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My wife’s great grandad, John Whyman, was the signalman at that crossing and lived in that square house. He had to attend quite a few inquests at the Wheatsheaf after several fatalities at the crossing. That’s why the footbridge was eventually built.

Eyup Nicola! Sit dahn an' I'll put kettle on! I grew up in that area during the 50's, but more the Gordon Road/Pym Street side. Hope you enjoy the posts on here, they are really very interesting and they're a really helpful lot if you've got a question. (Don't tell em I said so. D'unt want 'em gerrin' big 'eaded).

I used to drink in the pubs around Eastood, Brinsley etc., and loved to get into conversations with the old guys. Thee's and thou's were prevalent, as was ta, which sounds like the "a" in "a drink", but with a T in front - (not ta(r)), as in "Ar ta gooin' 'om?" A lot of these old guys were ex-miners, and when they mixed in the pit-slang as well they were well nigh unintelligible ... "W'en I were wokking in't gobbins" was one of my favourites!

Another coincidence!!!

Anyone know if DJ360 still posts, or how I can send a pm? It's been a day of very strange coincidences, and by another strange one I think he may be related to my wife (nee Whyman) and have some old photos of her ancestors. Anybody help?

Yes, the box factory was definitely Ascot Road and Sherwood Rise was the general stores. I used to work in the Engineers Office and we used to take a trip to both locations on a Friday to pay the boilermen (pre BACs. We didn't even KNOW anybody who had a bank account!). Great craic and tea you could stand a spoon in!

Mary I had "Philip" and "Calais" engraved on her heart. I've got 33034 on mine!

Sorry denshaw, not been on for a bit. I lived at number 10, just a few doors up on the right from Carlton Road. Ask him to have a glegg in the back and see'f it's still there!

My grandad's Anderson shelter is probably still in his old back garden on Cropwell Green. He used the skills he gained in the pits and in WW1 to make a slit trench through a rockery wall into the bank of the sloping garden above, and buried the Anderson in the garden. When bombs dropped on Carlton Road the family came out to find paving stones from Carlton Road in the back garden, but they apparently heard nothing! When I was a kid growing up on Cardale Road we had a large concrete and brick square building in the back garden which my Mum always referred to as the air-raid shelter. My Dad

Redmaynes was great! Catered for all sorts of sports and was THE place to go for your school sports kit. I remember I worked my way through their air rifle stock as a kid and bought my first "real" longbow from there.

Hi, Anybody got any historical info on the land between Standhill Road and Foxhill Road? On the 1937 map the Standill Road end showsStandhill Brickworks (disused). Wondered whether the brickworks extended all the way down to Foxhill. Cheers!

I used to court a lass from Nottingham (now my wife) when I lived in Eastwood and I used to catch the A4 "Flyer", so called because the first stop after Nottingham was Hill Top, Eastwood. It used to leave Maid Marian Way at 10:30pm, just in time for the drunks to stagger out from the Jolly Higglers. One guy had a mouth organ, and the journey home was more like a charabanc trip what with the music and singing! I also remember one, in particular, of the MGO conductors. I'm sure his name was Roland, tall, thin with dark curly hair and he used to sing Gilbert and Sullivan songs. In cold weather

Sorry, I suppose this could go under "Pet Hates" bit I think it might have a lot of mileage in it! I hate it when supermarkets "hide" a full priced article in with loads of offers! I was in a suprmarket the other day with the grandkids buying chocolate - what else are grandparents for. They had a "Buy 3 for £1.20" deal, so, mouth watering, I thought "Ooh, one for me!" We chose our Galaxy bar, and Whisper and I had a Mars bar. Got to the checkout - no offer. Went back to the shelf which was full of these "3 for £1.20" bars - except for the Mars bar, right in the middle, which was part of a se

I had a friend who worked in Queen's Med. She swore blind that a lady in the maternity ward wanted to call her new daughter Chlamydia 'cos she liked the sound of it!! My name's "Peter"! Hate it. Sounds so snooty (gerritt!!!!)

Fantastic Cliff Ton! No wonder I couldn't find them. Thanks very much.

Ah've bleddy gen up. Ah carnt findum anywhere! Can anybody help pinpoint where Guy's Terrace, Bluebell Hill Road and Front Row, Sneinton Elements were? Guy's Terrace was around in 1920, and Front Row in the 1880's, but I can't seem to find them on any old maps. Old family homes. Ta very much.

When she keeps saying "We" instead of "You" "We must weed the garden", "We need to wash the car", "We've got to paint the bedroom"

Only just looked back at this since the beginning of the month. Well done, TBI ! Go to the top of the class!

The trouble with the Brooks's was there were so many of them. My grandad, George was a builder, and I believe there was a connection to other Brooks's who were also builders - perhaps those from Brookwood Crescent. My Aunt Betty had 2 kids, the son having been married and living down south for many years - so there must be another Betty Brooks somewhere in the mix! I tried to do a family tree once. My Mum's side were relatively (no pun intended!) easy, but the Brooks's were bloody awful! There seemed to have been a whole community of them living at the top end of Carlton Hill and It was very

Eyup John B! We must have been around at the same time. I remember "Lion's Head" very well. I think it was at the left hand end of the "Cliffs" as you looked at them. Seem to remember the left hand side of Lion's Head was just a steep slope, but on the right it was about vertical and very loose. Further along to the right there was another favourite of mine which went sort of up and right to a short wall, then continued up and right again to the top. A lad called "chike" (can't remember his real name) slid down on his a**e, flew off the wall, landed about 4 feet lower and finished the journey

Anybody remember the Brooks family. George (Senior) was, I think, secretary of the local pigeon racing club. His mate owned "Cologne" the pigeon who won the Dicken Medal. His wife was Mary, and they had 3 sons, Ken, Allan and George; and a daughter, Betty. They used to live almost opposite North's timber yard, above Brooks Cottages, which I believe one of the earlier family built.

Sorry folks! I always seem to do this. Just went back to the forum page and the first thing I noticed was a topic called "Pobs". Ignore me!

"Pobs" - hot milk with bread in it! Honest! Usually dispensed to soothe toothache.

Can't stand this total ignorance of the English language by .... english people!!!! The other day on TV I saw two instances of "could of". One on a shot of some flowers at a roadside memorial ("you were the best mate I could of had ..") and another one I can't remember, but I know I could of kicked the bleedy telly aht the winder!! Why are we becoming a nation of morons! Bring back hanging for misplaced apostrophe's (but give them a damn good birching first!!!

Some thought provoking posts. Trevor S points out what many of us know (or suspect) but dare not say. It's extremely difficult to fight terrorism by not becoming devisive when such atrocities are committed. After all the true aim of Muslim Fundamentalists, I believe, is to stir up such hatred between non-Muslim and Muslim that a religious war between ALL non-Muslims against ALL Muslims becomes inevitable. By refusing to become suspicious of Muslims we are perhaps merely delaying the inevitable. The terrorism will continue until this war is declared, or until the terrorists are wiped from the