Jill Sparrow

I don't know any big words like that, FLY! what I do know is that anyone with enough gin inside them looks happy! If I were HMQ and 92, I'd be looking forward to leaving em all to get on with it and putting my spiritual feet up for a few centuries!

No, I haven't got Alzheimer's and started repeating myself! Mods, delete please.

Camilla is rapidly turning into the Queen Mother. I think she's even wearing her old clothes and hats! I know Charles loved his granny but that's ridiculous. I didn't watch the wedding. Got rid of my tv some years ago. I've been papering the bathroom ceiling! Don't ask!

Do you mean Godber's, jonab? They were there for many years. I used to know Marian Godber.

But Rasputin had a way with the ladies, Ben. You might be related!

I think there's more than a passing resemblance to Wallis Simpson. That's me in the Tower!

Bet our Ben got all the best grannies!

Saw several old Rovers this afternoon, of the type my father owned when I was a child. They looked to be coming from the direction of Crich Tramway museum. Perhaps Pianoman was driving one of them? Must have been an event on up there. Lovely vehicles. Brought back a lot of memories.

Didn't they recommend sun lamp treatment for rickets or vit D deficiency? My grandmother, apparently, had some light treatment at the clinic next to Hyson Green library in the 1930s but for what reason I don't know.

I too escaped the jab. Reason? I refused point blank to have the test! I think I've mentioned before that I'm needle phobic. All my peers had it but not I.

I remember it well. I was a regular visitor to Forest Dene every winter with a hacking cough. Forest Dene was a lovely building and, I think, should have been left alone. On the opposite corner were the prison railings of The Manning Penitentiary for Silly Girls too dim to fail their 11 plus exam! Yes, NBL, my alma mater or my nemesis, for want of a better description! You won't find me lamenting its obliteration!

You'd be a good stand in for Yul Brunner, our Ben. Look good in those oriental outfits. Show your legs off a bit!

Good news indeed, Michael and Chulla will be relieved at not having to share his Tibetan Tipple with other Nottstalgians just yet!

I was intrigued by your post, Centaur, but saddened by its ending. As you will know if you have read previous posts, I inherited a large amount of documents and photographs connected with the Fryar family. John William Fryar was a former manager of the Barber Walker Colliery and resident of the house you speak of.

The moggies keep us young, Catfan!

Not yet, NBL. Not yet. You're not sloping off to Chulla's Tibetan Tipple Emporium!

My uncle George of Garden Street would term it "A real Bobbydazzler" . Anyone who was obese was referred to as "a boiling bit!"

Indeed! Fine performances from everyone except Christie as Marian. Couldn't act her way out of a paper bag!

One of my favourite films, The Go Between, was filmed in Norwich, including the aforementioned hotel. Julie Christie, whom I expect Ben has wowed at some time...and the very personable Alan Bates.

I think she should probably go to Specsavers, Malcolm!

I went to Boots' on Saturday to collect my thyroxine. The pharmacist was not the usual one and she asked me if I had a medical exemption card (thyroxine users don't need to pay for prescriptions). I told her I had one but no longer needed to use it. When she asked why not, I advised her to look at my date of birth. "Oh, you're 60!" she gasped. "I would never have thought so!" Now that's the kind of senior moment I don't mind at all!

Dolly blue bags were also recommended for bee stings. Most households had blue bags for washing and, presumably, the alkaline nature of the dolly bag counteracts the bee venom. Never tried it but lots did.

I used to go to a salon on Long Row in the late 70s. It was accessed from an entrance next to the West End Arcade. Quite a big place and good stylists. Can't remember what it was called. Around 1976, I had my hair permed at Hair by Tony on Pelham Street. The stylist said she didn't think it was a good idea but I insisted. Wish I'd listened. It looked awful and I just had to wait for it to grow out!

You've probably served em in Marsden's, or wherever!

I believe she was married to a professional cricketer, Ben!