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Sure looks like the one I knew too ! You wouldn't be the Jacko (Jake ) I mentioned would you ? No disrespect meant with my description of you, its just how I remember Jacko. If so you must remember me as I also beggered you to sell me your full length suede coat. You mention your location as sherwood too. RIP Chris, we had some great times and went to some "way out there" parties. Yes Mudgie49 it would be Chilwell, not Attenborough, think I only went to his house a couple of times as we usually all met up in the square on a Saturday evening for the party parade. We did go camping on one

Hi Jake I used to know a Chris Mee from Attenborough / Beeston area in the 60's, don't know if its the same person. We used to meet up in the cafe in Griffins & Spalding for a coffee. We called him "cranky chris" as he was a bit out there. I was mates with his cousin Barry Spackman from Mapperley. Chris was a guitarist and had another mate called Jacko who played bass I think from memory. Jacko was a big tall skinny youth with large horn rim specs, his day job was in wholesale jewellery as I got my girlfriends (now wife) engagement ring from him, he lived at the Baseford end of Hayd

One of my great aunts used to work somewhere in Nottm that made, Bri-nylon bedding. Bloody horrible stuff ! They also made womens undergarments and pyjamas and things, she was always buying the seconds to give to family and friends etc. When she died, mum inherited suitcases full off the stuff, and when mum died I put the lot in a skip we hired to clean out the old house, yes she still had heaps of the things all brand new never worn or used in the case of bed linen.

There was a Mick Lambert in my year, not sure if he had a younger brother. Maureen Budding was also in my year. Think the school opened late 50's as I had to get permission to go to the "new" Gedling school, as I actually officially lived in Arnold ! My mum didn't want me to go to the school in Arnold as my brother had gone there and in her opinion he had got in with a "wrong crowd" so I went to Gedling instead. I attended Hazel Grove junior school 55-59. I started in 59 and left in 63. Had another memory, in another thread Miss Cave was mentioned, well she moved to Mapperley on Gretton

Remember when I lived in the Nursery Estate off Southview road Carltonin the late 70's, a mate across the road was a truck driver. I mentioned I wanted some top soil for the back garden, he said he had a mate who worked out of sugar beet and could get me some washed soil (what was washed off the beets before processing) if I wanted a load. Anyway I said yes that'll be great. Got home next night and had a 40' artic trailer full, dropped on the road and driveway outside my house ! Took me and two neighbours with wheel barrows till nearly midnight to shift it ! Had to go around the street as

I was in class 4A1 in 63, know some of the faces but not the names, top row 2nd left, I knew him fairly well, and the tall lad in the middle is familiar. Middle row 4th from left may be Keith Starting ? And yes it looks like Mrs Lemunier, had her for the first two years then Mr Greenwood for the last two years there. Strange but they don't look like 4th years ? more year 3 maybe, or I'm just getting old :-)) Remember I had a crush on a girl there called Flora Healy, but never dared approach or speak to her, we did actually meet up again for a short fling when I was 16.

Just finished Ian Rankin's latest Rebus offering, thoroughly enjoyed it ! so made me start reading his first novels again, right back to the beginning of Rebus. Just love Rankins way with words and dark humour he gets into the story.

My dad, being a builder, always collected bits of copper and brass, lead etc. to weigh in. When I started work as an apprentice electrician, I worked mainly on new Wimpy houses for my first 2 years learning the basics. I was amazed at the copper lying around as waste, pipe off cuts, and bits of copper wire left after second fixing. So I started collecting it religiously every lunch break in my ex army "snap bag". Around every 6 weeks I would get dad to run me down to Trickets and weigh it in, used to make me a tidy little sum and went towards my first car I bought. To this day I still hate

Another memory surfaces with help from this forum. When I was about 11 or 12 , I used to do deliveries for Marsdens on Mapperley plains, they had one of those old Raleigh bikes with a fixed frame up front with a wicker basket on it, terrible thing to ride as it had no gears, and wobbled around when loaded up ! It also had a steel advert plate between the frame for Marsdens !

My dads mum used to live in one of these prefabs on Saltburn road, just wondered when they were demolished and replaced with little bungalows ? Been looking on google sat view and cannot picture how it used to look anymore, did the new units just replace the old ones on the same plots of land ? Interested in any info or pictures re this area. Tried to edit topic, no luck! (did it)

Must have been a common pastime looking at the pit tip buckets swinging merrily on their way. Wonder what the kids look at now ! Yes miss Cave, she used to wear a beige duffel coat and have a whistle on a ribbon around her neck, when on play ground duty, funny how memories come flooding back of silly things. I left in 63 at 15, had a job already waiting for me.Big shock that was ! I hated school for some reason (maybe because I was shy) but really enjoyed further education at Peoples and Digby colleges. I actually became quite good at Maths, which at school I was abysmal.

