banjo48

In oz, CB's are still fairly popular, especially for the travelling caravanner and truckies. When a three trailer plus tractor road train unit comes up in your mirror doing well up the speed limit, they can be a real usefull tool to assist the driver to pass. And often in far out of the way places I've chatted for an hour or so with a truckie going in the same direction but nowhere in sight.

I think it would be around 65 as I was an apprentice from 63 to 68. And after 66 I got day release, so just went college for the day instead of nights. Was on Broad street but feel sure it was the Rainbow Rooms but hey it was a fair while ago.

Does anyone have memories of the Rainbow Rooms ? think it was on Broad street. I went to Peoples college for night school 3 times a week for a couple of terms and had a mate, Barry, there who's dad was a projectionist at the Odeon cinema, he used to get free tickets to some of the gigs held in the Rainbow rooms, so we used to often go there after college on a Thurs or Friday night. One band in particular was in the charts called Unit 4 +2, Concrete and Clay the song, well talk about a one hit wonder , they were totally crap !Think most people walked out after the first set ! Saw the Beatl

Just been going through this thread, brought back more memories. Does anyone remember the Series 1 short wheelbase Landrovers that city transport used as a mechanics vehicles. I think they had two of them. I bought one when they disposed of it, got it from the auctions I think. Cannot remember the registration but think it was LTV something or other. Sold it a little later to my neighbour across the road who put a handbuilt aluminium canopy on it (it was originally a soft top) and it was then resprayed dark blue. Cannot remember what happened to it then though, but my neighbour had many ha

I had a similar chat with a guy in Phoenix Arizona, called Sparkplug, from the same spot at Dorket head ! He was a trucky, and was coming in as though he was just down the road.

Be great to see that photo, I remember Mrs Robinson (Maud- english ) Mr Scott (metalwork) Mrs Lemunie' (spelling)- French teacher) Mr Godfrey (history- very good with a blackboard ruler, he used to wack us with it Lol!) Mr Spencer (evil barsteward !) His favourite weapon a size 12 plimsole! One of my best mates got expelled by him ! Think he bacame head master after I left. The shcool bullies when I started there in '59 was Roger Street, Richard Mabott and a few more I cannot remember. Strange when I left school I became friends with both of them and used to hang around outside the librar

Anyone got a copy of the photo mentioned here, as I went to Gedling and left in 63, I was in Mr Greenwoods class. My missus went to Cavo but is 2 years younger than me, her younger and older brothers both went to Cavo too!

Strangely enough I got my recipricle ozzy licence a few years ago! Had a G1 restricted power (no morse code) in the UK. And here in oz they gave me a full VK6 HF ticket with no exams etc. I've got a Yaesu FT 897 multi mode sitting at the side of my bed in my RV with LDG 897 tuner. Had a multi tap mobile antenna on my truck but found it very limiting in some ways, and did not really have the right spot for the rig, and I do not really like HF mobile, so currently looking for something more suitable for RV use as I am currently full time on the road for a while. Looked at the G5RV and still

Compo Just looking at your map and saw the foundry there. Can remember working at a foundry on Mansfield road but nearer the old lido in Sherwood I think , or maybe nearer the city ? Bloody filthy job we had as we were rewiring some part of it and all the years of dust etc was terrible. Very interesting though watching the blokes do the sand moulds for the casts they made. Think they were drain covers of some sort.

Being a gardener her handle was "Busy Lizzie" I think. One of her very good friends was a bloke called "Ripley George" really nice fella, but had a major stroke and lost his speech pretty bad, but could still say "Bloody Hell" and gradually that became the only words he could say ! and he used to get very frustrated, as his brain obviously thought he was chatting, but all he could say was that ! very sad. He passed on a little later and it really upset my mum. Bit like losing dad all over again.

Whilst perusing the threads have come across a few mentions of the "old" cb'ers and cb radio in general. I used to have one of the early 27mz rigs in the early days, as my neighbour was a trucky and had access to such things. Anyway as the hobby progressed to legallity, I lost a bit of interest and decided to become a radio amateur. I gave all my now legal gear to my mum, who was a widow and fairly lonely, thinking it would give her something to do with her time. Anyway she became very active on the radio and had many new friends, who often used to pop in for a cuppa with her. It basical

When my mum was alive she used to knit a lot and got a job doing some mohair fancy patterned jumpers for this designer woman who sold them to the Japanese at a huge profit ! Anyway when a jumper was done there was always some odd wool left as each pattern and colours was different. Mum, being thrifty, used to make up these jumpers for my kids using the odd colours left over. They looked like little multi coloured bumble bee's ! My twin girls also had the mittens with thread through the arms, so they didn't lose one !

FM Broadcast receiver antennae, used to have one in my loft to get good stereo reception.

