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Re: #41.
Guilty as charged M'Lud.
It's just a habit from another forum where I don't get moaned at within 3 or 4 posts of bringing my scintillating wit, charm, intelligence, integrity, good looks and limitless knowledge back for the benefit of al!!
Col.
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I was born on LEYBOURNE drive DJ360 and lived on the Estate till 1967,what road did you live on?
just seen the other thread Southglade was'nt it, bet i know you, knew most folk on Southglade either from school or when i worked at Marsdens on Andover.
Have you posted about Marsden's on 'Stuart Frew's site?
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I was at High Pavement from 1961 to 1966, so a year below you, DJ360.
Then you'd have been in the same year as Dave Armstrong and Grahame Wyville?
Col
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Coming a bit late to this thread.
My uncle George Burgin had a shop on the corner of Vernon Rd and Gordon St. Little grocers. I went along there just last week and you can clearly see where the shop front has been bricked up to turn the building into a house again. Also at the top of Gordon Rd on the other side of Bulwell Lane, where there are now houses, Uncle George had a woodyard, where he sold new and 'recycled' timber. Behind that he had a couple of allotments where he would grow tomatoes and other stuff to sell in the shop. He also used timber off cuts bundled up and sold as firewood in the shop. All in all he didn't miss many opportunities to make a penny...
I also remember 'Catchem's, which I see is still there. Last time I was in there was after doing a Saturday morning at Whiteley Read's Boiler Works. It would be around 1970. I recall that the Poppy Family 'Which Way You Goin' Billy' was playing on the Juke Box.
Funny what sticks in the mind.
Col
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Hi, guys, I'm somewhat humbled and surprised by people trying to locate me. Well, I'm still alive and well and living in Dorset. I still have connections with Nottingham and will be on the main stage a this years Riverside Festival as I have been for the last 8 years. So why not come down and say hello.
I still have most of he music I had back in the Beachcomber and Union days but these days I am in the business of making music, not just playing it. Still cant leave the music though ,guys, and these days I make my living as a sound designer/engineer. This year will see me reach my 60th birthday. It doesn't seem that long ago that I was pumping out sounds down by the river Trent. Thank you for thinking of me after all this time and I'm happy that you all found my efforts worthwhile. Love to ya all, DJ Petal
Hi Keith!
Doubt you remember me but we used to chat at the Union on Thursdays, which were about my only night off from the 360 Club in Bulwell.and on odd occasions I went back with you and Mrs Petal for a cuppa at your place before walking the rest of the way home to Bestwood. You lived somewhere along Forest Rd at the time, opposite the cemetary.
I was 'DJ Colin' of the 'Magic Roundabout Disc Show' and we mostly did the 360, Carlton Hotel, a couple of other residencies and many gigs on the 'Weddings and Funerals' circuit.
Stay well!
Col
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Great pictures of Bulwell, just about the time I left, skirts were going up. The traction poles for the trolleys still there but stinking diesels in use. I used to climb up into the curves of the walls of Henry Mellish (Who was he?). Some of the pupils came by train to Basford North, from Kimberley etc. It was a good looking school then. I had to go past it to High Pavement on Stanley Road, and later to Bestwood Estate.
I lived on Bestwood Estate and went to High Pavement from 1960-1965. My Mum lived on Bestwood Estate for over 60 years from about 1951 to 2011, when she was obliged to move into a care home. Sadly she passed away on 26th August.
I left Nottm around 1970-71 and after a bit of wandering I've lived in Lancs ever since, close to Wigan and St Helens in a little place called Billinge. Whilst I'm not anti-progress, some of the planning decisions in Nottm are grotesque in ways which make Python look positively sane. I well recall coming out of Midland Station onto Arkwright St in the very early 70s to find that some idiot had plonked Broad Marsh Shopping centre in my way. In whose universe did that monstrosity make any sort of sense?
Who was the genius who approved the demolition of Drury Hill? It was a gem which in any other city would now be a major tourist draw.
On a smaller scale. Bulwel Forest Golf Course used to be heathland. Heathland of that sort is an increasingly rare habitat, but the Golf course now looks horrible. OK, I accept the need for fences to stop golf balls hitting the ever increasing traffic along Hucknall Rd. (A couple of cars an hour when I was a lad), but all those trees are just wrong, and have changed the character of the place for the worse.
