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It's snowing heavily now in Lerwick, sometimes I wish all this B/S about global warming was true.
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Foreigners can't own property in India either.
I think we in this country should treat others as they treat us, but I suppose in this politically correct world, that would be called racist.
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A bit out of the way but the Grey Topper at Jacksdale was a good club for bands early seventies.
That's a fact, saw Screaming Lord Sutch, Crazy World of Arthur Brown etc there, a nice run out on the bike as well.
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It appears the earlier Capocci's building (right) bought next door and the two were rebuilt as they are now.
I noticed the long top window, maybe it was a lace workers house originally.
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The 49 was next door to the Toreador(which had the round window). In 1962 the LT as we called it, became the hangout of the Nottingham Aces Rockers. The 49 became the Blade Club, Pat Smith the greengrocer part owned it, along with Tony Oliveira. George Clifton crouped the Chemmy table, he would hand out bombers to keep people awake, they were still legal then.
George later founded the Pelham club, which he sold to George Akins, he then started the big Casino on Maid Marion Way, which he eventually sold. His wife Dorothy was jailed for election fraud in the late 60's. IIRC it was Manvers Ward,and she was a Tory.
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I remember the Belvedere, Jazz combos and mushy peas, had to queue to get in at weekends, sometimes had a game of poker later on.
Albert Whitehead also ran the Lantern Lodge in the early 60's, later on Brummy ran the place (into the ground eventually)
There were not enough after-hours venues to cope with the demand in those days.
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Sheldon might originally have been from Derby way. When I read about the crime in the Evening Post I had quit the Casino scene. Sorry I can't give you any more details. Regret to say I always got on well with him. Didn't know what he was up to. Murder may have happened in Nottm not Derby.
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I think the Sheldon murder was late 60s or more likely early 70s.
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Sheldon was a gambler,when he got into money trouble, he would go to casinos, see who was there and then go and burgle their houses. He was caught and got 5 years IIRC. While in prison his wife saw another man.
On release he went home and strangled his wife. He left the body on the living room carpet next to an electric fire which he left switched on. He left the house, in the morning his daughter, I cannot remember her age, probably 6 or 7 found her dead mother. her face was badly burned.Sheldon got life.
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The publican who told me the original tale was a bit renowned for bending the truth slightly so I guess the tale was taken with a bit a pinch of salt at the time , although it was one of those tales that you always wanted to be true !!
IMMSC it concluded with certain persons unnamed being put (Very unceremoniously ) onto trains to 'The Smoke' with their tails well and truely between their legs, and some even had them in their pockets!!!
I cannot confirm the train anecdote,I think that was a fairy tale. It was generally thought that they found Nottingham too difficlut a place for them and they decided to go and try somewhere else where they wouldn't have so much trouble. They hadn't got long left anyway, they were all taken out of circulation a few years later.
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I heard part of the tale re the "Londoners" coming up and trying to muscle in many years back (When I first started in the pub game, many moons ago) and it's good to hear it confirmed by some one involved , even slightly, in the story!!
Not that I should have to justify myself to you Poohbear!!
One bloke I remember always causing problems was Barry Noble, I had to chuck him out of a club once for constantly pulling out his trouser pockets unzipping his fly hole and dropping out his penis, then walking up to women asking "Has anybody seen a floppy eared Elephant round here any where?"
I think that there are a lot of folk that should be grateful to those who saw the Londoners off, including those in the pub trade. It would not just have been the 'cash merchants' that would have been targeted.Businesses of all descriptions were in the frame.
There is much more I could say about this, but discretion is called for even this long after the events of Spring 1966.
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Whats that then?....a load of cash merchants...Night Club owners ...Scrapyard merchants...Car dealers...Fruit machine bandits.All those that were into the fiddles that the Kray brigade found so easy to blackmail and steal from.
Impossible if they kept proper books. But these type of 'businessmen' never did,and still don't.The only people more corrupt are politicians and Lords.
