Karlton

Catholic school carlton Hill and National School Carlton Hill We was only juniors but we used to shout Proddy Dogs and they'd shout back Cat Lick Saucers And yet I went to the catholic school and i was a prodestant, typical of kids in them days.

Spats

Thinki'lljoinyer Teee Heee

Crankpig 85# thanks for that, I lived in Kirks buildings but I don't recall lil page it was such a lon time ago I lived there from 1941 to about 1952 A few names come to mind Daykin, Ludlow, Night, Kings, forman, Newton lived next door Thorley the other side. Dunlevy owned our cottage.

I'd say that was spot on Cliff but further back on a bank.

R.I.P, Cilla so very sad she gave people a lorra lorra entertainment. god Bless.

You've bleddy lost me I think i'll just carry on and hope for the best. think about some of us ode uns Mick, Simplify as much as yer can please.

Yer go out with some posh folk then Marg. Teeee Heee

Men tipping their caps.

Snobs

The sound of a mechanic with a hammer mending yer car Teeeee Heeeee

Ayupmeducks#1 I could do we a light job

Can't swim I get a bit shaky washin the pots. anyway me shoulder straps broke on me bathers.

He made a mistake he had the gun the wrong way round.

I have my beautiful border collie in a dog coffin, cost a lot of brass but worth every penny. she had the best life a dog could have. sometimes you think she should be in the fields chasing sheep, but surely giving her a good home is better than where she came from dumped at the side of the road luckily near the vets, where i rescued her from. (so very sad)

I'm afraid I have tinnitus quite bad, but some sounds of interest distract away from it, Bacon frying in the pan. when playing football as a lad, the ball hitting back of the net.

When I had me ford pop, giving it that last swing with the starting handel and she fires up, beautiful, (thumb in the right place of course)

if yer bumped yer head a nob of marg was the answer.

poohbear #7 ditto ditto.

My next door neighbour has a rover and would you believe it has a choke, he had it from new, its only done about forty odd thousand miles, probably worth about a tenner at the end of the day, its had a new head gasket, serviced and mot every year, in the last fifteen years its done about twelve miles a week.

In the car stuck behind a bleddy tractor, I know they've got to earn a living,

I remember the row of houses they stood high and back from the main road i believe they stretched from the Nags head pub up to the orchard, I remember a mrs Tunnercliffe who lived there. Further up pass the orchard was another row of houses opposite Kirks beeroff which had steps leading up to them I was there when a little lad ran from the steps and was run over and sadly killed, I believe was the son of a Mrs. whittiker. it must have been about 1950.

I thought it was Oakham where they poke em Marg.

#9 Robbie yer know what they say about Bingham, Bingham where they sting em

paying for a pee.