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We used to chuck them in the paraffin bin that sorted them for a bit the electric petrol pumps were notorious I went out to many a55 bmc motors always took the apprentice bunged him in the boot to keep banging the pump so we could drive it back never got stopped once by police even with legs sticking out the boot

I seem to remember the chip shop as malloys as a child pilkingtons the pork shop and henshaws the butcher During the war mr henshaw was home guard he had the ladder and stirrup pump for fire watch

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I drove for Clearways in the eighties when we were on 4am starts they left the wagon keys in the front bumper I recall one old driver went to comet wharehouse and couldnt raise anyone at the loading dock He went round to the office and when they raised the shutter the wagon was gone Frank the boss was not pleased meeowed

I think that the ford 100e was the first motor you could do almost everything from underneath Prior to that you had to take all the seats out carpets and floor to get the gear box out sidevalves were a nightmare Ford had non adjustable tappets you had to grind the valve stem to alter the gap They gave 11 to 13 for the gap i always set them at 10 if you didnt you got all the inlet and exhaust manifold back on only to hear tap tap when you struck it up First job was decoke unheard of today But there where no works times then you had a job and whenever you finished you went to the foreman for an

I recall as a child having a wooden spitfire we used to run up and down the street with and poor little jim couldnt keep up I always thought he had died at a young age I dont recall seeing him with the rest of the kids we played with As for mr whitlam i remember him banging on my door when my chimney was on fire oblivious to me and we had got it out before the fire brigade turned up They lived on Ewart road then

I remember the whitlams I think the father drove a wagon for sankeys the clay pot makers in bullwell. I recall jimmy sat on our doorstep gasping for breath he was what they called a blue baby in those days he had heart problems. As children we didnt know we were all running about and he would say hold on bill while I get my breath back. I thought the barber was Dons and i to recall anything for the week end. mrs orange and the hardware shop. my mother used to clean for her. mrs Torr whoes husband drove for BRS and Olga who always dressed like a man with a navy blue beret on. We shall never s

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A Plumber opposite the police station on Radford road had some prints hanging up of the real Nottingham castle A magnificent castle in its day After the civil war it was almost derelict and the then Governor had it knocked down fearing that Cromwell might set up parliament in Nottingham with it being central to the country When Cromwell returned to Nottingham he summoned the governor to explain his actions He told Cromwell he did it so as not to give any aid to Cromwells enemies To which Cromwell replied had I known of this I would not have suffered it The governor retired suitably chastend

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I think Shakespeare was more likely right with his portrayal of Richard The fact that he executed most of the people that helped him gain power shows an insecure character and his deformity would have added to his need for revenge But saying that it was nothing new to murder your family rivals in those days I am pretty certain that he had the princes murdered After all Buckingham would never have dared sanction this without Richards approval after seeing what happened to anyone who crossed him No one dared breathe without Richards approval I think he was a cold blooded murderer and the way

I watched a tv episode on Richard the 111 and I was reminded that I saw a document in the city library many years ago He did quite a bit of work to Nottingham castle and one document said that he planted a tree near the base of the castle rock it then said that it grew just as crooked as he that hath planted it Meeowed

I was in town today and workmen were in the building at long last something seems to be happening unlike the old general on radford road the longest conversion in history meeowed

Amos and andy show was old world comedy I found it very funny but it would have no chance with the pc riddled luvvies today Calhoun the lawyer was hilarious he always got amos in more trouble than he was in the first place and the wonderful saphire long time ago meeowed

When I was apprentice we had a Christmas meal at the Kohinoor I found myself sat next to peter Butterworth of the carry on films he was at the pantomime he ordered Bombay duck I didn't even know what it was then meeowed

I was reading in the post today that an exhibition at the art gallery had raised peoples concern that the gallery was on fire But no it was a work by an artist called alighiero e boetti I do hope I have spelt it right called my brain is smoking still more evidence of the loopys being alive and well and maintaining the council track record

I see they are now going to close the bridge exit seems like giving in to the low life gathering round there Well its only took two years to get this far with what was a basic security problem so I suppose that the Watson fothergill office has a while to run yet meeowed

Would there be anyone out there who remembers the Nottingham artistic masterpiece The famous peg board shed This iconic piece of art was going to promote Nottingham all around the world This artistic wonder consisted of a shed full of holes with a light in The said masterpiece was proudly exhibited on the castle green for all to gaze at and wonder The artist was laughing all the way to the bank I wonder whatever happened to it does it still languish in some dark corner of a warehouse somewhere or as I suspect been consigned to the skip The council even tried to outdo this feat of incompeten

I watched repeats of the sixties series of the prisoner on channel 61 it was just as whacky as I remembered it great stuff had to smile at some bits made you realise that we are all living in the village now ha ha meeowed

The fact that so much money was spent on the Victoria centre and then to leave the bridge exit in such a disgusting state makes no sense surely a set of doors and some paint would not trouble the budget After all the present exit must be a health and safety risk to any shopper having the bottle to use it At present it looks like a druggies paradise meeowed

I was in town today and still the Watson fothergill offices remain untouched this iconic building is being left to deteriorate a clear example of the council neglect One of the great examples of great architecture should be celebrated by this city We have some prime examples of his work here in Nottingham and they should not be allowed to go into ruin The successive councils over the years have shown that their knowledge of architecture leaves much to be desired This repair project looks like rivalling the time it took to build the pyramids meeowed

one of the best he should have been knighted a long time ago saw him at Mallory park lots of times A real gentlemen When you had to run and bump start on the MV he was coming out of Gerards bend when all the rest were just going in just from a standing start great days

I remember some trolley buses being stored at Plumtree The lad I worked with was called tony spencer he lived at the station for a while and in the nineties I think it was I took an old Notts and derby trolley bus driver down to an industrial estate near bournemouth to see a partly restored Notts and Derby trolley bus I took some photos but have no idea how to download them we had a great day there and they were very obliging even towing the bus outside so we could take pictures meeowed

I wonder if there is anyone who can remember a man called Arthur Shepard who lived in forest fields in the fifties He worked for the council His wife was Bessie and a daughter called Christine What a hero he would organise bus trips all over England The bus would pick you up at the top of the street it would be the same people who went even the same driver a man called bill Brumby this man did it all off his own back and was the life and soul of the community As a child it was wonderful to go everywhere from Blackpool to the south coast They would chalk numbers on the bus wheel and when