Andyblackpool

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  1. Still ticking on eh, that's good, pension soon that's better ;-)   Went back to Alfreton a few months back after a several years just for a nostalgic look around.  Wish I'd not bothered all my childhood/growing up memories shattered.  What a dump now and how things change eh?  Best regards A

  2. There was one in Alfreton where I grew up.  I remember behind the counter a wall full of drawers where all the children's (me) vests and pants/underwear was kept.  (Liberty bodices for the girls)  Long gone now but I am talking about the early 1960's as I am very very old...

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  3. On 5/22/2016 at 10:29 AM, Cliff Ton said:

    Looking at Poohbear's link, the writer says he worked in "the Weights & Measures Office, Exchange Alley". So it's one of the rooms on here, which was down the south side of the Exchange building.

    The front of the Exchange is on the left, facing the Market Square. "Poultry" along the bottom is where the Flying Horse was.

    http://i954.photobucket.com/albums/ae24/kc29_2010/kc29_2010001/exchange1_zpsplwes4q9.jpg

    You know Cliff Ton, I never thought I'd live long enough to ever read the sad words: 'Where the Flying Horse was'

  4. On 10/31/2020 at 12:38 PM, Jill Sparrow said:

    It's hardly in the same league, is it?

     

    I watched the clip of the students partying in the city centre on Thursday night and I thought about two great uncles who also knew those streets well. At the same age as those students, they were squatting in a flea/lice/rat infested trench, up to their knees in mud and corpses, waiting for the shells that killed them both.

     

    No university for them.

     

    Or perhaps the young Battle of Britain pilots with a life expectancy of even less than their pitifully scant flying hours.

     

    Maybe those students who are whingeing would like to try a bit of that instead?

    The youth of today wouldn't last 5 minutes if transported back to WW1/2.  They'd all be crying out loud on Facebook complaining about their human rights before they even got on the boat never mind off it; Twitter would go into complete meltdown with support for them.  Shameful what we've become as a nation now, utterly shameful.  National service would help but they'd all fall out about the nasty way they might be spoken to by the sergeants or the lack of availability of gender neutral toilets. 

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  5. 13 hours ago, Brew said:

    The price never fails to amaze me for what is at the end of the day flavoured water, £34 per gallon. Beer per pint will soon equal the price of petrol per gallon.

    I once returned a bad pint to the bar once asked the landlord if he'd paid 30 odd quid for a gallon petrol and his car wouldn't start would he kick off at the garage attendant!  He got my drift..and changed my draught ....boom boom!!

  6. 5 hours ago, Cliff Ton said:

    I can remember it being there, but don't remember actually going in the place.

     

    I've looked in old phone directories, and Kardomah was officially 12 King Street, which on the Streetview link is now the Zizzi Italian Restaurant.

    It was indeed, I remember it well.

  7. On 5/26/2020 at 9:59 AM, Cliff Ton said:

    When pubs eventually reopen it'll be interesting to see how busy - or not - they will be.

     

    How comfortable will people be about going back into a relatively confined, closed space surrounded by strangers ?

    And how extraordinarily (even more extraordinarily) expensive drinking in pubs has become.  Especially after all these months of supping at home.

  8. On 10/28/2019 at 6:35 PM, mary1947 said:

    Know the Liberal Cub well had my wedding reception in the room up stairs  its at the start of St Ann's well road give or take 40/50 yards.

     

    I miss all the "PUBS" where you could have a good sing song with the old joanner playing. Remember The Brick and Tile at Underwood changed from a pub to "MA HUBBARDS" now no longer ma hubbards site now OAP bungalows. have been built on the land.

    A very dear friend of mine was the manager/licensee (or whatever club managers are called) at the Liberal Club in the 1980's: John Moore.  Sadly no longer with us, a great, generous guy with a wry smile, always had a tale to tell and an extraordinarily dry sense of humour; could have you doubled up and on the floor at a close relative's funeral!  Always wore buttoned up camel coat with a black velvet collar - held his cigarette in the air like an Italian God bless him.  One of what you might call 'Nottingham characters' of which there are so few remaining these days. 