I read some extracts of that Kray book on the This is Nottingham websight, it is pure B/S, IMO it was the Richardsons not the Krays who tried it on in Notts, and they failed.
The only Kray connection I came upon at the time was a Londoner called Chris (Martin?)he asked me to croup at the Top Hat club Arkwright Street, near Kirkwright Street.The club was owned by a Mrs Varney. I tried it for a few nights then jacked, I didn't like the vibe. I seem to remember he was involved in an illegal casino in Radford, it was decked out as a funeral directors. Once inside it was a casino, free food and drink, served by scantiliy clad girls.
Regarding the 'cash merchants', a few were spivs, but most were gentlemen, such as the Gibsons who ran Nottingham Scrap Metal. I only met them while they were relaxing, but if you work in a nightclub you can get a good idea who the nice guys are. Maybe if I had done business with them I would have a different opinion.
Most of the unpleasant punters were the so called cream of nottingham society. The owner of the Musters Hotel Ian Harvey was doing his gelt (losing heavily) one night, his wife suggested they go home. He hit her full in the mouth causing her to fall over.
Another night one of the Wheatcrofts was making a nuisance of himself, when he put his glass of wine on the table I asked him to move it, he then put it on Red just as the ball dropped into a black. I immediately drank the wine to an approving nod from the manageress Kay O'Sullivan.
Personally I preferred the company of the self made 'cash merchants' you knew where you were with them, unlike the real crooks ie bankers, estate agents etc.
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Not having known about the new Pigole, I assumed that it was the Drury Hill one. The story I got a few weeks ago went along the lines that he with the sheepskin suggested to the barman that it was time they went back to London because something was 'going to happen'. He must have been clairvoyant because the place burnt down a few days' later.
In early 1966 I was a croupier at the Parkside Club,one night two well-dressed Londoners came in and asked for a game of Chemmy. Dennis Akins was in charge that night as George was at the Cannes Film Festival. Dennis asked if any one could croup Chemmy (there was a table but it was never used), I said I could.
At the table were the two Londoners, Jack Packham(fruit machines), Tony Woods(then chairman of Forest and owner of Jersey Kapwood)Dennis? Sheldon(car dealer and murderer to be). The game had lasted about three hours when Tony Woods 'got a bank' and skint the table. Tony gave me a tip of £52 and one of the Londoners said angrily 'fleeced by a bunch of hicks' and they stormed off.
A few days later Bruce Wells came to the Parkside with some of his boxer friends, including two ex world champions,Dennis told the doormen to throw them out, and the bouncers resigned on the spot. There was a bit of fisticuffs, and Dennis came off the worst.
Next night I got to work at the Parkside to find two fellow members of Nottingham Aces Motorcycle Club on the door, they were Colin Grafton and Barry Price. They told me that they had been told that that the Richardson's from London were trying to muscle in on Nottingham, and that the Pigalle Club was involved.
George Akins returned from Cannes early, closed circuit TV was installed, and things were getting interesting. A meeting was held, present were club owners, scrap dealers, car dealers,fruit machine operatives etc. It was decided that they were not going to roll over.
The fact that the Pigalle burnt down shortly afterwards was purely coincedental.
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No, but my dad did! "Stan the Painter"
He originally worked for "Industrial Paints" (I think) - they did all the paintwork on the steel. They wouldn't let him go up on the steelwork, so he did all the signwriting on the walls, piping, etc. After it was commissioned, he got the job as site painter with the CEGB.
The men who painted the steel,were called toshers,(this wasn't an insult by a toothless critic), They had a dangerous job,notwithstanding the long term effects of the red lead.
During the short time I was at Ratcliffe, a brickie died after falling 10ft backwards off a scaffold(no hand rail),and a Geordie fell 270ft off the steel.
The final straw was when a welder slipped on the steel, he didn't fall but his welding rods did, they fell like arrows among the gang I was working with and stuck several inches into the mud. Nobody was hit, but it was enough for me, I jacked.
