'Thoroughly Modern Millie'.

If my memory serves me well - it normally does - 'The Tapioca'(as a dance)was performed in the Julie Andrews' film: 'Thoroughly Modern Millie'.

This looks an absolutely excellent page to get stuck into later - when I have the time. A quick glimpse and I note 'Loppy Lugs' long letter with the mention of George Orwell and I promise myself I'll return and take time to digest and think. NB: Stimulus for the intellect can't be bettered.

I believe there was a dance called: 'The Tapioca' - I'm sure it was around 1920's time. PS: a delicious dance to do, I bet. NB: 'Tapioca Pudding', especially delicious when made with the inclusion of cream; yummy!

Let's not forget 'TAPIOCA' - frogs spawn we called it. Loved it............. XX

Sitting on the bus going into Nottingham today, halfway up Alfreton Road my eyes met with an unbelievable and wonderful sight, for the old Jersey Kapwood factory had almost been demolished! The building / buildings that will follow, could only be an improvement on the ugly monstrosity that this once prosperous lace factory had become. PS: Happier times were, when my grandfather worked there on the lace machines and took we youngsters regularly to the Annual Christmas Party that the Kapwood family so generously laid on for its employees and their families.

I wonder are people still as superstitious today, as they were back when I was a child? Back then it seemed as though most things you did received a superstitious remark from either your parents or grandparents. Most of the superstitions remarked on by Katyjay in her earlier post followed through in our household - I'm sure it hadn't anything to do with us living on the same road! One not mentioned: 'Never put shoes on the table'.

Simply LOVE Waterstone's Book Shop: so humanitarian - liberal - the way one can pick up a book from the shelves or tables, choose a comfy seat and sit down and have a good read. Long may it exist - so appreciated.

The dreaded snow; it's with us again! And I thought - or hoped - we'd seen the last of it. I've been counting the days - so looking forward to Spring being almost around the corner - seems as though I've been punished for my wishful thinking. I detest being housebound; love to either nip off in my car or catch a bus somewhere. PS: Snow, snow go away, don't come back on Any Day.

Anyone noticed the packs of minced beef being left on the Supermarket shelves? I am intrigued by Commo's comment that it 'could be a trap'; food for thought.

Pancake Day today? Many thanks for the reminder red. Now if there's one thing I enjoy doing, it's tossing pancakes; such good fun and I'm real good at it: once sent a thick, well browned one up to the ceiling and it stuck up there! Boy did it cause some laughs. Happy Memories.

Hi Jill, scrivelling again? Keep it up - good to see that both you and LizzieM are settling with 'Nottstalgia'. Watch out fellas, 'cos: 'Here come the girls'

I was lucky enough to stumble upon the residence: Rose Lawn, Kingsgate, Kent; this had once been the home of Charles Hamilton (pen name, Frank Richards) the writer of the Billy Bunter books. Quite an eccentric Mr Hamilton: he wore a skull cap and pottered around all of the day in his pyjamas whilst writing his books or studying the Classics. PS: the wonderful writer and wit: Frank Muir, wrote in his autobiography that as a child he would often catch sight of Mr Hamilton around Broadstairs - he added that it made his day to spot Billy Bunter's creator. Simple pleasures eh that mean so

'One at bottom of Bar Lane' Paulus, was the 'Aspley' pictures; later turned into a Ballroom and called the 'Commodore'. PS: I do sympathise with you Paulus for being made to go and watch Pat Boone in 'April Love'; well remember when he was number 1 with this and all the girls were crazy on him - oh but he was so handsome but oh but he was oh so boring!

Welcome: A Hart. Pardon my curiosity but are you Miss Amanda, who runs the dance school at *Bulwell's Old Town Hall? And pardon again for another curiosity: is it true that you are moving to the Art Deco style, Northern Library just up the road? I hope that what I have heard on the grapevine is true, because it concerned me that this 1930's Library would become another one of Nottingham's fatalities. It would be wonderful if you could give this beautiful building a new lease of life. I also heard on the grapevine of the fund raising that you intend to do - then you have my vote. * PS:

Hi Mick, regarding your post @ #28, where you ask if Enid Blyton books were banned....... During the 60's a member of public had asked at a Nottingham Library why no 'Noddy' books by Enid Blyton were to be found on the shelves of the Junior Library? Mr Tighe, Head Librarian, based at the Central Library, Shakespeare Street was approached by the Press over this issue and rather than order some 'Noddy' books merely to appease the situation, admitted that these books were not stocked because he thought them not challenging enough material for Junior readers. Of course the Press had a field day

Yes, thanks again for that Paulus, must have given Eden three spins; at one time I remember giving this particular record, play after play.

After the recent freezing snow fall and the long thaw, my lawn was mowed at the first opportunity - and it now looks healthy, green and beautiful. I'm not bothered about cutting it until almost the end of the year; I enjoy trimming the lawn, it inspires me to want to tackle the rest of the garden.