Compo

Off topic but I need help, please. I found this stone ball some years ago but for the life of me I cannot remember where. It measures 1½ inches diameter and appears to be granite. I thought it might be a Scottish Neolithic carved stone ball but I can see no carved 'knobs'. An alternative could be a stone round shot for a smooth bore canon. Any ideas welcome.....

Found these in the attic today....who said marbles?

Girls' chant at boys who stared at knickers tucked into skirts for games purposes: "Bought and paid for, Clean and cared for, If you don't like it, What do you stare for?"

Stu, There is a major storm blowing here in Caithness, I just hope I can get this message off before the power goes again.... I do remember Wellington and Wood Streets. The Druids Tavern (with Landlord/lady Eric and Hilda) was my regular - it being the one where they always let us in under age :o) Kimberley bitter was a great beer for beginners. Hilda's cheese and onion cobs were to die for! Last time I was in Arnold was many years ago when the Druids was only open part-time; I was deeply disappointed with its condition and never went back - too sad.

I particularly remember Wharton's Dairy and wasn't there a funeral director's next door towards the "Croft"?

Tit-for-tat - hat. Titfer for short.

Ta mi duk!

Ah yes "Skegness is so Bracing" said the Skegness morris dancer aka the Jolly fisherman.

Was that the place that was on the left as you drove north?

This from a trainspotting friend: There's certainly one! This one, which was locally based judging by the reg number, was at the Crewe Works Open Day in September 2005.

No idea to be honest but the birds eat them throughout the winter months. Perhaps I should point out that the garden covers two acres so there's room for bird food bushes as well as our regular fruits.

Ashley's photo of No.6.....I don't wish to appear racist but - Is that a Golliwog in the front downstairs seat?

Here's one for the Mablethorpe fans: Back in about 1995 I visited Mablethorpe on my way to Norfolk from the far north of Scotland. It happened to be Autumn and the Sea Buckthorn in the dunes just to the north of the town were in fruit. I gathered a handful of berries and grew the seed. I now have mature Sea Buckthorn in my garden producing berries of their own, just 17 miles south of John O'Groats :o)

I remember the library and the swimming baths alongside (out of shot). But when I was a kid the block of houses between High St and Front St had gone and been replaced by a lawn and "The Forms". I was born at 51 high St at my grandma's house.

That would be High St on the rear left, Front St centre and St Alban's Rd directly on the left - would it?

I was on a beach near Windscale/Sellafield, just above the tide line with SWMBO in 1989 when along came a "Friends of the Earth" type with clipboard and started asking questions such as "Do you realise there is a serious threat to your health on this beach from the nuclear plant?" and "Do you think it would be better to go somewhere else?" Eventually, I became fed up with the scaremonger and told her that I had every confidence in the nuclear industry despite the rumours put out by her kind - she left us alone :o)))) I was and still am keen on conservation but I wasn't going to be bullied in

That trolleybus looks just like mine apart from the number of wheels and destination board:

265540

Great photos of the beach and DUKW gang!

I used to go there on my Lambretta Li150 Series III; great fun and great music.

I never saw these but I had them described to me in about 1974 by a chap who used to live in the Meadows. He said they were very popular down there in the 1950s.

I heard that too. Also of interest is the world famous picture of I.K Brunel standing in front of the chains of the ship Great Eastern. The photos on sale at the SS Great Britain shop in Bristol have been doctored to remove his cigar! In an interview they said that it was bad form to show a famous person smoking because it might encourage youngsters to smoke. Fizzin' idiots!

Called a "Scarab", it was the workhorse of the railways for many years. Could turn on its own axis. Great little vehicle though.

My first wife buried her gran's wedding ring there and replaced it with our own. The following spring she changed her mind and went back to look for it. We searched for hours using the markings on the sea wall as our guide (which we had noted for posterity) but alas, never found it.

One final pic. for tonight: Chapel-St-Leonards caravan site Circa 1953; note the slop buckets and meat safe beneath the van: