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I’ve just re-read the Musters Hotel thread and it brought back memories of the early 1970s. I was in the company of Rex Harvey (again) a year or so ago, what a lovely man he is too. A personal memory of the Musters Club is not what actually occurred there but what happened on the way home. I was with 2 friends on the way home from a great night at The Musters to Arnold, in my friend’s husband’s car. In those days drink/driving wasn’t a big deal and she’d had her share. We were going up Mansfield Road, out of town, and she drove right over a raised ‘Pedestrian refuge’ and burst 2 tyres on

@DavidW that’s an amazing project you’ve worked on, it’s obviously taken many hours of research. I spent the first 8 years of my life in Netherfield but don’t remember too much about it and certainly don’t recognise any of the family names you’ve researched. Well done though. It’s posts such as this that I enjoy reading the most …… all about real ordinary Nottingham folk. Fortunately my two grandads came back home at the end of WW1.

Can I adopt a couple please? Preferably a male and a female ……. We haven’t seen a hedgehog in our garden (or anywhere else locally) for years. Do foxes attack them, because we do get the odd fox prowling around.

I’m from a family of drinkers! My Great-Grandparents kept the Station Hotel in Hucknall in the late 1800s. They used to open very early in the morning so that miners from Hucknall pit, coming off the night-shift, could get a drink. My Gt Grandfather died relatively young and my Gt Grandmother had to leave the pub because women were not allowed to be tenants or licensees. She moved across town to Long Eaton and ran an off-licence. I have a shoe-box of old family postcards going back to the early 1900s and there’s a postcard addressed to my Gt Grandmother and the address is just ‘the Beer

Thanks for looking @Marrowman I would think that the booklet you’ve got was printed in the mid to late 1980s. The reason being that children were not allowed in the Horse and Groom when my Uncle ran it and they didn’t have a restaurant, only serving filled cobs (which were excellent though). While Charlie was in residence he converted a barn at the back into a ‘party room’ but I don’t remember it being used. He also made the outside loos into part of the pub by building a conservatory to make a covered walkway. Edit: They didn’t do Bed and Breakfast either.

Yes it was a well-run pub, Charlie didn’t stand for any nonsense. When they retired they moved to Papplewick and he used to drink in the Griffins Head and as far as I know he never set foot in the Horse and Groom again!

@Marrowman is the Horse and Groom at Linby mentioned please? My Uncle Charlie kept that pub for many years until retirement in around 1980. In fact the pub was in my family for about 100 years. Charlie previously had the Duke of Wellington in Shirland for a few years and when his uncle, my great-uncle, George Jennison was struggling to deal with cellar work in Linby, Charlie used to drive over and do it for him, then eventually he took the pub over.

When I was in my early teens I broke a front tooth by hitting the bottom of Arnold Baths. My dentist at the time was a Mr Boyd on Mansfield Road near the junction of Woodborough Road. He crowned the tooth with gold and I loathed it. He said I couldn’t have a porcelain crown until I’d left school and finished playing hockey. I really really hated that tooth as it was so noticeable. Fortunately Mr Boyd moved on elsewhere and a lovely young ‘just out of University’ John Carberry became my dentist. I begged him to replace the gold crown and he happily obliged. That tooth has been crowned se

Yes Oz, I’m watching it, a great start for England. At the same time we’ve got the kitchen TV on and I’m watching the Trooping of the Colour at the same time. Oh what a busy morning!

When they’ve spent hundreds of pounds at the Tattoo Parlour they’re going to make sure everyone sees the artwork. A good friend of ours had tattoos on his forearms when he was a lad. By the time he reached his 30s he hated them and spent several thousands at a laser clinic getting them removed …… the coloured ink was removed but he was left with lumping skin, still very evident and he’s 80 this year.

Yes @MargieHthose people may well be the nicest people imaginable but that doesn’t mean we need to see them dressed inappropriately to their body size/shape. I like to see men in shorts (in warm weather) so long as they have good legs, I’m a ‘leg’ person. I think too many females leave the house without looking in the mirror, bare flabby mid-riffs, big bottoms, short skirts with awful fat legs. Myself, I am happy to wear shorts because my legs are still good, but the shorts are just above the knee, not up the crotch. But I’ve got scraggy arms and won’t leave the house in sleeveless gear.

