EileenH
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Not boring, Sue! Really interesting!
When I was at school we used to be taken to the Arboretum for lunchtime break so we might have spotted one another!
I remember the old Playhouse very well. I remember being taken there from school to see a production of Henry V. All I remember of that was a leek that got squashed on the stage and smelled the theatre out - to our great delight. What little philistines we were.
I used to vaguely know Harry Wheatcroft`s daughter in law. I remember when she was asked once what her husband did she said, 'Oh, he`s on the land.' as if he were a farm labourer.
Anyway, nice to hear from you, Sue.
Eileen
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Coffee Bars! Brilliant, especially if they had a Jukebox. Went to the 49 and the Toreador when I went to the Tech in the early sixties (very early 60s!).
Oh the joys of frothy coffee! In those days it seemed to me that pubs were for grownups who played darts and/or drank Cherry Bs. Oh, except for the Sal!
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Thank you so much for all this good advice. I might even try to resurrect my old laptop then.
Could be useful as a back up perhaps and it has still got things on it I might want.
It`s seven years old though, the man in PC World laughed when I told him that.
He said I had to have Norton though, and sold me the thingy to instal it.
I think you`re all very clever.
I`ll have a go at Photobucket, although my photographs do seem to be the ones you take to Boots and get back in an envelope with a new film.
I bought myself a digital camera but I can`t seem to get on with it.
I`ll jolly well persevere though. (My son says that I sometimes suffer from 'learned helplessness'.)
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I`ve read lots of posts mentioning 'Photobucket' on here.
I googled it and the page said I could just join for nothing.
However, When I got rid of my last laptop because it was taking half an hour to do anything my son said it was partly because I
'Kept downloading rubbish stuff and clogging it up.'
So now I`m trying not to download stuff on to my shiny new laptop.
What advice can you clever people offer me about the Photobucket.
Sorry if this is a silly question - I`m only computer semi-literate.
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Mange tout, mange tout, mon brave!
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Wow! Thanks! It`s going to take me hours to browse through these - and I`m supposed to be doing the ironing!
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As a nipper I was offered for breakfast a 'chookie egg' which came from a 'chookie fowl', not an egg from a chicken!
So was I, and I still collect the chookie eggs from the chookie hens in my back garden. I haven`t moved far maturity-wise have I?
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Any buried treasure BS? Apart from spuds, that is.
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When I was little and lived on Hawthorn Street, at the end nearer the river was a disused Council Tip where we used to play. It wasn`t used for council tipping any more but was used by the locals as an informal dump.
It was a great place to play, with its unidentifiable humps and bumps. We`d play hide and seek among the strange-smelling grassed-over hillocks and sit on dumped bags and boxes to have our little picnics of bread and jam and pop bottles of water.
We found a dead cat in a sack once and a lad kept throwing it around and making us squeal until its tail came off in his hand so he buried it under some stuff. (He probably went back to his bread and jam without washing his hands.)
Happy days! How on earth did we survive?
When I went back later I found that it had been levelled and turfed, I think as a sports ground, and fenced off.
I wonder if the people playing football etc had as much good healthy fun as we had.
And I wonder what archeologists of the future would make of Hawthorn Street if they excavated it.
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Gosh, that`s so interesting. The pictures are amazing. Have the things been excavated/preserved or are they just lying there - if you see what I mean.
I used to go mushrooming in those fields. Intriguing to think that there would once have been Romans living there. Perhaps they used to pick the mushrooms and take them back to have for their breakfast laced with their fishy sauce.
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Oh yes! The didlum! Haven`t thought about that for many years.
It was how our Mam saved up for our toys and the Christmas grub.
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My Mam, when referring to somebody who was a creep or a crawler would call them 'A fornicating little bu99er'.
When I grew up I took evil delight in telling her that she probably meant 'fawning' and that the word she commonly used meant the same as a four-letter word beginning with the same letter.
She was devastated.
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West (whisper it - Derby)
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Morning,
I`m quite new here myself but now I pop in every morning to have a bit of a read and sometimes a bit of a post.
Where are you from? I`m originally from the Medders myself but am now exiled along the A52.
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Carpe diem - seize the goldfish.
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My head`s itching like mad now! Scritch - scritch - scritch - - - .
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I must be immune to them.
I worked with often nitty children for years and although I had long hair (in my hippy days)I never got them.
I always got checked by Nitty Norah but she never found any.
All my grandchildren had them occasionally too but they avoided me. (The nits, not the grandkids)
If any nitty heads were found in the class, ALL the children got a letter saying that the parent might like to check their child`s hair as head lice had been found in class. We weren`t allowed to discriminate against the nitty ones by giving them alone a letter.
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Bed!
Didn`t she turn up then Lad?
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Sorry to start an itchy thread but do any of our more mature members remember head lice?
It`s just that I remember that, in the Medders anyway, the lice eggs were called nits and the live lice referred to as 'dicks'.
Nobody around here believes me. I`m told that, in Derby, headlice are nits and the eggs are just called eggs!
I remember a rhyme we would chant.
Made yer look, made yer stare!
Made yer cut the barber`s hair.
Barbers hair was full of dicks.
Made yer eat em, all but six.
Is that why we call somebody a dickhead? Or is that something else?
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Never criticise anyone until you`ve walked a mile in their shoes - by then you`re a mile away and you`ve got their shoes!
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Eileen, the Library is still there its on Wilford Crescent.
Oh wow! I`m so pleased it wasn`t demolished like so many other childhood places of mine.
Thanks for telling me.
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Getting a new book for birthday or Christmas, usually a 'classic' and the anticipation of reading it. Also the annuals at Christmas, loved 'em. They'd last me till the next year's came out, re-reading them over and over.
Oh yes, I had one of the half crown classics from Woollies every year until I ended up with a shelf full.
Treasure Island, Little Women, What Katy Did, Heidi.
Great! And the Annuals! The comics writ large.
And I remeber the first time I was taken to the Library. Was it down Kirkwhite Street somewhere? I couldn`t believe that they`d let me borrow any of their lovely books. Heaven.
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Saturday afternoon session at the Palais. His name was Graham. After six weeks dating at the Palais he took me to the pictures afterwards.
We settled into our seats and he murmured, 'Can I put my arm round you.' Ah bless. How times changed!
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Going to the shop for the new comic - Beano or Film Fun! Brilliant!
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This friendly site.
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(Don`t know if this is the right place to post this - apologies if I`m wrong.)
Being new to this forum malarkey I went into another (nameless) Nottingham site as a guest.
I was really sad to see that many of the threads consisted of really nasty posts between two or three members who were obviously at serious odds with each other.
I don`t mean banter, I mean really nasty stuff, name calling like bar steward and words with asterisks in them
I decided that I didn`t want to go there again.
It`s really nice and welcoming in `ere innit?