Jill Sparrow

Never mind. This way you get two lots of cream cakes!

Nice to see you back, Smiffy49!

Very interesting. Some Saunts (my mother's maiden name) on this list and also a Sparrow.

Welcome to Nottstalgia, Chris. I'm sure you will find much to interest you on this site. I grew up in the Bobbers Mill area, not so far from you. Look forward to reading your memories of Nottingham.

I have been doing a little research into Dr Robert David Barber's family and discovered that his sister, Cassandra Barber, married Thomas Wilkinson Lumley in 1894 at Eastwood Parish Church. Thomas eventually became the Chief Constable of Leicestershire and was the son of James Rutherford Lumley, who was born in Bengal and served in the Indian Army. By an odd coincidence, there was another James Rutherford Lumley, also an Army Officer on the Indian subcontinent, whose wife gave birth to a daughter in 1946. The daughter is rather well known. Her name is Joanna Lumley! Small world, i

#56 Not a roundabout in sight! Those were the days!

I have a 78 year old friend who fell and broke her hip 8 weeks ago. Again, no one seems to know why but apparently her BP falls 20 points when she stands up from a sitting position. As a retired theatre nurse, she knows more than most about these procedures and is bearing out the old saying that medical personnel make the worst patients! It's slow progress.

Very sorry to read of your fall, Chulla. Having fallen over a few weeks ago myself for no discernible reason, I can understand how perplexing and embarrassing it is. Hope it hasn't spoiled those boyish good looks!

#20 Just imagine now scary it is with 7 people in there who haven't a clue where they're going!

#10 No, it wasn't one of those, Loppy. It was either a Heinkel a Messerschmitt. I'm certainly not in a hurry to travel in another one!

#774 I can understand why you feel nervous, Carni. Being the tremendous coward that I am, I'd have gone into hiding by now or changed my identity. You're very brave and I'm full of admiration for you. I sincerely hope it all goes well and you get lots of your favourite flavour of ice cream when it's over.

#36 Whatever it was, Fiftiesboy, I can't believe we were daft enough to pile in there and endanger everyone's lives because we must have been an accident waiting to happen. Young and stupid...it's the only explanation!

#93 My mother purchased all her net curtains and brocade curtaining from there. Remember it well!

#26 Is there a bigger story there, Ian?

You've all got me thinking now and I'm wondering whether the car was in fact a Heinkel as opposed to a Messerschmitt. I know the maker had also manufactured aircraft. For some reason, I seem to think the front opened as opposed to the top but it was so long ago and there were so many of us jammed in there, I reckon I was suffering from oxygen deprivation! We were genuinely concerned about being stopped by the boys in blue because the driver couldn't see out of the rear windscreen and had someone virtually sitting on her lap. We all thought it was hilarious at the time!

#27 Sorry CT, but it was and we did! Don't ask me how we did it. I remember being surprised at the time because although I knew they had made planes, I didn't know they made cars! We were all a lot thinner in those days!

In 1977, one of my colleagues got married and moved into a house on what was then known as the Middlebeck Estate in Arnold. Several girls from the office were invited over for the evening and we went in a tiny Messerschmitt car belonging to Michaela, the only person who had a seat to herself as the driver. The six passengers, including me, were sandwiched like sardines in a tin. When we reached the outskirts of the estate, which was still in the process of construction, we simply couldn't find our way in. The whole area was surrounded by a wooden pallisade type fence. I

#470 I have a number of friends who are on that stuff, Stephen. Their ailments range from arthritis to depression to just about anything in the medical book. I get the impression that GPs dispense them like sweeties. I'm afraid I'm very suspicious of medication of any kind and, yes, I know it's easy for me to say that because I'm not on any, apart from a little self medication with shiraz or merlot of a weekend. When I see the vast amount of pills some people take, I do wonder what all those little capsules get up to when they get together!

Being extremely slim in my teens...and even into my late 40s!...I went for the Audrey Hepburn look. I have always loved classic, elegant styles and although that wasn't the fashionable image for teenagers in the 1970s, I didn't care. I've never followed fashion. I wasn't interested in pop music or pinning photos of people like The Osmonds on the bedroom wall. I suppose I was a very serious teenager and some people probably thought I was rather strange but that would never have bothered me! My parents used to say I was around 35 when I was a toddler!

I look forward to hearing about your discoveries, Jim. I am well acquainted with the thrill of exploring the lives of relatives and know just how fascinating and addictive it can be!

Welcome to Nottstalgia, Jim Farrell and good luck with your research. I attended ballet class with the daughter of a GI when I was a child. Her mother had some stories to relate. She'd had a very tough experience in the USA and returned to the UK as a single parent.

#62 What about Henry Ireton, the Attenborough lad? You don't see many pictures of him. Depends on your view of the Civil War or, as some call it nowadays, the English Revolution, I suppose but he stood up for his principles and put his money where his mouth was. He paid the price for it too!

Welcome to Nottstalgia, Roddus0. Hope you will enjoy this site.

#6 Ah, now you're talking, Loppy. With 4 moggies trained to weed the garden, I'd be able to put my feet up. Are they interested? No chance!

#4 Jake is obviously not the kind of beagle who does traditional hound things. Try him with something slightly different, knitting perhaps?