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It could have been , he moved there from working on the railways in Colwick.
IMMSC he did ha 'bike' but it was a long while back (I was only about 5 !!)
On the Boots sight we worked for Carrier Engineering putting in the ducting, if it was the same Frank we were sent to the Humber works in Coventry during their holiday fortnight erecting a new automatic spraying line. Later on I met up with him again while working for Young Austin and Young of Canal Street. the bike was a 650cc Ariel Huntsmaster. Ashley will probably remember him.
I just remembered, he smoked Capstan Full Strength.
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Re Boots on Pennyfoot Street:-
My Uncle (Frank Farnsworth) was working there that day too, I vaguely remember tab hanging on family conversations at the time, IE, "Are YOU all right Frank" etc
There was a guy called Frank who worked as sheet steel erector on that sight, he had an Ariel Bike it wouldn't be him surely.
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That is a terrible inditement of those that oversaw the conversion, as relatively recently as the late 60's!
Were the plasterers issued with face masks etc? Where were the embryo H&S folk?
Trusting that they were all properly compensated...
Cheers
Robt P.
H&S on 60s building sights was non-existant, I was working on the Boots laboratories on Pennyfoot St,a guy fell 4 floors down an unguarded void, we were all sent home while there was an 'investigation' into his death, never heard the result, but most likely they would have found it was his own fault.
Is there anybody here who worked on Ratcliffe power station in the 60s? If so what did you think of safety on that sight?
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hi ashley was ernie daft a plasterer
Yes Ernie was a plasterer, and like many others he worked on the Bridgford Hotel alterations in the late 60s.The dust was appalling and many of the plasterers got lung disease, Ernie included.
I knew another plasterer who worked on that job and lost a lung as a result. His name was 'Tony' Marcinkowski, he was well respected by the Polish community as a war hero. He was captured by the Russians when they invadeed in 1939,he was marched to Siberia and interned in a Gulag. After Germany invaded Russia the surving Polish prisoners were sent to Iran and shipped to England. After fighting with the Free Polish Army, he was parachuted into Poland to organise resistance, he fought in the 1944 Warsaw rising and managed to evade capture when it was crushed.
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The two posts above give an indication of the very strange characters to which this topic refers.
They hides behind a proxy server so that all their posts remain anonymous.
Would you want this person as a 'Friend'?
Judging by his posts I would imagine this guy is friendless. OMG I have just fed a troll.
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Do you mean Gordon Road in St.Ann's Ashley?......I spent many a happy day visiting my Grandparents down there when I was a small boy! They lived on Young St which I believed went onto Gordon Rd at the bottom.
Owdtite.
Ashley means Gordon Road St. Ann's. I used to live there in the late 60's,dowm from the newsagent and opposite the lauderette. Ashley and Isobel used to visit us.
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Yes Ashley, that would be me. It was the Ad Lib and the stairs were between the ground floor and the cellar, the reason I was so concerned about the drink was because it was a large brandy not a pint.
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Thanks for that Babs, will bear that in mind.
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How you feeling today we are still both really tiered so i hate ti think what you two feel like after your long journey home just take it easy for a few days.
The last hundred miles along the A90 was pretty horrendous,saw the aftermath of three accidents, torrentail rain and artics sending up cascades of spray,and I was feeling pretty tired by then.
When we got on the ferry I was standing by the lift from the car decks to the accomodation decks when I thought, did I put the handbrake on? Well I went back and checked, and I hadn't. That was serious fatigue, so I've decided that in future, trips to England will not be by road.
Long distance driving is a thing of the past, and you know what, I feel great about it.
Debbie has spent most of yesterday and today in bed, and she agrees that trains and boats and planes are OK by her.
So we hope to be in Skeggy for next years reunion, and possibly we may see you at the Hart some time next year as well.
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There was an AA baterry just off Holme Lane, Lady Bay, My grandparents told me that when they were fired, the windows in their house on Trent Boulevard rattled.