Jill Sparrow

Sounds like a waste of good cheese! I love cheese! especially toasted.

Woodbridge Avenue. Drove a tanker for ESSO. Two sons.

Many of my school friends had outside loos with no light. I would never use them. My mother had awful problems with me as a child because there were only certain toilets I would use.

I could not use one of those. I have a phobia about toilets, since I was a child. Fortunately ours was indoors and upstairs. The phobia, I'm certain was caused by the infants toilets at Berridge. They were outside in the playground, dark and flushed automatically with no warning. I don't know how the mechanism worked. Maybe NBL could explain it? There were 3 toilets and the cistern ran along the wall but was larger in the end toilet. It was painted green. Caused me nightmares for years as a child and, even today, I never leave myself in the position of needing to use a loo with a h

I remember Canon Walter Beasley at this church. It was not Roman Catholic but always regarded as Anglo Catholic...smells and bells, to put it another way or High Church, if you prefer.

I taught for a year in Lincolnshire and can't say I liked those I met. Our next door neighbour's daughter, when I was a child, married a man from Louth. His mother in law disliked him. He had been a market gardener in Louth and grew all sorts of things in his garden in Clifton. CT will know who I'm talking about. My mother was very good to our next door neighbour, did her shopping, helped her out wherever possible. I remember the son in law bringing my mother a bag of home grown tomatoes for which he charged her more than the local Greengrocery going rate. His mother in

A huge number of British soldiers were also taken prisoner during this period, including George Henry Ward, Jack's cousin who later lived in Garden Street. He had been on leave for 2 weeks and in late February 1918 had married Emily Phoebe Smith in Lambley parish church. Within days of returning to the front, he was a German POW. Fortunately, he came home safely and went on to be a much loved figure in my young life.

Don't worry, Rog. You can get counselling!

No wonder she called herself Katie Boyle!

266107 Lance Corporal John Samuel Ward of 24 Suez Street, Basford Nottingham. Died 100 years ago this day. My great uncle Jack. Never forgotten.

Apparently, she was allergic to Camay!

There were two butcher's shops named Chambers in Bulwell. I believe the proprietors were related. I was at school with Denise Chambers whose parents kept the shop in Coventry Lane/Road. The other shop was near the market place.

We know he was killed by a shell as Louis literally scraped up what was left and buried it in a sack. He fashioned a rough wooden cross with his brother's name on it. I was told a photograph of this grave hung next to the one of Archie in uniform on my grandad's bedroom wall.

Camay soap! She must have sold thousands of bars of that! I believe she was originally Italian.

I'd be intrigued to know where Sutton in Ashfield ranks!

Yes, David. Archie Saunt is my great uncle. He has always fascinated me but I have never seen a photograph of him. In fact, I think I've just found him. If I hadn't found this on the Nottinghamshire website, I'd have said it was my grandfather, Louis, Archie's older brother who survived the war. They look like twins. My mother said Louis kept a framed photo of Archie on his bedroom wall, in which Archie wore his KRRC uniform. She said he looked exactly like her father. I do not remember ever seeing the photo. This image shows that he was a snappy dresser, j

He'll end up being suffocated by a throng of adoring women! Aged 109, probably.

Same thing happened to me when when my cat Spock passed on. Vet's excuse was that immunisation reminders and suchlike are sent out by a completely different company. It didnt happen again! The lovely Monty looks very much like my little ginger puss, Bruno!

...but only to the ladies, eh Ben?

Very true, CT. Lucy's death certificate gives her place of demise as 700 Hucknall Road. Her cause of death as cerebral thrombosis and senility. It was certified by T W Sheldon MRCS. She was 74. My mother, who didn't remember her grandma, said that Lucy's remaining children told her they were taking her out for the day ...and Bagthorpe is where they took her! Mum said that, when she was a child, the very mention of the name struck terror into people! I'm not surprised. Lucy became a widow in 1925 and obviously struggled to look after herself. She had a tragic life, poor

Bless you, Rog. You're a good sort!

Can't fault you, Trogg. I live in my own head most of the time. It's a very pleasant place!

You have to be very special to live in Bulwell!

I believe Bagthorpe in Basford was also originally a workhouse. My great grandmother Lucy Saunt was taken to Bagthorpe Hospital in the 1920s, where she died. I was told she suffered from dementia. Bearing in mind that she had given birth to 12 children, 6 of whom died as babies, one died of a brain tumour at 15 and another was blown to pieces by a German shell in 1915, I'm not surprised the poor woman had mental problems.

I don't consider myself miserable but I become more anti social every day which other people perceive as being miserable because they don't understand why I prefer my own company to theirs! I could tell them but they probably wouldn't like it. It wouldn't surprise me if I eventually turned into a hermit...with 4 cats!