Bulwell. In some ways I'm amazed that so many fine old Bulwell Stone buildings still exist, but they did a sort of 'mini Maid Marion Way', when they just pushed 'Bulwell High Road' through, completely disrupting the way the town worked.
I could go on but I doubt anyone is listening.....
Col.
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I remember those airshows so well.
I lived on Southglade Road Bestwood Estate and back then you could easily see the airfield just beyond Bulwell on the other side of the Leen Valley.
Better views could be had by heading up the fields to what is now The Ridgeway on Top Valley. Of course back then there was no Top Valley or anything else much between Bestwood Estate and Bestwood Colliery. It was quite literally 'all fields'.
Closer views could be had from the golf course at Bulwell Hall Park and even closer still from a path that ran out of the park between the end of the Runway and some old slag heaps. Even when the shows weren't on, we used to sit on the slag heaps for hours hoping to be under a Vulcan or somesuch as it hopped over them before dropping onto the runway. There were some pretty amazing things flying around Hucknall in those days, including Lightnings, Vulcans, Javelins, Shackletons and all sorts of weird and wonderful flying test beds with odd engine configurations etc.
At the shows we regularly saw the Black Arrows in their Hunters, the Red Devils parachute team, the Battle of Britain Memorial Flight, Lightnings, usually a flight of American F86 Sabres, , plus assorted other stuff such as Jet Provosts, Vampires and the like.
Great Memories.
Col
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Not been in here for a couple of years and a real shock to hear about Carl I knew Carl very well, though I've not lived in Nottm for over 40 years now. (See post #69) I DJ'd alongside Carl and the Fables at the 360 Club, the Carlton Hotel and various 'one off' gigs way back. I still have my old 1969 diary listing Carl's Fables as a regular Sunday evening booking at the 360 Club. Just phoned my old 360 mate Dave Pickering who is never online and he too is very upset to hear this news. My thoughts go out to all of his friends and family.
Col
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Good Evening! A while since I posted here but since I lived on Southglade and spent much time on Bulwell Common, I thought I'd chuck my two penn'orth in. I have a lovely book, 'Railways North of Nottingham in the Latter Days of Steam', by Malcolm Castledine. Book Law Publications Nottm. ISBN 1 901945 33 2 (2004) which has many super pics of Bulwell Common Station, Bulwell Market station Basford Northern and many other places anyone from the area of a certain age will remember. Well worth seeking out.
Re: The plane crash, which I too remember, though only faintly as I was very young., this which I posted on another site:
Tony B. I know Kersall Drive and surrounding areas well. It was young ladies from that area who first distracted from from trains and aeroplanes! I found the ladies more interesting but even harder to catch!
Slightly off topic, but still possibly interesting to others. I worked at the Coal Board Labs in Cinderhill for a few years after leaving school. In the summer months I found a lovely route to work by going from home in Southglade Road, over the Leen Valley Railway at the crossing onto Hucknall Road and then over the old Central Railway via St Albans Rd and the down Kersall and Saxondale drives to ? Can't remember what the main road was called, but I'm talking about where the old Basford Northern station was and the Northern swimming baths.
From there I could get up onto the old viaduct over the Leen. That was a fascinating walk and would bring me scrambling down to Leonard Street, from where I did a quick left and a right into the labs.
Back to Wrigley's (Incidentally, can anybody remember which its was? Wrigley, or Rigley.. I can't.)
I'm not sure if they are still there, but until recently, you could still make out the footings of the old Bulwell Forest Ladies Golf House, opposite the main house and right next to where Wrigley's stood
Just a few memories of the sort of thing that fascinated us as kids…..
Most of my world comprised two fields which ran the length of Southglade. Back then, they formed a broad hollow and then sloped up again to meet the bank which descended from Wrigley's. In the 60s the council decided to use the fields as land fill, with the result that they are now above the level of Southglade Road and built up with the Gala Bingo and a load of unattractive industrial units.
The fields which used to be full of Skylarks, Burnet Moths, all manner of wild flowers (Scabious, Hearts-ease, Scarlet Pimpernel, Speedwell etc.) are now buried up to about fifty feet below the present level. It breaks my heart.
At the bottom of Southglade road, more or less between what used to be the Deerstalker pub,(Now a Nursery I think) and the present Sports Centre, was Gervais Goddard's farm.
