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Here's another one - this time from my dad. Remember it katyjay? Keiler's jam, Keiler's jam, How we all love Keiler's jam, There's plum, pineapple and apricot, All put in a two-pound pot. When I'm asleep I dream that I am, Having the fits, having the shits, Through eating Keiler's jam.

I have an mp3 recording on my PC that I want to post on to a thread. It is not a YouTube recording. How can this be done? Photobucket does not seem to accept mp3 recordings.

#9 Compo. Find out who gave the puzzle to the charity shop, go round to their house and empty the hoover dust bag.

In the eighties we were staying with our friend in Culver City, Los Angeles - he was at work this evening - when there was a knock on the door. On opening it there were two kids - with their parents standing back. 'Trick or Treat' they timidly cried. This was all new to us and we were unprepared. I hurriedly searched for a treat and finished up handing over my roll of Polo mints.

Remember this one Carnie and katyjay? Pounds, shillings and pence, I saw a dirty wench, Picking her nose and eating the crows, Pounds, shillings and pence.

In front of a house just down from St Andrew's church (Forest Road and Mansfield Road) there is an entrance, clearly visible from the road, to underground caves. Same system or a different one?

I'm with you, Carnie; same thing happened to me on September 14th. The Settings boxes will not accept ticks. However, you can see who has ticked the Likes tab by clicking on to your Avatar photo and then clicking on Likes in the list.

I remember the ponds in the Market Square, with their mesh grilles - the No.22 bus terminus was there in those days. There was a large water tank on Amesbury Circus, where they later built the children's play area. It was not uncommon just after the war to see E W S in large letters painted on walls, denoting an Emergency Water Supply. The Bar Lane wall of the Aspley Cinema was so adorned.

The true swearers are those who, like most swearers not only stick the word between other words in a sentence, but split the words themselves - example, Wolver ...ing hampton. Sorry Carni - no disrespect to your home town, just a handy multi-syllable name.

#74. Really Melissa! All those years you have been driving and only recently passed your test. Women drivers!!!!

#52. A 'see you next Tuesday' was the sheath for a sharpening-stone - to put an edge on a scythe.

Here's a rhyme we used to chant when we were kids - anyone remember it? Scab and matter pudding, green phlegm pie, All mixed up with a dead dog's eye, Wash it down quick with a bottle of sick, Scab and matter pudding, green phlegm pie.

The first Packard Merlins built - several hundred - had their con-rod big-end bolt tightened by an incorrect procedure. The engines were dismantled and corrected before they went into service. There was also a problem with the quality of the cylinder head castings, and the worse ones had to be replaced before the engines entered service. There was a problem with some engines whereby there were con-rod failures. This was as a result of polishing hiding score marks. This was corrected quickly. Once in service, apart from problems that affected other marks of Merlin, they did well. The improved

Nice sunset last night - or was it the night before!

Early sixties, if I were down town on Satdy, I would nip into the Queen Elizabeth on Bottle Lane. The Murgatroydes kept it, and their son and I had the same music taste - Hank Williams. I never was a town boozer, though, preferred the Cocked Hat, Collier's Arms, Horseshoe at Bulwell, Log Cabin, the Gate in Awsworth, TBI for the jazz.

#27 firbeck. I'm afraid you are wrong about the reliability of the Packard Merlin engine. In actual fact it was more reliable than the British-built Merlin. It is said that Gibson asked for the Lancaster III because of it having the Packard-built engines. There are a number of contemporary accounts of the Bomber Command maintenance statistics proving this, and Rolls-Royce being told that its engines were less reliable. Rolls-Royce engines improved as the war went on, but the Packard was always that little bit better. In fact it was the quality of the American engine that made it better than

I have a school photo of all the senior boys at William Crane in 1951 - 400 of them!. The problem is that if I put it on this thread the faces will be too small to recognise. Is there a way of increasing the on-screen image size?

#319. Trying my best to, Catfan, but with great difficulty. lol Thanks all for best wishes.

re #311. Been to the docs today for latest update on my prostate cancer. Latest blood check shows PSA number now down to 3.9 from 14 from 197, so hormone treatment seems to be working well. Cholesterol reading within acceptable limits too.

On one of the trips to the bridge at Western Boulevard, to see the 'quart-to-three-er' - don't why we bothered because it was always a Jubilee seen before - the freight train that preceded it had a long, low-loader wagon upon which was a cab numbered 70000. This was some time after Britannia had been in service, so always wondered what its cab was doing away from the rest of it. Another memory was going to Midland Station to see the diesel 10800 arrive on a service - from London?

No, the answer is: He asks one of them (doesn't matter which): 'Which door would the other man say is the door to freedom?' Whatever the answer, he takes the opposite door to that stated.

Saturday mornings On Saturday morns a long time ago, with our thepenny-bit in hand, To the flicks we would go, like moths to a flame, so throughout in the land. Every week it was the same, a western, Disney's mice, To get you back the following week, a serial would entice. Bedlam reigned, no-one kept quiet, but heard above the din, Came six-gun shots, horses hooves and voices from within. For me it was the Vernon, and the Aspley I did attend it, For you, perhaps, the Metropole, the Forum or a fleapit. Every week it never changed

Yes, but then what?

#61 & 62 Hindley's Our great aunt Alice emigrated to America in 1923. She left behind her wind-up cylinder gramophone, which I now have. Note the small disc below the winding-handle. It says: A Hindley, 21 Clumber Street, Nottingham. It is in perfect condition and a joy to behold.

Here's an old puzzle - might still be some people around who have never heard it before. A man is held prisoner in a room. The room has two doors; one is the door to freedom, the other the door to death. Beside each door is a guardian, who knows which door goes where. One guardian only tells lies, the other only tells the truth - the man does not know which man is either. The man is allowed just one question to help him establish which is the door he should exit the room from to safety. He asks the question and on receiving the answer opens the door and steps out to freedom. What was the que