Jill Sparrow

@IAN FINNmy mother always recalled how she watched that library being built when she was a pupil at Guilford Girls' School. When war broke out in 1939, the school timetable was severely disrupted as the school buildings were commandeered for war purposes and lessons, such as they were, were conducted at the library or at a teacher's house on Bar Lane. Pupils who needed the loo were not permitted to use the toilet at the teacher's house and had to walk back to the school premises!

Oh, I should think so, @LizzieM. We had Milly, Molly, Mandy and Little Black Sambo.... All on the shelves at Hyson Green library and at school.

@The Engineer yes, Stephen was a year older than Christopher. They were like chalk and cheese. One quite portly and one very slim.

Berridge first year juniors in 1964/5. Back row: L to R: Keith Hudson, Jeffrey Warren, Stephen Eccles, unknown, Stephen Holbrook, unknown, Charles Haskey, John Daniels, Jeffrey English. Third row, L to R: unknown, unknown, unknown, Pauline Cross, unknown, unknown, unknown, unknown, unknown, unknown,Jeremy Whitchurch, Second row, L to R: Anne Hutchinson, unknown, Christine Lamb, unknown, unknown, Karen Hatfield, Jacqueline Marshall, unknown. Front row, L to R: unknown, unknown, unknown, Michael Chomyn, Malcolm Flowers, unknown, unknown, unknown.

It will never be the same as when it was housed in the beautiful building on Shakespeare/North Sherwood Street. Every Saturday as a teenager I was in there. Loved the place.

Brilliant, CT. Many thanks. The document in question is dated 1929, I believe. I suspect Primula Terrace disappeared in the 1960s.

Transposition was an area of exams I never liked. A piece of music would be placed in front of you and it would be in, say, D major. The examiner would then request it be transposed up or down a tone or semitone, at sight. Hated it.

Do any you map fiends out there have an old map that shows Primula Terrace, off Windmill Lane in Sneinton? It no longer exists but has come up in connection with an old document a friend of mine has found. Much appreciated if anyone has.

I'm not keen on opera but love oratorio, mostly. My parents liked the usual Glenn Miller, Frank Sinatra (!) Nat King Cole, etc, but everyone on my mother's side of the family played the piano and sang, so I was brought up on classical music, starting to play by ear as soon as I could sit on the piano stool. Later, I had music lessons and studied for years until I had passed all my theory and practical exams. I was studying for my LRAM when my teacher died and I didn't pursue it any further. I'll listen to pop music but it has to have some musical structure, not just two chords rep

I recall a similar thing happening to a friend of mine around 14 years ago but in that case it was Talk Talk. In the end, they sent her a huge bouquet of flowers to apologise for the trouble they'd caused her. She promptly threw them in the bin which I thought was rather a waste but such was the anger Talk Talk had provoked.

Beautiful building, the Judge's Lodgings, formerly the County Records Office. I have spent many happy hours in there researching family history from its primary sources. Knocks the spots off where it's based now.

Using Systm online is as easy as falling off a log. Not that I'm suggesting that anyone, especially Nonna, falls off a log. I've used it ever since I needed repeats for thyroxine. Nothing simpler.

You don't believe in doing things by halves, do you nonna? We bruise easily as we age so I can just imagine what the fall has done to you. My mother used to be covered in bruises at the slightest brush with a solid object. Snuggle down and get plenty of sleep. It really is the best medicine. Get well soon.

For which your mother would have been eternally grateful

As far as I know, Colin Spick was an only child. It's an unusual name.

@Beekaywe almost share the same birthday. On 23 November 1957, my mum was vacuuming the stairs when she tripped over the hose and fell down the rest of the flight. She was almost full term with yours truly and thought she had gone into labour but the pains passed off and I stayed put for another week. However, the experience had a definite effect on me. I was frightened by a vacuum cleaner at a very early age (!) and have a phobia about housework as a consequence!!

He was a client of a firm of solicitors I worked for many years ago. Very well known in Nottingham.

I don't intend to have a funeral. I want no long faces mooching around grieving for me and I'd better not spot any grinning from ear to ear with glee that I've shuffled off! They can do what they like with my worn out shell. I didn't arrive with a fanfare and I shan't be leaving with one, either. Undertaking seems to be going down the road of spectacle and ever increasing expense. The money will be going to Cats Protection instead.

Perhaps Ben knew him?

Nothing is certain, except death and taxes!

I gather that it is by no means certain that the lady's grandparents did attend Berridge. They were probably pupils at Stanley Road all along! Puzzle solved.

FFGS was within a stone's throw of Manning and Stanley Road ran out of the back access gates. I must have walked past both schools during lunchtime rambles round the area but I didn't spot it either. I suppose I was miserable enough with the school I was attending. I didn't go around looking at others. Not in those far off days, anyway!

I am now beginning to wonder whether the relatives of the lady who owns the photo actually did attend Berridge. People tend to think that because a family lived on Berridge Road, their children must have been Berridge pupils. Not so. It's a very long road. @katyjayhad cousins who lived on Berridge Road but I think they were almost certainly Stanley Road Primary pupils, I've contacted the owner of the photo to tell her where we think it was taken.

There's a suggestion that the primary school where the photo was taken was Stanley Road Primary in Forest Fields (Now Forest Fields Primary School) and the building behind it High Pavement Grammar School. High Pavement moved to Bestwood in 1955 and the building it vacated became Forest Fields Grammar School, subsequently it became Claremont Secondary School. However, both schools are still there and although Street view isn't much help since the road visible on the original photo has been pedestrianised, I think this may be where the photo was taken over 100 years ago. The architecture of wha

I have been in touch with the lady who originally sent the photo to Berridge. I've established that what we are seeing is the entire image and not just a section of it. All that is written on the back of the mounting is her grandfather's surname. It clearly isn't Berridge but perhaps someone might be able to identify that building in the background. Tall order but you never know.