Jill Sparrow

The Capitol? Bottom of Churchfield Lane. Now a church, I believe.

Looks like your moggies prefer mallards to mice, PP!

Yes, I remember it, BK, but don't know anyone who went there. Knew Garden Street very well indeed.

I have three cats of whom the same can be said! Nice life if you can get it!

I know what my paternal grandfather would have said. Unusually, for an Old Contemptible, he never stopped talking about the war. He was not in favour of the armistice either. If he'd had his way, Germany would never have caused any further trouble.

Apparently, I was misinformed. David Juggins attended Bentinck Road school.

Does anyone remember Mrs Platts from Berridge? She never taught me but I was terrified of her. Dark, curly hair and seemed quite old. Often did playground duty. I can see her now standing there with the brass bell, wearing her brown lace up brogues and woollen coat with a shawl collar. She lived in one of the Victorian cottages on Prospect Street, just round from Radford Boulevard. They are still there and rather nice. Years later, my sister, Julie, worked with a lady who was married to Mrs Platts son. She was at Berridge when Julie was there so Julie remembered her. I never thought of Mrs Pla

The Manning Badge was quite uninspiring, simply the letters M and S overlaid in school colours grey red and white. Inside the front cover of the school hymn book, which I still have... someone pinched mine and I had to buy a replacement...is pasted the school hymn. O loving Lord who art forever seeking/Loyal and true disciples of thy will... I can't remember ever singing it but, knowing me, I'd have penned my own version! The pasted in copy makes reference to "Thy free forgiveness in the hour of need" At Manning? You must be joking

No food for 29 hours?? Only one cure for that...the biggest, squashiest chocolate cake you can find. And don't share it with anyone! Speedy recovery, Carni.

The grandmother of a friend of mine proudly informed her GP she had stopped smoking. She was 90 at the time. The GP almost died laughing! Granny lived to be 96.

Hate flying. Terrible ear problems. Went deaf after returning from Italy many years ago. The doctor looked in my ears with the auriscope and said I had the most peculiar inner ear arrangement he'd ever seen! I once had a hearing test as part of a medical when I was 17. The doc said my hearing was way too acute for a human and I should have been a dog! So there you go, Loppy!! He also said I'd have problems on aircraft. He was right! don't ever whisper nasty things about me...cos I can hear ya!

I'm going back to the very early 1980s, before all the alterations at St Stephen's. I do recall now you mention it that there were two children. I don't think I was ever aware of where the family lived though. The church was going through a period of transition and things were getting too modern for me so I departed! Like it says, I'm a Mediaevalist

Well, this vegetarian won't!! However, the moggies are fond of bluebottles and spiders...which aren't insects. I'm told they taste like prawns?

Sorry to hear about your problems, Carni. Hope all goes well for you. Don't let hubby forget to raid Bird's cake department when it's all over!

Small world. I remember Josie Barron. She used to attend St Stephen's church when I was organist there. She had a son whose name I can't remember.

I have not eaten meat for over 40 years and for many years didn't eat fish either, although I now do. As I have 3 cats, I need to provide them with cat food and they cannot survive on a vegetarian diet, despite recent arguments to the contrary among vegan cat owners. I detest the idea of killing anything. Those who can tear their attention away from their smartphones for long enough to pay attention may have noticed that there are fewer and fewer swallows to be seen in the skies each summer, chasing fewer insects. We don't like bugs and insects but do we realise how essential they

Yes, that's the one. It was one of three clocks from my childhood. The others were Staddons on Radford Road and the Lewis & Grundy clock in town.

One of the most vivid memories of my childhood is walking up Radford Boulevard en route to Garden Street, running up and down Player's steps, gazing up at the clock and the smell of tobacco that permeated that section of the road. All of it, long gone.

To be honest, PP, I can't recall anyone wearing uniform when I was at Berridge. All my school photos bear this out. Yet I was aware of the uniform colours and on some older photos, girls are wearing gymslips but that may or may not be part of the uniform.

Have a wonderful birthday, Margie, and many more to come!

Fascinating!

Christopher was a boy in my class at Berridge. Quiet, reserved, intelligent and always well dressed. I've never been remotely interested in immature, rowdy, badly turned out thickos. However, Christopher did his utmost to avoid me. One afternoon, I cornered him in the stationery cupboard...in the dark...and he started crying because he was scared...of the dark, not of me...I think. After that, I lost interest in him. At around the same time, I discovered Mr Spock (Star Trek) and realised he was my ideal bloke. IQ in the stratosphere, constant supply of intelligent conv

This memory is a bit hazy but when I was at Berridge Road School in the mid 1960s, there was a mixed race child named, I think, Susan Pownall. She was said to have been adopted by the Pownalll family. She was slightly younger than I but must now be approaching 60. I think she appears on one of the photos I have.

Did you think he'd made them up, CT? I don't think he makes things up...especially not his half a million female conquests!

I order mine online and pick it up from Boots 2 days later. Simples! Since my partner is also on thyroxine, I order his the same way. I have a tin full of Levothyroxine tablets of varying dosages which we share between us. I've probably got more than Boots!