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Yes carni I can remember just about. My thought was near the church where the old horse trough is. Or as you say around the old post office. I'll park up and have a meander.

Went to Gedling today carni but didn't go into the village, so I can't help you there. I will be going back Christmas eave so I'll have a look fore It.

Thinking of all you nottstagians who are not well at the moment, think positive and keep pecking away. Good luck for Tuesday caftan, and carni don't do anything to exciting with that heat monitor on.

Just installed adblockplus.org done in a giff and it works a treat, and I'm almost computer illiterate.

I worked on Plumtre Street in men's tailoring, the place was called Levies. I had some good times and fond memories of my time there leaving in 1969 to have my first baby.

Mine was cocoa at 3.30 half an hour reading and try again.

:unsure:Some time ago a friend told me to close my eyes relax and repeat in my mind over and over "SLEEP AND PEACE" a bit like counting sheep. It never worked for me until I realised I was saying "WAR AND PEACE".

I think your right Cliff Ton. Saw your post so went out to have a look, they are at least an inch high. Hope they are ok when we have frost.

Your all Nuts

I recall the whip and top, how old am I, don't answer that. I was rubbish at it anyway. one toy I did have when I was very young about four was a drum. I loved that drum. While playing out the front one day with said drum a woman past with a little boy, snatched it of me said that's my boys and walked off. ( scared me for life ) The hoola hoop was a craze with us girls when we were older we could keep them going for ages. Toilet roll holders Blondie, no newspaper on a nail fore you then.

Its amazing to think someone can put their money in a safe place and then forget its there. Mined you its not so amazing I'm always doing it but not with money.

Just my name, had to put something on the end as someone had this one. Definitely not my date of birth.

RIP Jimmy Ruffin Northern Sole at its best My favourite What becomes of the broken hearted

I always shop in Nottingham at Christmas. My Grandson and I make a night of it, we are like big kids when we see the lights. first it's the Christmas market, then the shops, finely we go for something nice to eat. George's is opening in at the end of this month so it might be a big plate of fish and chips.

I can recall going to the children's hospital twice, the first while playing with my best friends sister I fell (or was I pushed ?) and gashed my left knee. My partner in crime ran off screaming, I thought she had left me but she returned with her Dad who delivered me to the hospital. When I saw the Doctor he told me all about the Birkin family wealthy lace manufactures who had given the building for the hospital, funny what you remember. A history lesson and four stitches later I was delivered home for some TLC. The second time was much the same, fell of the back of a lads bike gashed my

I was tapping my feet to that Chulla.

Sounds About Right.

Buy all my Christmas cards in the January sales, and then forget where I put them. I will go and look at the Books. I like a bargain.

Like our Mam used to say, live and let let live

noblueHALLOWEEN....The season of the witch. What do you do if you meet a witch? By all accounts the best way to keep yourself safe is to give her all she asks of you. If you are not prepared to do this, then a simple way to avoid her casting a spell on you is to spit in her face. But only if you think she is looking at you in a funny way.

Thanks Michael that sounds right. Trust you Carni!!!!!

Bonfire night was a big thing for us kids in the 50s. It was all about the fire and who had the biggest. You had to keep a watch or the big lads would come and raid your stack. Our mams made the food mushy peas, baked potato's, toffee apples and our Dads had the job of lighting the fireworks. I remember Carni,s Dad getting that jumping jack stuck up his trousers. We sang this song on the way home from school. IT,s BONFIRE NIGHT THE STARS ARE BRIGHT I carnt remember any more line,s

I used to have a good view of the Belle View Pub from where I lived in the 70s,

They where definitely metal Carni. I can remember our Trevor running over my fingers when I tried to take them of him, only metal could feel like that. Tell Chris they must be some his Dad made earlier .

Brings back memories.