Tim in the North East

Take a look at this video . It is a tribute to Pipe Major Robert Short and the Hawick Boys Brigade Pipe Band. Robert Short was a friend of Charles Murray who was one of the Boy's Brigade leaders in Nottingham and ran the Oliver Hind Boy's Brigade Company which met in the old Asylum buildings at the top of Dakeyne Street in Sneinton. The Hawick Boys Brigade Pipe Band visited Nottingham in 1962 and performed in various locations - I remember seeing them in Old Market Square. The section of the video that shows their trip to Nottingham runs from 5:10 to 10:10 - and unless you are a f

That is one amazing photo. Great to see some familiar landmarks amongst all the change since I left Nottingham in 1973!

If fuel was 3 shillings and 6 pence a gallon then that would be 17.5p a gallon. There are about 4.5 litres a gallon so that works out at 17.5/4.5 = 3.9p/litre i passed my test in October 1971 and fuel then was about 33p per gallon - or 7.3p per litre. Fuel crosses the £1 per gallon in around 1979 - but that is still only 22.2p per litre

When relatives came to stay my Dad an Uncles would pack us up in the cars and we would go to Wollaton Park for a picnic. In the late 1950s / early 1960s the entrance was up the lime tree grove and passed the golf club. You could park in the deer park and picnic there. From there you could walk over to the stables to see the Police horses

If you go to YouTube and search Nottingham Slab Square 1950s there is a 1951 film about Old Market Square - and about half way through is a Wolseley Streamline taxi in back and white

I seem to remember in busy times during the school holidays you were limited to 45 minutes in the lido. Despite the cold it never seemed long enough.

My first flight was in 1961 on a Derby Airways Dakota flight to Guernsey for our family holiday. Trent bus from Huntingdon Street to the airport - check in the luggage in a wooden hut then wait in the concrete ‘terminal’ before embarking. Bumpy grass runway. When we came back it was dark and the grass landing strip was illuminated by burning oil rags in inverted dustbin lids! My my dad used to take my brother and I there - you could wander into the hangars and the engineers would take you up to the flight deck of the Dakotas and DC4s. I remember them telling us very sternly not to

Just a guess - but given that the open market was held there until the 1920s (when the Council House was built and the market moved to Lower Parliament Street) I wonder if it was called ‘Market Square’ until then and the ‘Old’ was added after the market moved?

I used to train spot at Carrington Station from about 1960 to 1965. The gate by the shop (old station house) was invariably open so you could just walk in. We generally stayed on the higher ground behind the signal box and out of view of the signalman - so never got into trouble! My regret is I never took a camera - all the B1s, V2s, Jubilees, Royal Scots, Black 5s, O4s, 8Fs, Austerities and 9Fs....

After having been driven at 70mph in a Bond Bug down University Boulevard my preference has been for four wheeled vehicles.....

There is a John Decara listed in this 2015 directoryhttps://www.locatefamily.com/Street-Lists/UK/NG5/index26.html

My first barbers was Pelham's on King Street. It was in the basement of one of the buildings on the west side of the street (possibly the Prudential Building) - anyway you went down a flight of stairs and there were about 8 or 10 chairs on two sides of a big room - or if you paid more you could have your hair cut in a separate room with just one chair. Later on I couldn't be bothered catching the bus into town for a haircut so went to the Park Saloon - the last of a parade of shops on Mansfield Road in Carrington immediately after the junction with Hucknall Road. last t

My memories of boyhood trips up to the Castle terraces in the late 1950s / early 1960s we’re not just the view (through a lot more smoke than now) but also the sounds of not only many steam engines on the railways but also the hooting of barges on the canal which still had commercial traffic.

In the latter years of the old house it had been sub-divided into flats / bed-sits and rented out. I seem to remember it was looking tatty and under-maintained towards the end - so maybe the landlord just cut their losses. Victorian architecture was not valued in the 1960s and fewer people wanted big houses.