Jill Sparrow

#75 Pianoman, you are probably one of the few people who can remember The Grange, even as a derelict shell. No one has ever been able to identify those photos for certain. I particularly like the windows of The Manse, with their bull's eye glass panes, although I suspect they may not be there now. As Catfan says about the 1920s flapper photo of Ruth Barber, the pictures recall a very different era.

She will make him squeal!

#71 Many thanks, Catfan. First photo shows back row: Caroline Isabella Fryar, her brother Mark Strelley Fryar. Front row: Marian Robey Bell and Louisa Mary Fryar, nee Strelley. Date unknown but prior to 1934. More Manse photos yet to come.

Many thanks Catfan. The grave of John William Fryar can be found in Greasley churchyard. His family paid for one of the bells in the church peal as a memorial and it is inscribed with his name. His younger brother, Mark, was also a Colliery manager and his hobby was bell ringing. The three people on the second photo are from the left, one of the Fryar sisters, Mark Fryar and his wife, Louisa Mary Fryar, nee Strelley.

#79 Are you sure you didn't pull one over your head and nip round to the Midland Bank...the one that liked to say "yes"?

No you won't because I will!! I guarantee it will be long, drawn out and excruciatingly painful and it won't kill them, quite. Involves the testicles and a bacon slicer, set on ultra thin! My little Bruno narrowly escaped a similar fate but was rescued by my vet, bless him.

Did they not bury the bodies of suicides under what is now Canning Circus? It was a crossroads and therefore believed to prevent the earthbound souls of those who took their own lives from wandering about!

#77 Bet you didn't look like the Dalai Lama (aka a young Errol Flynn) in those days, Chulla!

#73 Fingerless mitts, leg warmers, balaclava and fleece lined liberty bodice...where is Ben these days?

Welcome to Nottstalgia, Timlechef. Hope you will enjoy this site as much as the rest of us! My sister has a house in Spain and is preparing to retire there next year! Bet you miss the frost and snow really! Brrrrrr!

#159 I'd forgotten all about Cowan's on Parliament Street, Woody! Interesting post!

#68 Yes it did, Catfan, certainly it was still there a few years ago. I used to hate going to Ilkeston for meetings during that week. Went once, early in the morning and was there all day. There was no sign of anything when I arrived but when I left, there were bits of fair everywhere and I had to drive round endless side streets to get back onto the main White Lion roundabout. Was always wary about visiting Ilsun during that period afterwards!

#3752 Eee by gum! It's amazing who reads NS posts! They've brought him back just for me!

...but we like you!

#22 Raffles is female, Margie! Don't worry, for the first 3 months even the VET...we have to spell it out in this house....wasn't sure. It's now short for Raphaella! She was 11 last month and is as cunning as a cartload of chimpanzees!

She'd probably been taking Danazol!

Whatever happened to flea circuses? Frontline? Advantage? Fipronil?

Koalas look cute but I'm not sure about the claws! I'm very much in favour of hugging animals. Always makes me feel better! People? Nah! Too much baggage. Can't be bothered. Haven't the patience!

#14 We shell out money for multi fuel stoves and then can't get a look in because the 4 pawed brigade are posing as firescreens! Wonderful, isn't it!

#48 When he was a child in Beeston, my father was out with his dad one day when they witnessed a very unpleasant episode. An ex serviceman who had fought in WW1 and who had lost an arm, was begging outside the Star Inn. The local policeman told him to move on and ,when he didn't, handled him very roughly and became abusive. My grandfather intervened, telling the policeman to leave the man alone, adding that whilst the ex serviceman (and my grandfather) had been fighting for their country, it was well known that the copper had been enjoying himself in safety, drinking af

#26 Some folks have no sense of humour! Tarquin would like the recipe. Says it sounds better than Whiskas!

#22 RATatouille?

Thank you uncle Catfan for putting our moggie shots on NS!

I find these things occur when people are doing mundane, routine tasks and their minds are just drifting, not engaged in thinking about anything in particular. I'm also certain that there's a logical, scientifically measurable explanation for these experiences. It's just that we don't know what it is. Although we like to think we know it all, we don't really know anything. We're just snotty-nosed kids, as my daddy would have said!

#18 My paternal grandmother was given to "seeing things". I see and sense things myself at times. Always have done. It doesn't worry me and certainly doesn't frighten me. Grandma always said it made more sense to fear the living as they would do you more harm than the dead. Neither she nor I believed in death anyway. If people told her they were scared of dying she would ask if they'd been scared of being born. They usually looked puzzled and said they couldn't remember, to which she'd reply, "Well, there's your answer then!"