The timing of the attacks puzzles me. 4.10 am two fatal stabbings on Ilkeston Road 5.30 am fatal stabbing on Magdala Road, then takes white van to mow down pedestrians a few minutes later on Milton Street. Would he have walked/run across town between 4.10 and 5.30am, it’s not exactly a hop skip and jump. Maybe he travelled on one of those bl**dy scooters? Ban them ……

We don’t know yet, and possibly never will, the reason why this individual went on a killing spree but nobody NORMAL would even contemplate going around killing innocent people. It’s been said he’s an immigrant with mental health issues, a neighbour of ours has a student house in the area where the two students were knifed to death, one of his tenants said the arrested man was black with dreadlocks (not that that makes him a wicked murderer of course ….. Bob Marley springs to mind) Not much has been said about the poor man who was no doubt off to do a day’s work this morning, had his va

Quite an achievement Mr and Mrs Trogg, congratulations from me too. Hope your dental appointments don’t make too much of a hole in your wallet and you’ll enjoy the rest of this special day.

Wish they would! All I’ve established from our local (Mapperley Park) Facebook page is that there’s a police incident tent by Magdala Tennis Club, which is very close to Woodborough Road.

I’ve just seen a post on Facebook that the tram line was struck by lightning earlier and no trams are running between Wilkinson St and Hucknall. Oooerrr!! Bulwell did get it bad safto then!

It’s been very localised. In Mapperley Park we had thunder, lightning and gutters overflowing with the rain. My friend in the Lace Market said they didn’t get much rain.

I drive so few miles these days that I hardly even look at the odometer, but I do know it will be a damn good, very low mileage, car for somebody when I sell it. But you've reminded me of one day around 1970 when I was out with a local Olympic and Commonwealth racing cyclist who @plantfitwill remember, we were driving through Wollaton Park in his ‘retired Police Car’ that had a black vinyl roof covering where the blue light using to be! He noticed that the clock was going onto 100,000 miles and didn’t want that to happen so chose to drive backwards to delay it. After more than 50 years

Pugh, Pugh, Barney MGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble and Grubb

Wait until your neighbours call the fire brigade to deal with the result of your weed burning and then the firemen can remove the ring.

In 1975 I was staying at the Victoria Hotel with an Irish Wolfhound and actors who were making a film at Hardwick Hall, the dog was to be in the film. The cast included Oliver Reed and he was thrown out of the hotel for causing a great deal of trouble due to his alcohol consumption. The film was never finished, they ran out of money!

The only person I listen to on Radio Nottingham is Mark Dennison, he makes me smile and plays my kind of music, but he’s leaving the station anytime soon. I just can’t listen to any of the other presenters, they’re either very boring (Verity Cowley, talking about her children all the flippin’ time), or their voices grate on me, or they’re ‘too Nottingum’ I always have the radio on in the car and listen to Talk Radio or Talk Sport. I’d listen to Radio 2 if Terry Wogan was still with us.

I miss him too, and his wonderful sarcastic comments.

We had 4 trees felled last Autumn, two were dead but two were very much alive but annoying! The tree surgeon arranged the written application and was at our property 6 weeks and 1 day after the deadline date. We’ve got a massive pile of logs now too! I so wish some of the London Plane street trees around our property would get a dreadful disease so they could be felled, we’d then get some sunshine and light into our garden. I’m not a ‘tree-hugger’ …….!

Nottinghamese was never spoken in our house when I was growing up, even though I grew up in Arnold, my Mum was from the Meadows and Dad from Lenton. It’s only since returning to Nottingham 19 years ago that I make the occasional Nottinghamese comments, such as calling my husband ‘duck’! I remember when we first came back here and he (being a Southerner) looking aghast when a shopkeeper called him duckie! To be honest when living in the Home Counties for 30 years no-one could tell where I originated from, which I was happy about, our local accent isn’t harsh like Scouse or Brum but I like b