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  1. mercurydancer

    The grand pub

    Yes it was a Bass house. Bass used to be a decent pint but I never had one at the Grand.
  2. mercurydancer

    The grand pub

    I did not go into the Grand much. I dont know why. Possibly because the beer was awful.
  3. I recall the Hyson Green flats with mixed memories. Used to play there as a kid, so knew most of it. Come the early 80s, when there were riots, disturbances or just general messing about, I was a policeman. I was stationed at that time in Worksop. Bearing in mind that my parents lived in Bobbers Mill Road at the time. The senior officer's idea was that officers from Bassetlaw were not going to be known in Hyson Green were they? My role was "keyholder" ie I carried a sledgehammer. I very clearly recall chasing a group of youths up the ramp shown in one of the previous photos, and seeing them disappear into a flat. I opened the flat door with some delicacy with about 3 thumps from the all purpose key, and faced a very old West Indian woman aiming a shotgun at us. As you can imagine, we didnt go much further. It was trendy at the time for the kids of West Indian origin to adapt a Jamaican accent so we heard "We beat de babylon" but normally their accept was a broad Nottingham as mine. Went back to Worksop, then on a weekend, went home to Hyson Green. The devil got into me and I went to the Cricketers for a pint, not to boast, or say I was a copper (suicidal behaviour if anything) but just to listen. I was recognised, but not as a copper, by a lad I had gone to school with and lived on Bobbers Mill Road. I wont say who, as the family name has been mentioned on this site, but the family were totally respectable, and of West Indian origin. I had a pint with this chap, and not a word was mentioned about the disturbance. Just a normal pub encounter.
  4. I would often go the other way, from Bobbers Mill Road to the Wheatsheaf, possibly the Nags Head (I swear they have the same carpets to this day) then on to the Whitemoor. Whitemoor is still going. I recall a small but dapper barman called Jack at the Whitemoor who pulled a perfect pint of Black and Tan. I never drank it anywhere else. Timescale? early 1980s.
  5. mercurydancer

    hyson green

    I loved the Wheatsheaf. On hot summers evenings my and my dad would walk down there and I would have Vimto as we sat on the walls. I also recall it as being a decent pub going into the 1980s. Its last reincarnation as a pub was a pub which had Reggae nights every Saturday. Now, its a Macdonalds.
  6. mercurydancer

    hyson green

    I recall Plimsoll Street well. At the top on the junction to Bobbers Mill Road (Top left on the photo) was a sweets hop run by my god parents. Across the road on Bobbers Mill Road there would have been two shops, one a newsagents run by the Beardsmores, and opposite, a fish and chip shop called Dogger Bank.
  7. mercurydancer

    Hyson Green and Basford

    I can totally confirm that the works identified as Berridge Road works are the ones which were part of Smith Dennis. I know both factories well, as my father worked at both. The Berridge Road metalworking factory was certainly still in operation until the early 1970s. The one on Berridge Road was a general purpose metalworking factory, which not only produced sheet metal, but turned metal products too, which supported the heavy casting plant on the other side of Lambert Street and fronted onto Bobbers Mill Road. The big castings were valves for the oil industry but the fine metal workings were the actual turning mechanism for the valves. Although Berridge Road was much busier than today as it was a through road from Radford Road to near Gregory Boulevard, I can recall castings being rolled down the road to the metalworking factory for the turning mechanisms to be fitted. On a personal note, almost exactly outside the door of what is now the community centre ( and at the time was the factory) I was knocked down by a car and spent a horrifying week in the Children's hospital.
  8. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    Catfan Russian driving is both spectacular and dangerous. I have seen nothing like it anywhere. In Moscow the traffic can grind to a standstill on some directions and the drivers just drive on the road into oncoming traffic on the opposite lane. Traffic lights are a suggestion to most Russian drivers. I can recall driving in southern Russia in a blizzard. I could not see more than about 10 meters. Overtaking me was a saloon going about three times the speed I was driving at, with a bus full of kids behind, the bus driver honking the horn for the driver to pull over and let him past.
  9. mercurydancer

    Another one gone

    It was two years ago on 3 June. I cannot say if it is easier now, certainly not at the moment.
  10. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    Nothing wrong with Russian doctors. My Mother in law (to be) is a retired pediatrician.
  11. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    Oh Jill, I do recall Dr McGrath, although I cannot recall if he was Irish. I can certainly recall the surgery as you say, next to the garage. It was quite big inside. I do recall Dr McGrath as being very kind and understanding.I was knocked over by a car on Berridge Road and surprisingly I was not severely injured. I do remember him coming to the house after I was discharged from hospital on a daily basis. I did have a moment of horror with him. I had repeated tonsillitis and was quite ill, so he sent me to the Children's hospital to have my tonsils out. I was terrified. After my father died (actually 2 years today) I found my medical card. It was during the Mexico Olympics when I had my tonsils out.
  12. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    I seem to recall that Acton had an alcohol problem. Maybe that was his demon. However, I have known alcoholic surgeons (quite a few, but that was my line of work) but none of them were cruel. Not fit to practice due to alcohol, some temporarily while they got themselves sorted out, but cruel? Never.
  13. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    It must have been just before 1980 when I had bridgework done by Mr O'Hanarahan as I didnt have a denture when I joined the army.
  14. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    I would not wish ill on anyone, and the passing of anyone especially, but psychologically he did me much damage which persists to this day. I do not forgive him for that. It took me a decade or so to get to a dentist, and that was in the army, and as RAMC I knew some very good dentists. My mate Nigel sorted out my teeth after years of neglect, without pain and distress.
  15. mercurydancer

    Nottingham Evening (sic) Post RIP

    Even until the late 1970s it was my dental practice, but by then taken over by Mr O'Hanarahan, another Irishman, but a very good dentist and understanding of both the patients who he inherited, and the fear of dentists.