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I have emailed David Birch, author of 'Nottingham Sunburban Railway', to ask if he has any information about the bridge in question.

British Railway Journal Christmas No.14 1986 P188? If so then you have seen the photo already. My copy of the photograph gives a slightly clearer view of the same picture. you can see the box in the background but no sign of a bridge. Of course, that doesn't mean it didn't exist, just that it isn't on the photo - it may have been behind the box. I have another Daybrook photo somewhere that might help - not sure where it is at present though. Wilfred Marriot retired around 1960, perhaps when Mapperley (Gedling) tunnel collapsed. Towards the end he may have doubled as Station Porter, given

I have a photo of the station, looking east from 1904/5 but it isn't on that one either. The signal box stands alone. I used to know one of the signalmen in that box, name of Wifred Marriot. Died many years ago and was a friend of my grandfather. He always had a bag of Nuthall's Mintoes in his pocket and gave me one each time he saw me.

Here's a plan showing the walkthrough:

Crikey 6" nails! I wouldn't have dared do that for fear of derailing the train.

Is this the bridge you mean? If so then yes I do - I used to stand on the bridge to 'get the smoke' when I was nobbut a kid. The station master used to chase us off if he caught us though.

There are also remains of a medieval monastery and a Crannog within a short walking distance. The county is full of such stuff but unlike the Orkney Isles it doesn't make a big tourist thing of it.

It's a bit corny but what the heck

Yes, my house. The gravestones are in fact edging stones from teh rear of the old platform, dug up when gardening. They are set N,S,E&W and can be used as a large sundial. Caithness is a county full of Neolithic and Bronze age stone archaeological remains so they are not out of place here.

Let me know when and we can get a pint together whilst you are in the area. Formerly Watten Station, Highland Railway; B870 at the level crossing by Loch Watten, 1 mile north of Watten Village. On Google earth as Watten Mains - although that is the farm at the top of the road some distance away. I don't know how they got it wrong but we get many B&B people turning up thinking we are the Mains B&B. They all look surprised when I say "Ah, you have a SatNav don't you" <g>

Yup, that's it.

They still do outside my house. I live alongside the Highland Railway.

The first house in the row of terraced houses is teh chippy that I grew up with. Used to belong to a German lady who always gave excellent portions and loved children. After she left here she took a shop on Carlton Hill and thence once in Dunkirk. I haven't seen her since about 1977. http://www.picturethepast.org.uk/frontend.php?keywords=Ref_No_increment;EQUALS;NCCC002372&pos=3&action=zoom&id=39594

Does anyone remember the enclosed overbridge that went through Victoria Station? I always used to find it an atmospheric sort of place.

My mate lived in Hucknall and I lived in Arnold. A group of us used to cycle up to his house for either a day out or sometimes in summer, just an evening. As we approached his street, in order to warn him of our imminent arrival, we used to place a fog detonator on the ground and drop a heavy stone or brick on it to make an explosion. He would have his bike out and be ready to go as soon as we arrived. Odd thing is - we never got caught :o))

The original post referred to pennies on the train line amongst other things. My favourite spot for this was the line where the old Nottingham Suburban Railway met the Great Northern just East of Daybrook Station. The 'back line' goods trains were very heavy and made short work of flattening coins. There was however, always a scary moment when the loco hit the coin and made a loud bang as it did so.

That's evil! <g>

Another sound that will always stick in my mind is that of my father's 1950s Trojan diesel van being started on a cold winter morning at 07:30am at about the same time as the milkman clinking bottles as he put them onto the doorstep.

Coal being tipped into the coal-house or down into the cellar.

Does anyone recall this round: Goodbye [name] eg Julie, while you're away, Write me a letter, to tell me that you're better, goodbye Julie, while you're away, Don't forget your old friend [next name in circle] eg Carol. Goodbye Carol, while you're away, etc..

My Sisyrhynchium are beginning to flower. They normally flower around April.

I was thinking about the infamous Fox and Grapes murder of 1963 and wondered if I could find out more about it. A 'google' revealed the following article in truecrimelibrary.com. does anyone else remember it? Quote: "In Nottingham, the locals at the Fox and Grapes were in good spirits. Forest had beaten Wolves 3-0 that day, Saturday, September 7th, 1963, and were soon to head the First Division table. The Beatles were at No. 1 with “She Loves You,” and everyone was having a good old sing-song before 10.30 chucking-out time. When the doors finally closed, landlord George Wilson a

I too remember that nativity scene. It was a regular feature of Christmas throughout my teen years at secondary school. I used to catch the 3 & 59 bus to school from the bridge.

Here in the far north of Scotland rooks often build trial nests around Xmas. The main nest building gets under way in February but the winter storms usually blow them out of the trees a few times before they finally finish them.

Apologies for the delay in responding to your post - I completely missed it, idiot that I am <g> I don't know its location but I'll ask my brother who may have more gen.