He would regularly drive a small horse drawn trap up Southglade and leave milk churns on Hucknall Road, just over the railway crossing.
One beautiful Summer morning I heard a tinkling noise and looked out of the front window to see the horse and trap hurtling past towards the farm. By the time I got to our front gate, all there was to be seen was a trail of crates, bottles and churns all down Southglade and I could just make out the horse and trap at the farm gate at the bottom of the street.
It seems that Farmer Gervais (Jarve.. as we called him) had just arrived at the railway crossing where the Gala is now, when a local train shot by and scared the horse….
Fortunately, the horse (And Jarve) were uninjured.
However. As kids, we regularly crossed the Leen Valley line to access Hucknall Road from Southglade. There were a couple of locked farm type gates used by Jarve, but pedestrians crossed freely and without supervision. There was a small house on the Hucknall Road side, with a little indicator on the wall which read 'Train Approaching' 'Train in Section' etc., though I never worked out exactly what it was supposed to be telling me.
I was warned about trains and their attendant danger. There as a very strong local tale of a girl who supposedly got her foot caught in the gap under the rail and suffered severe injury as the rail dipped up and down under the weight of a passing train, but I never found out what truth there was in it.
Finally, there was the plane crash at Bulwell Common. Just found this:
UK Flight Testing Accidents 1940 – 1971
Has the following entry
13 JUNE 1951 CANBERRA B.1(P) VN850
Mr R.H.B.Peach (Test Pilot), Rolls Royce, Hucknall. Test flight.
Part of 100 hour intensive flying trials on Avon RA7 engines, the starboard engine fitted with high energy ignition. One hour and 22 minutes after take off the pilot advised that the port engine was out and be was unable to re light.
He was cleared for a direct approach to the runway. At about 250ft on finals the aircraft was seen to drop the port wing, the nose then went down, the aircraft turned 45 degrees to port and the undercarriage was retracted but the flaps stayed down.
Climbing slightly and turning slowly to port the aircraft crossed the airfield before dropping the port wing again and the aircraft dived into the St.Alban's railway sidings at Bulwell Common railway station, Nottingham:
The speed had been allowed to become too low on the approach by a pilot inexperienced on type (3.15hrs) and he was unable to use the full thrust of the starboard engine to recover the situation.
It is likely that retraction of the flaps caused the final wing drop and dive. This was the first fatal accident involving a Canberra 1 killed. Cat 5.
(refs 38, 47, 195 & 360).
These references are listed as
38 Canberra – the operational record ISBN 1 – 7183-0619-8
47 English Electric Aircraft and their predecessors ISBN 0-85177-806-2
195 R-R Heritage Trust Archives – Courtesy of David Birch
360 AIB reports various – Contained in PRO AVIA/5 Folders No20 – 38
My only comment is that for the year of 1951 this accident was the 17th out of a total of 34. How times change.
DJ360
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And according to the sign next door Tom Anderson's tripe.
I'm not sure he'd agree.
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Been away for a while. Nice new Grandson born .(Our first) and a bit of a wobble for me with another slight stroke. Dead Arm/Hand for a few days , otherwise OK.
Loved 'Jeff's'. IIRC, there was 'Jeff's for the more workaday stuff' 'Lord Jeffrey' and Miss Jeffrey' for the more mod stuff. I recall buying a pair of 'Lee' jeans there for 55s, when 'mere' Levis were 52s&6p
TBH, I could never decide what I was back then. I loved motorbikes, but wasn't a 'greaser'. I liked the Mod style but thought scoooters were dangerous things. I wore Levis, Wrangler jackets and all sorts of stuff from the Army Stores.
I was a bit of a hippy type, but not all flower power. Smoked a few spliffs, did a few pills, dropped a bit of acid, but mostly just drank. Despite it all I had an MRI scan last week which apparently showed that my brain is in better shape than many my age. I was more of a 'beat', as we used to say..... sort of semi-hippy. At odds with society, but not all dippy and hippy. Musically, I was DJ ing Soul, Stax, Motown etc., at the 360 Club, then going home and listening to Dylan, Cohen, classical stuff etc.. And I wandered about a lot, which is why I am now in Lancashire.
Worked out OK though. I have 2 daughters. One is Reg. blind but has just produced Grandson No.1. The other is a fashion designer. I am very proud of both.
Got myself trapped here in Lancashire and have to stay for my kids, but give me half an excuse and I'll be back in Nottm like a shot.
Col
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Turbo Twin! Completely forgot that. I don't think it sold well and I don't recall ever seeing one. I couldn't agree more about the Jubilee. On 1 level it looked quite nice, but that's about all.
Frankly, most Brit bikes, especially smaller ones were hopelessly underpowered, overweight and unreliable cf the Japanese stuff, but it took the Japs a few years to get around to producing really nice looking bikes.
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Thanks Col
That took me back to my first and only experience with biking. A Honda 250 Superdream around 1980.
As a fairly regular visitor to L.A. I still love to hear the Harleys on the freeways over there.
I have vague memories of British bikes sounding sommat like that?
The Yamahas were all two strokes as I recall, hence the high pitched 'Yeeeeeeiiiinnng' sound as they passed.
The Harleys would sound deep and a bit ploddy, similar to many British bikes from the classic era.
I'd have thought your 250 Dream would sound somewhere between, pretty much like any lightweight twin four stroke 250..
Generally, UK manufacturers would stick to a single cylinder for 250 CC, although Norton did the 'Jubilee', which was a 250CC Four Stroke twin, and Villiers produced a 250cc 2 stroke twin which appeared in a Royal Enfield bike and I think (memory....fading fast...) a Greeves, or Cotton trials bike of the early-mid 1960s.
The Japs introduced the concept of multi cylinder small capacity motors. E,g. Honda once had a 3, or possibly four cylinder 50cc bike at the TT. Memory fades. but it looked amazing. Italy went that route to some extent too. I remember lusting after a Benelli 'Quattro' four cylinder four stroke 250, on looks alone, about 1982.
Col
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sprayed more than one with similar jam jar gun connected to outlet of a vacumn cleaner, did you (like us) think a genuine Rocket Gold Star had to have a goldie frame? remember more than once occasions where such a bike was classed a fake as it didn't have the "kink frame"! lol remember laughing at the likes of the square headlamp, sheet metal C72 and C92 Benly, even the CB72 was "odd" with it's funny kickstart and rev counter that went wrong way, "they'll never catch on" also said same re the CB750 when that came on scene
Hello Ashley,
You have me on the 'kink' frame. That's a detail too far...
On the Jap machines. I reckon they were originally designed to suit the 'Mericun' market, with the square lamps and generally 'heavy' look. Still, the first 125 Benly I saw was scarily quick. It wasn't long before the Japanese cottoned on to the European 'style' and started putting on their own rather tacky versions of round mudguards and lamps, racing style tanks etc. Not quite the genuine article, but you couldn't really argue with the performance and VFM of the jap bikes.. My first was much later. A Honda CB125 T of around 1981/2 vintage. Last year before the restriction to 12BHP at the rear wheel. Mine had a massive claimed 15BHP!
Made an excellent commuter while I was a mature student at Manchester Poly and a fun machine for the occasional solo ride back home to Nottm over the Peaks, though I was a bit saddle sore after 100 miles... It red lined at 12000rpm as I recall and wouldn't be phased by a missed gear change and a whizz up to about 15000rpm. All this is making me hanker after a bike, but I never passed my test and maybe 62 years old with a dodgy ticker etc., isn't the time to start.....
Col
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Good stuff!
It was all about self reliance back then.
My mate Dave Cartwright bought an ex-police black A10. It still had the recess in the tank where the radio useter go. One night, whilst he was 'competing' ( Not racing you understand.... that wouldn't be legal..
) with a Triumph Trophy, a car pulled out from a side street, somewhere along by the Lido. He hit the car and sailed over it, rolled a bit and got away with a stiff ankle and a couple of bruises.The Police later estimated his speed at 60+, but couldn't prove it and in any case found against the car driver for pulling out without due care.
The car and bike were both written off, and the insurers paid out to Dave and left him with the remains of his A10! Front wheel, forks, frame exhausts and tank were all useless. So. enter a very old B31 bought almost for scrap price. B31 frame pretty much identical to A10 frame.
Here's the clever bit. How to respray old B31 frame? Spraying kit wasn't easily had back then.
Solution? 'Jam Jar spray gun with nozzle fitted on top and a few tins of Belco Black cellulose etc.
Next.. how to get hold of a compressor?
