Deeps

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  1. Both parents from Glasgow Father from Baileston Mother from Bargeddie they came south after the war I was born and bred on Grainger Street Meadow Lane.
  2. Couple of good books for local Railway enthusiasts published by Book Law Publications Railways of Nottingham ISBN No 1-901945-31-6 I found it particularly interesting having worked at Cowlick in the early 60s. Toton Engineman by John Wooley Former Driver at Toton Published by and available from Steam World
  3. Forgot to mention in my last post (above) it wasn't the personality they wanted to see as much as her well known other attributes which were well in evidence that day. Remember Carry On Nurse
  4. Married to Ronnie Knight a known associate of the Krays and other well known Gangsters. I remember her visiting him in Wandsworth we could have sold tickets for the visits room that day
  5. Dame Babs Windsor if you don't mind.
  6. It's interesting that nobody has mentioned the superb work that the police (The Sweeney) did in tracing and catching this scum they are the people who deserve our respect. I have worked with the scum that committed this robbery ( HMP Whitemoor in the 90s) and believe me they are not nice people don't forget Reeder was involved in the murder (along with another scumbag Kenny Noye ) of the police officer in Kent investigating the Brinks mat robbery (Macavoy, Robinson et al) Prison is where they belong and the longer the better
  7. First time abroad was to Bayonne in France in 1963 serving on HMS Caunton ( village in Nottinghamshire) a Ton class minesweeper crossing the Bay of Biscay was not a pleasant experience these ships would roll on a millpond. While we were there we were taken on a trip to Lourdes courtesy of the French Navy. This was a pleasant and humbling experience
  8. Oh I wish I'd looked after my stomach and not been so fond of the grub. I wish I'd drank Schweppes slim line tonic 'stead of whiskey and beer in the pub. I struggle to fasten my trousers can't bend down to fasten my shoes I haven't seen my old man for ages Guess he's still hanging there loose. When I walk on the beach in my swimsuit People point to my stomach and grin I keep holding it in till I'm breathless then it flops out again -I can't win So I think to myself-does it matter I don't give a feather or fig I'm resigned to the fact that I'm rotund I'm a slob I'm f
  9. Hi Barbkirk I lived on Grainger St and remember all of your family well our house backed on to your grandmothers house on Holme St there is a very good photo of Grainger St on this site posted by Michael Booth who also lived on the Street. I attended your uncle Tonys wedding to Carol in 196? lots of memories to share
  10. Can bring a slightly different perspective to this. I was a teenager in the 60s left school in 62 Royal Navy in 63 became a cold war warrior in 64 ( literally) serving in a ship on anti submarine patrols in the Greenland/Iceland gap, Submarine Service in 65 long arduous patrols in Northern waters usually 6 to 8 weeks duration usually when we came back off a patrol we wouldn't know what the latest hit records were. We came back off one patrol in 66 to find that England were in the world cup final the next day. For me and lots like me the cold war was very real. However for me the sixties were
  11. Went to school in the 50/60s with a lad named Raymond (Cocky) Bell who lived on Skipton Circus off Sneinton Dale his lifes ambition was to own his own Barrow which he eventually did having served his apprenticeship with his older brother Lenny. Ray had a prime pitch selling flowers on the street between the council House and (sorry can't remember the name) I used to see him there on my occasional visits back to Nottingham.
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    Can You Name10

    I agree totally with Michael Wherever I have lived. and I have lived all over the world I have always been proud to tell anyone I am Nottingham born and bred. As they say you can take the kid out of the Meadows but you will never take the Meadows out of the kid. I like your choice of ten Michael and remember them all well D
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    Can You Name10

    I've just read this topic and have now developed an identity crisis. I was born and bred on Meadow Lane, attended London Road school 58/62. Unlike my brothers who both went to Trent Bridge I for some unknown reason was selected to attend the then new Greenwood Bilateral Whilst I wasn't born in the Sacred (or was it the Devils) Triangle I always considered my self as having come from the Meadows most of my friends lived within the triangle I used to drink in all the Pubs on Arkwright St,/ Kirkwhite st when I was on leave. my wife worked on Arkwright St. If it is that I do not qualify for full
  14. Hi Johnny Reggae I have responded to your request by PM I am interested in helping with your research if I can
  15. Hi Firbeck I visited the old Ganges sight recently and what a sad sight it was The HMS Ganges Association is attempting to get the Mast listed status and to have it renovated. The Mast Manning ceremony you describe was an annual event and took place on Parents day the Mast manning team for the ceremony were selected from 2 of the 12 Divisions in Ganges with one division manning one side and the other the other side the Button Boy was selected from one of the divisions. Practice took place every day for months before in all weathers. In my year(1963) the divisions were Duncan and Grenville wi
  16. Thanks Bilbraborn what a wonderful evocative picture you paint. My abiding memory of Victoria Station is from the early 60s when my ship was based in Rosyth I used to travel on leave from Edinburgh Waverley I had to change at York and had to wait a couple of hours for the connection to Nottingham (usually in one of the Hostelries close to the station) The train used to get into Nottingham about 0200 The station would be eerily quiet with nobody around the noises and smells were exactly as you describe them. In those days there would be a ticket collector on all night usually it would be Mr E
  17. Michael the only Willie I can remember on Freeth St was Billy Wyre lived next door to the Murdens( Fred &Terry) he was a mad keen Biker
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    St. Faiths

    Memories are made of such stuff as this I remember St Faiths well from 1962/63 Had to go to the church on Sunday evening to get into the club afterwards dancing to Neil Sedaka Oh Carol the foot stamp at the end nearly used to bring the place down
  19. At Last a thread about Greenwood School. I attended Greenwood Bilateral fro 1958 till 1962. Headmaster at the time was Mr Skilbeck a strict disciplinarian always wore a black gown and was always a visible presence around all areas of the school I suspect a lot of todays head teachers could learn a lot from his style its called management by walking about. Other teachers were Joe Morley, Taffy Broom, Mike Graham (played rugby for Nott's RFC as did Phil Barwick ) I remember some very happy days there and lots of good friends from the Sneinton area. I married a local girl from Baden Powell Road
  20. All submariners in the Royal Navy were known as Deeps
  21. Engine cleaner at Colwick Loco loved it until Beeching swung his axe and screwed it up. Then into the Navy
  22. Sorry Bubblegum sadly this is not true. As a prolific offender (nonce) he will be allocated to a prison that has a dedicated wing/unit that houses a large number of similar offenders who all live on what for them will be normal location he will enjoy the same entitlements as other prisoners but will be considered safe amongst his own kind. His wife will not be as safe and may require to go on the rule as women in prison consider child killers (especially their own) the worst of the worst.
  23. Back to the thread. I used to deliver newspapers from Bill Whites shop on the corner of Thorsby Avenue and Meadow lane. Lees Hill footway was on my round but I can't remember this gentleman perhaps he hadn't opened for business when I did the morning round or had closed when I did the evening round
  24. Albert My apologies Mrs Cumberpatch was Nell she used to work at Bitterlings (latterly FMC) with my mother The mention of the name brings back the smell.I wonder how we lived with it for all those years would people live with it in todays world of environmental health.