Chulla

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  1. Slightly off original subject. When we signed for the mortgage with the Nottingham Building Society, they put us on to a solicitor to make it all legal. We went to a little office  at the top of Castle Gate or Friar Lane. Talk about Dickensian inside. The was a plaque on the outside wall saying that Byron used to lived there.

      It was an interesting procedure, in that we had to place our forefinger on a red stuck-on seal and take an oath.

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  2. 40 minutes ago, loppylugs said:

    Last one I remember was about this time of year but I think it was about 56/57.  I know I was still in secondary school.

     

    That was the day that Bill Haley and his Comets played at the Odeon. If I remember right, the Evening Post said 'Haley rocks Nottingham'.

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  3. Two films on Film 4 that are worth a gleg. Think I might have plugged them in the past, but never mind, you probably took no notice of me last time.

    Wednesday 11.00 am. In a Lonely Place, starring Humphrey Bogart and the delightful, sultry Gloria Graham. A romance story about a Hollywood screenwriter that has a dark undertone.

    Thursday 11.00 am. The Bedford Incident. Probably the best Cold War film, starring Richard Widmark. Be prepared for a totally unexpected ending.

  4. 10 hours ago, mercurydancer said:

    I do battlefield tours, and Ypres is one of my localities. I specialise in locating graves and taking the relatives to specific graves. In Ypres, often all I can do is take the relatives to the Menin Gate and show them the name on the arch. It means that a body has not been recovered. I have often seen relatives find some kind of peace with a grave, but not so often with just a name on a wall. 

     

    I know it is not possible with such a large structure, but if the relative could trace their finger through the incised name of the soldier, I always feel that for a short while they would be together.

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  5. 12 minutes ago, carni said:

    On his way upstairs with my morning cuppa (I know, I know. I'm spoilt). He got to the turn at the top of the stairs and misjudged a step, (Dint lift his foot up high enough)

     

    To prevent this from happening again - live in a bungalow.:rotfl:

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  6. 35 minutes ago, siddha said:

    Take care do not fall if you can possibly help it.

     

     

    Now it can be told. Thinking that you have had enough of my medical problems I have not reported that back in October I fractured my right shoulder. I was crossing Hucknall Road outside of the hospital; it was rush hour with the traffic solid and creeping along. I walked, safely, in front of a lorry with a big gap in front of it. I did not trip but felt myself stumbling forwards. I could not save myself and fell heavily. Keeping my head high I fell on my right shoulder. I could not get up, and the lorry driver got out of his cab and helped me to the pavement. The shoulder felt sore, the bus came and I went home. An hour later I was in the doctors, who said she could not detect anything broken. Next day I was in QMC A&E where and x-ray showed a big crack just below the ball and socket. What followed was the most inconvenient two months of my life. For 78 years I have used my right hand/arm to do almost everything. Now it was only my left hand/arm. My God, talk about inconvenience. Climbing Everest was easier than getting out of bed. Even wiping my backside left-handed was totally alien. No driving. Hospital visits for checks and exercise routines. I am almost back to normal now (but not quite). It should not surprise you that there is no-one on this planet who is more careful than me when they are walking. The only advantage of this predicament was that I had three months without drying the pots.    

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  7. I don't know whether or not I have told this story, but here goes. One Christmas, after a session in a pub, three of us set out to go to a party somewhere in West Bridgford. We went in a Triumph TR2 sports car; the driver was a learner. He was accompanied by his pal, a qualified driver. On the so-called back seat we had two crates of beer. Where did I sit? on the lap of qualified driver. We drove down Arkwright Street and when we got to Turney's factory we were pulled over by a police car. The policeman came over to us and told the driver that he doing 40 mph down Arkwright Street and shone his torch on the beer crates. As he prepared to take down the driver's details I noticed that he had left his police car unattended with the door open and his engine running. I quietly told the driver that it was an offence to leave a car unattended with its engine running. When the policeman bent down to ask the driver for details, the driver said 'do you know that you have left your vehicle unattended with its engine running?' He made some lame excuse that he was allowed to do this, but we never heard anymore about it.

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  8. Dad did the signwriting of Redfern's lorries in the early 1950s. The lorries were built up from rolling chassis by F Evans, where dad worked. On the lorry tailboards he painted a spectacular display of bottles and fruit, some cut in half. For the Coronation in 1953, Redferns' produced lemonade in red, white and blue colours - the white was the usual brew.

     

    Edit: Oh dear. I have said all of this in a previous posting.

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  9. N'mind about cats and dogs, let's hear it for guinea pigs. This is Sam No.1 with daughter Barbara. They are lovely pets, but not long-livers. Used to let him run around the house until it all went quiet. We would find him nibbling the wallpaper nearest the skirting-board. He use to have the occasional habit of suddenly squeaking and jumping vertically into the air, turning 180 degrees at the same time.

     

    We had three cats. Mention has been made about giving them a bath. We did to one of ours. Have you ever seen a totally soaked cat straight out of the bath with all of its fluffy fur gripping its body? Er, what body? There's nothing on them.  It is the most pathetic example of an unhappy animal you will ever see.

     

    Brabara_Sam_3.jpg

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