Definitly the Derbyshire, Erewash, Mansfield, Worksop areas. As most here know I live in W Australia and earlier this year met a couple next to us in a caravan park and he heard me and the wife talking, asked where we were from originally and what a small world, he was from Mansfiled way but had married a Woodthorpe girl and came to oz about 30 odd years ago ! he slipped into Yowth and serrie and a whole lot more ! we had quite a a few happy hours reminising the old Nottm days. He was going on about missing silly things like potted meat, and Shippams crab paste and heaps more. Said he had bo

My great aunt and uncle lived in Abel Collins homes, they used to live on the Wells road and had to be on a waiting list for ages to get in there, Uncle Harry passed first but great aunt Nell lived on for several years there, we visited her about once a month for Sunday tea, and she always used to get out her best China and then cry !

Whilst an apprentice I worked on most of Wimpey's housing estates around Nottm, Howbeck road, Stockhill, Ruddington and one at Grantham. One of my old neighbours in Carlton was a ganger at Wimpeys for years, and yes he was a chap of Irish decent and a lovely fellah. Talking about "Paddys" (no disrespect meant) does anyone remember the gangs that used to do major power cabling trenches throughout Nottm ? I remember them as they used to cook their breakfasts on their shovels over a brazier ! You could smell the eggs and bacon a mile away ! and boy could those guys dig ! all shovel and pick wo

Remember Mick Cupitt, but cannot recall from where. Missus doesn't remember the Bakers I'm afraid, but she does know the Twichell that Katy mentioned, she used it daily to get to and from the cavo school ! And yes it was nicknamed the Alps !

Not sure if relevent to the prison camp but I'm fairly sure there was a war time pill box on the corner of Woodborough road Bank hill or along that road somewhere.

Loved to walk Colwick park too, had a couple of secret Bluebutton spots as the late Autumn set in, always managed enough for my Sunday brekkie, Hmmm crispy bacon, eggs, bluebuttons what heaven ! Also Bunny woods years ago with mum dad and the old dog.

Loved the video, brought back more memories ! Chris Ashley used to frequent the Bier Keller where I did a bit of evening work, he was a friend of Pete the owner. Always remember his profesionalism, as one particular evening we all were standing having a chat and a beer, and Pete asked Chris to do a quick spot on stage, as he was introduced, it was as though he became a different person and did his 5 mins or so as per his radio persona, then to come back and become the real nice guy he really was again. Also met Dale Winton when I did some work at his house near Mapperley park, very funny s

Thanks Katyjay I'm still working my way through the old posts, so there's probably more memories going to spring up as I do ! My missus thinks I'm starting to talk Nottinghamamian again since I joined here ! and I'm driving her mad asking questions as she grew up in Carlton on the pit estate on Valley road, her dad was a miner in the Duram coalfields before moving to the "new" Gedling pit. Piggy & Babs Remember the horse and the old fella with a limp, gran and him were like old friends and shared a pot of tea when he came calling. But little more. I often now curse myself for not ask

Remember seeing the Who live at the boat, or Brittania club, the band came on stage less Keith Moon, after a few whispers from a couple of the guys, someone helped Moony on and to the drums, he was totally out of it ! He seemed to come alive then and they hit it super loud with all the speaker stacks etc. Pete Townsend in a white boiler suit. As the set came to a conclusion after approx 40 mins from memory, Keith fell off his stool backwards and was quickly helped from the stage and that was it, done ! Still a fabulous night and amazing memory, no wonder I now suffer with partial deafness L

Podders was started by a bloke called Adrian Massey, ran the Podder lane outfit then it outgrew the premises and he managed somehow to get the big yard on Nottm road Bank hill. He then moved into tyres and new spare parts but his core business was scrap cars. He made a fair bit out of me as my cars of the day survived on second hand parts ! A junior school mate of mine lived at the far end of Podder lane in the last house before the pit slag heaps, colliery house I think, as his dad was a watchman at the North end of the heaps. I used to go rabbiting on the edges of the heaps with my older

First job I had as an apprentice electrician was at CS Tagg, they had their offices on Mansfield road Daybrook, can't remember whether it was Church house or Daybrook house, up the North end before Oxclose lane on the opposite side. First job I worked on was the "new" Roman catholic church at the bottom of Thackerys lane, had all the latest trends of the time including underfloor heating, all electric of course ! Imagine the power bill now ! Remember one of the apprentices, one lunch break, "playing" with a hand held Hilti gun and nearly shooting a bloke the other side of a breezeblock wall

My dads older brother, my uncle, was a graphic artist at Toby's for most of his working life, he had a major stroke in his early 60's then passed a little later. He was responsible for all the display artwork and signage around the store.