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Yes these are cobs. No real idea of the origins but in stones, they are something larger than a pebble and smaller than a boulder. Often smoothed by water, but not necessarily. The stones look similar to cobs of bread, as do cobblestone streets.

Is it too late to join in here?? Let's see: Yamaha 350 * Bridgestone 90 Suzuki 250 Yamaha 180 * Kawasaki 200 * Yamaha 250 * Yamaha 250 - a second one * Triumph 650 Yamaha 650 Honda 175 * Norton 850 * Suzuki 750 (reworked to about 900) * I loved the Norton 850 the most. I always wanted one and I finally found one. After riding it for a few years, I had it professionally restored. I noticed a slight amount of oil weeping from the drain plug on the oil tank just after I had it restored. So I took it back to the place where I had the work done. On the way, I managed to run up the re

Not too sure that I remember a Garfields. Was that on the same side of the road as the co-op? I started working for a new guy here in Oz many years ago. He was English and so I asked him where he was from. He said Sherwood. It was that old small world thing happening. Not only that, he said that one of his favourite places to drink was the Green Dragon in Oxton. Oxton is where my family used to live for a long time. The last one to live there died there in the 60s. There are a heap of us in the graveyard at Oxton church, and one of us on the roll of honour inside. The closest one now though l

Thanks for the Carnarvon St picture. Nostalgia beat you to it I'm afraid. I looked around on Google quite some time ago, and I keep looking back every now and then. It's good to see the old place is still standing. There was always a big black old Humber that was parked on the opposite side of the street. It sat there for ages. I never really knew who owned it at the time. When I went back for a visit many years later, I remember walking back down the street with a camera that had a long lens on it. I wore a green army jumper, and so from a distance it probably looked like I was carrying a g

I remember Drs Chisholm and Alexander. I used to live in Carnarvon Street. I also went to Ashwell St Infants. My grandmother used to live opposite the school in Ashwell St too. My father used to work at Pearson Bros. and my mother worked at the sugar beet factory at Colwick, which has just been demolished I believe. We had an old black and white tv in those days. It was more like furniture than a tv. It had a thick polished woodgrain cabinet with doors on it to hide the tv which was only tiny by todays standards. I remember some of the old shows too, as you do when you were a kid. I remembe