Mars bar each for my brother and I, when my great aunt visited on Wednesday afternoons. Wednesday in our house was always "Auntie Emilies Day" and we couldn't get home from school quick enough. Some times for a real treat we got a sixpence too ! Saturday morning was Gramma's day, comics, malteasers, pork dripping and crusty bread, sometimes home made "Brawn" Not in that order though :-))

I went to Hazel Grove junior school (up near top of Westdale lane) but do remember some of the names mentioned, so maybe they went on to Gedling School later ? where I attended from 59-63. Trevor Chaplin was my wifes younger brothers mate I think. The Buddings definitely went to Gedling as I remember a Maureen Budding and her brother(s).

I was born in a council house in Lenton Abbey, we lived a normal life, from what I can remember, but from what I have been told, we survived the post war years by dad keeping chickens and rabbits, basically for food. Dad managed to become retrained after the Navy, where he had been a pom pom gunner, on the Atlantic convoys. He became a bricklayer and after many years of hard work managed to full fill his dream and build his own house at Mapperley, on an old orchard. I then grew up in Mapperley, but moved to Basford, then Carlton after I married. I did an electrical apprenticeship, and had s

When I was an apprentice in the mid 60's one of my fellow apprentices shocked everyone by resigning to go and work at the Palais, his name was Mick Knight and eventually became the manager ! We used to go to "grab a granny night" on Thursday nights and a nod to Mick always got my mate and I in for free. Colemans was our first outing at the gentle age of 15-16 to actually mix and dance (if you were brave enough) with the opposite sex, I never was, so we used to do the circuit around and around, checking out the talent and dreaming ! One of my mates actually hit it off with a young lady and d

I had a very inquisitive mind as a child and when I got my first electric train set, ran through a transformer, was soon bored with its slow running. I then decided I got probably "gee it up" a little if I increased the power. Anyway my clever little mind looked at the power point and thought mmm! so I got some twin flex and poked it in the socket and connected it straight to the lines ! Then switched on the power point ! big bang lots of smoke ! train welded to track, windings in train melted, mum came running in and then I got the good hiding I deserved, ha ha didn't do it again ! Dad h

Probably not, as virtually all Emirates staff are Ozzies or Europeans, working for a living is a bit below the Emiratee's me thinks. :-)

The "Good Life" one of my favourite programs from the past. RIP Richard, another quality actor sadly missed.

Just love it ! There's a lot here in oz too ! My assumption of the armless man being a Thalidomide victim was just that ! he must just have been born without arms.

Remember going into one of those freak type sideshows, as a kid, and seeing a man with no arms at all (probably thalidomide victim) anyway he did his little act which involved doing lots of things with his feet ! amazing really how the human body can cope with such a disability. He could thread a needle, play a piano and lots more. Another of my favourites was the boxing boothe's, where the local lads gave it a go with the hardened bruisers that were earning a living on the fair.

I think Stu has pretty much hit the nail on the head ! I am a stressful person and a worrier so maybe thats it. I know it must be difficult for you, but really its just a hiccup in life, as I said I have had it most of my life and It has not really changed my life, I have done most things we all do, and it has no real bad effect, apart from the sleep disturbances, which seem far worse in the young than when you become older. I think the worst effect is on the parents trying to cope with the younger child like in your situation. I know I put my dad through hell and many many sleepless nights

Not really what you want to hear but I'm 65 this year and still suffer the same problem of "night terrors" ! I started when I was very young and my parents tried everything but it did become less and easier to cope in my teens and older life. My dad was the only one who could calm me as a kid, and I wouldn't let my mum or anyone else near me ! I would be screaming and in a pool of sweat ! As an adult I now accept it and my wife just gives me a shake and I'm fine. The next morning I usually have forgotten, until she tells me I woke her up screaming again ! My youngest daughter also suffers

No mate I knew Richard very well but his youger brother, Phil was my mate. He was actually my apprentice for a while and we became good mates, only saw him last in 2011 at his local in Cropwell Bishop. Had a few beers and a meal with him and caught up on old times.

Many years ago I did a fair bit of work in Derby. Got to know the Borrowash bypass very well. Since coming to oz, it does my head in still, when they say Derby not pronounced as it should but as it looks ! I say Darby, they say Derby ! Living in Perth WA for quite a while they have the footy, local teams match, which they all call "the Derby," where the West Coast Eagles play the Freo Dockers. Not my cup of tea mind you. Give me good soccer game any day ! Another one that gets me is Maroon the colour ! for some reason the aussies think its Maroan ! wierd !! I usually say is that the moo

Remember taking my twin daughters aged 5, in 1988 for a final look at the fair before we emigrated. Went on several rides and had the usual candyfloss and other goodies, then we got to the Helterskelter and they beggered me to take em on it. Anyway it was pretty busy but we queued all the way up the wooden stairs slowly and finally got to the top level, as we reached it Danielle suddenly said "daddy I feel sick" ! "and don't want to go down anymore" I grabbed her and started to get her sister, Natalie on the slide on a mat, and Danielle turned and puked all down the stairs ! all over everyon