Solution. Washing machine motor, mounted on a plank, driving old B31 motor.. At first we used inlet and outlet valves but it was all a bit much for the 'leccy' motor. Eventually after a bit of pratting about, we reset the valve timing, removed the pushrod from the exhaust valve and removed the main spring from the inlet, leaving just the thin inner spring. Basically got it 'two stroking'. Inlet through inlet valve and outlet through plug hole, using an old plug, drilled out and fitted with a brazed in copper pipe. Leccy motor had no trouble driving that!
A pressure vessel was obtained. It was a box shaped cast iron former back boiler from a coal fire....
. That made me very nervous, as it wasn't designed to take any pressure...... We hid it in a corner, piled old sacks an stuff all over it and prayed fervently. With that set-up we got a steady spraying pressure. 70psi springs to mind as a figure but I can't really rememberSo, quickly, old bike was rebuilt around new/old B31 frame. New ally sports tank, new pipes, Goldie front brake etc., and 'new' A10 was back on the road. A bit of skulduggery around frame numbers I think, but still.. A better bike than before. Result!
Dave and cousin Pete went on to respray and generally restore an Ariel 600 Twin bought by some chap for £25. Turned it into a real beauty.
Also. My first encounter with a 'Jap' bike.
Around 1965/6. Toddling along towards Cadwell park with my mate Rob. He on his C11g, me on my Enfield. We are passed by a big twin.. Bonny or summat. Fair enough. Next, another big twin... Norton or summat. OK. Then, this Orange thing... Yeeeeeeiiinnngg!!!. We looked at each other. WTF was that?
Next stop.. a Service Station/Cafe. Parked up, a Bonny, a big Norton, and a Yamaha. 250cc? YS2? Don't know now, but Jeesus H Christ it was quick.
The beginning of the end.
Col
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Got it in the collection Terry, to my mind though, it isnt the best that ive heard the Supes do. Heres one, Baby I got it, by Jimmy Ruffin, b side of "Broken Hearted"
Oh yes! Always one of my faves. It is Motown in spades!
Col
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. It's that sort of 'gallows' humour that I remember. The miners, like a lot of other traditional industrial groups, would rip the p1$$ out of you without mercy, but if you really needed help, they'd be there.
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Rather belatedly Stu...
The line of buildings on the left side at the entrance were the Colliery Offices, where I'd regularly walk up from Area HQ to have an 'exchange of views' with Chief Clerk Bill Mayes! IIRC, the buildings opposite were the colliers changing areas...beyond which were the Pit Head Baths, with onward access to the headstocks etc.
Cheers
Robt P.
In the late 50s and early 60s I spent many a happy hour in the living quarters of the Bestwood Hotel, which was run my my Grandparents, Arthur and Doris Berresford.
I was only 11 in 1960 and my memory is fading, but:
Between the pub and the pit buildings was an alley way. Along it and to the right, behind the pub, was the canteen. We used to sometimes get sent down there to buy ice cream.
On the other side of the alley, at its entrance was, I believe an entrance to the pit baths. I remember it as a curved building, or at least having a 30s style curved entrance. Near it was also a bus shelter, where we would wait to catch the 'Macko's' bus to Bulwell.
The view from the upstairs living room of the pub was terrific. There was a side window looking over the alley, but at the back was a superb view of the colliery yard. I would watch the little steam engines for hours. I remember in particular a pannier tank type, painted green. There would be piles of timber props an all sorts of stuff I didn't understand.
Somewhere in that view would also have been the site of the old Ironworks, but I never knowingly saw it. I'd love to know what, if any evidence is left of that.
Col
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We were taken down the Hucknall training pit by a wiry cantankerous little old git. You may remember him! He used to say things like .Yer'll gerrabaff fter bein' dahn 'ere else ahl giyya a toe cap an' six lace 'oles up yer arse! He had a way with words...
One of the lads in our group was from Hucknall Watnall area and was called Fowler, or maybe Fowles. When the old git asked if any of us had relatives in the mines most of us had. This lad said his Dad had died in a roof fall. The old git asked him where. "Here". Said the lad.
The old git took us to a place where there was a clearly bricked up gate. Your "Dad's in there lad", he said. That was a strange moment.
The centre manager at the time was a Mr Shaw. I hated him and I thought he felt the same about me, but he was sharp enough to notice I wasn't happy there. When I told him I really wanted to be a scientist, he arranged for me to go to the Labs at Cinderhill for an interview and I got the job.