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  9. 17 hours ago, doodle said:

    All I remember is the road split and the main post office was on the left side of the split the Black Boy on the the right side of the split - can't remember the buildings the ran in the middle of the split if you get my drift?  I think the Kardoma may have been on the same street and also a Wedding Gown Shop Pronuptua?  that sat on the corner of a small alley where Keith Hall and Adrian Hairdressers were - I remember that cos I had a relative Rosco who worked there.  The alley led back down to square and I also remember a small boutique (dress shop)  called No. 10 cos I had a friend who could afford to buy clothes there I just had to enjoy the outing!

    Used to work in the Provident office on Upper Parliament St in the late 70's - we often used to go to the Black Boy on a Friday lunch treat for an Irish coffee which we thought very posh!  Was always busy with shoppers having snacks in the bar area - the restaurant, I seem to remember, was at the rear to the left of the bar.  Can see the girl pouring the cream over the back of a spoon onto our coffees even as I type.  It was all red velvet curtains and guilt furniture, along with the statutory red flock wallpaper that was so popular in places like this back in the 1970's.  Loved and lost eh?

  10. On 5/1/2021 at 11:35 PM, mary1947 said:

    micktome   

     

    sould  this post not  say "Who is this person"?

     

    Can any one remember 

    ""The Rag Trade"?                       

    The Rag Trade where the shop steward woman Miriam Karlin used to blow the whistle and shout 'Everybody out',  Also stared Sheila Hancock, Peter Jones and Reg Varney?  No never erd of it!  Ha ha.  Yes I remember it from my youth, my mother was a seamstress, used to work in Griffin's (and Spalding) alterations department for many years so had a great interest in the program I suppose.  She can, and still does, tell a tale or two about those days with all the posh Nottingham shoppers in what was known as 'The expensive department'.  Says her knees used to tremble whenever she was called down to the showroom floor to take measurements.  Was told only to speak when spoken unless to do with the measuring; no small chit chat with the customer allowed under any circumstances.  Not like they'd have spoken to her in those days of course ;-) 

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  11. On 2/26/2021 at 10:10 PM, mary1947 said:

    Question   was this pub where the town girls worked from ?

     

    One more Question  I seem to remember a pub near buy or it could have been the Exchange , when you went to the very back room of the pub on the walls they had horses, just like the one's that go up and down on one of the big Roundabouts at Goose Fair. Can any one remember these horses?  and which pub had them ?

    Yes it was indeed reputed to have been the haunt of city totties (as ladies of the night used to be called).  Rumour also has it they used to leave their price ticket on the soles of their shoes.  I too recall the back room where they used to have a disco when we used to go in the early 80's though I don't recall any horses on the walls though that's not stating they weren't there of course. 

     

    Another good pub that bit the dust

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  12. On 10/15/2008 at 11:22 PM, mick2me said:

     

    The Thurland

    (Freddie Slack's)

     

     

    Freddie Slack's Thurland Hall, oh yes indeed a pub and landlord of the old school.   Old Slackie had his enemies (like all good pub landlords used to have most of them folk who had been justifiably barred) but he was a great friend to me and to many others I could mention too.  He was at the Thurland the same time I had the Coach and Horses on Upper Parliament Street.  Fred passed away several years ago bless him; a great guy, a great friend and very sorely missed.  

  13. Wednesdays were known as Grab a Granny night.  Possibly a bit offensive to today's more sensitive member's ears but that's what it was called at the time.  Had some great nights in there over the years; back in the day when Nottingham catered for all tastes and not just the student/youth population.

  14. There used to be a Ford's shop in Alfreton where I was born and spent my first few years.  I always remember they had a 'wall full of drawers' behind the counter where they kept all the  child's vests, pants, pyjamas, socks etc' I remember like yesterday (and I must have been very young too) being in there with my mam one day and the lady behind the counter getting some vests out of one of the glass fronted drawers for me behind her.  Funny how little things like that stick in your mind isn't it?

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  15. Not a road name but this might count. Back in the 70's we used to drink in the Lord Clyde at Kimberley where there were two separate bakelite signs on the back door of the pub one over the other, the signs read;

    Way out

    Gent's toilets

    Which always did raise a smile :-)