Col
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welcome DJ360, i left Merseyside to live in Nottingham and was at most of the gigs you have mentioned above !
Thanks! I think you were the one who moved in the right direction...
Col
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I joined the No 6 Area as an apprentice fitter in 1965. Went to Arnold and Carlton College and the Training Centre at Hucknall. Was assigned to Linby and did surface stints there but never got as far as working underground. Moved into the Coal Board Labs at Cinderhill instead.
Did a visit down Ormonde before I left school. Only other pit I went down was the Hucknall Training Pit and much more recently I went down Parsonage Colliery near Leigh in Lancs. Part of the Parsonage/Bickershaw Golborne complex. Bloody deep and bloody hot. Lifting roadways and buckling rings everywhere.
My Dad, Grandad, Great Grandad and Great, Great Grandad all lived in Bestwood Colliery and all worked in the pit from around the time it opened in the 1860s. Great Great Grandad Samuel is still firmly planted in St Marks Churchyard. Died 1898. Makes you think.
Grandad later had the Bestwood Hotel in Bestwood Colliery Village.
Dad later worked at Linby before retiring with 'the dust'.
Brother worked at Linby and various others as the pits dwindled and is now a painter and decorator.
Uncle, Harry Johns was some sort of manager at Linby. Another uncle Frank Radford was a rope splicer.
Last time I was 'home', the refurb job on the Bestwood Headstocks was looking great, but the Bestwood Hotel was looking very sad.
It's a funny thing. Back in the 50s and 60s, there was such a sense of life about the area. Collieries and steam railways everywhere. I lived very close to Bulwell Common Station. Now, although the whole area is much more built up and the roads especially are much busier, it's just not the same. It feels empty and dead.
Col
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I DJ'd there in the 60s
We were called 'The Magic Roundabout Disc Show! ( posh eh?)
I was the handsome one.... !rotfl!
There was Dave Pickering ('Manager') Dave Cartwright, and yours truly (DJ's) Also Tony Hay. Still in touch with both of them but 'Picko' seems to have dropped off the radar.
A lad called 'Patch' Prewit (Sp?) from Hucknall also used to guest DJ. Sadly, I'm told he passed away some time ago.
The Manager of the 360 at the time was called Don Cleaver.
We useter book in many of the local bands too. Sometimes we would have up to three bands on in one night.
We also did stints at Robinson's Hill Social Club and the Carlton Hotel, as well as the usual '1 off' bookings.
Some of the best days of my life and I really miss those times.
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Thanks folkss!
Did a search for 360 last night but couldn't find it so I started a new thread.
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I'm currently (no pun intended) using a pretty much all valve set-up, but modern .
I have a Linn Lp 12 turntable with a Linn Lingo Power supply. (It provides a clean power supply to the motor for accurate and smooth running. Also allows for electronic speed change.)
An Esoteric Audio Research all valve phono stage.
A Papworth Audio Technology PPA6 pre amp.
A pair of Papworth M100 all valve mono power amps.
and a pair of Rogers Studio 3 Speakers.
Also use a TEAC P-30 CD Transport, with a Benchmark DAC 1 Digital to analogue converter.
I used to have a Rogers Cadet 3. With the right speakers it is a little gem.
When I was DJ ing at the 360 club, we used a pair of Leak 50 mono valve amps in 'dual mono' configuration.
The best of the old hi-fi can easily compete with modern stuff. The Garrard 301/401 and Thorens TD150 and TD124 decks. Leak TL12, Stereo 20, etc., amps. Quad II amps etc. Tannoy 'Dual Concentric' speaker units also superb.
Little known fact: The run of 'Quad II Celebration' amps marketed in the late 90s, were in fact manufactured by Papworth of Cambridge whose products I useter distribute. Some were manufactured in Gold Plate finish, and fitted with Solid Silver ameplates. They were supplied in Red Velvet Bags, inside substantial boxes.
Very nice.. if you had £6k..
Col
360 Club Bulwell
in 60's Nottingham
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@ Norm the Storm.
I remember you all well. Pete and Billy did a very creditable 'Sam and Dave' tribute, plus some excellent renditions of Otis type stuff. If I can, I'll post a page from my 1969 diary showing the date. I've also got a cancelled cheque from what we paid you!
Bill later appeared on 'New Faces' or similar and released a couple of singles.