Lotuskid

Childhood was no bathroom and the toilet in the backyard with the Evening Post cut into squares, now it's instant hot showers and Andrex. AHHHHH.

What's for tea? Bread and pullit, the more you pull it the more you get.

This is my test image.

Playing marbles in the street,, trying to get them into holes scaped out between the cobbles, we called them chocks. Whip and Top, sure they used to appear around the same time every year.

Does anyone remember `Mad Ted' the barber at the bottom of Lotus St? The window was always full of cheap toys that you knew would break. Inside there were two chairs and Ted who had a permanent sniff. A short back and sides were all he knew, when he finished he applied so much Brylcream that if you combed your hair with the free plastic comb the teeth were clogged with excess Brylcream.

Archie Andrews, Listen with Mother

I left Nottingham at the end of my second year at High Pavement [ not a happy two years ]! Ilost touch with too many people i had grown up with, Peter Ball, Barry Dakin, Pamela Briggs, Pat Hankin, Snowy Smith. My head is starting to hurt, ha ha.

Ayupmeducks, Keith and i used to play when his Dad would allow which wasn't often, but still fond memories. Have you any idea what happened to him?

Michael, what can i say except it made my day.

why can i no longer see Cliff Ton's pictures, am i doing something wrong?

DING DONG Cliff Ton, that is genius,THANKYOU. We lived at the Hungerhill Rd end, the third picture shows the boarded up sweet shop just across the street where my brother and i spent many happy hours buying penny glasses of Dandelion &Burdock, frozen Jubblies or penny sticks of rhubarb with a twist of sugar to dip it in that John and Reeni used to grow on their allotment. I recall being puzzled that John was regarded as being lucky that he died whist working in his garden which he loved. On. the opposite corner was the beeroff run by George Penrose and his wife Lilian, they had a son about

Hi Michael, i lived at 43 Lotus Street, 1947 until 1961. We were at the top end of the street and could see the dairy.

Traveling to school by bus,meant the 40 or 47 trolley to the covered market a walk along Parliament st to catch the no 8 to Bestwood. The highlite of the journey was stopping to watch the trains arriving and leaving Victoria Station.Memories of huge green engines with polished brasswork their great wheels spinning for traction as they took up the weight. Definitely the best bit of the day. school finished at 4 if we were very lucky a mad dash meant we could catch the 4 04 train to the city, it cost the pricely sum of 9 pence [ it meant using the days dinner money ], but the payoff was a jour

Mid evening returning home from swimming at Victoria Baths, waiting at the bus stop by the covered market for the 47 trollybus, watching the Teddyboys across the road outside the Palais with its globe that changed colour. They were reputed to carry cut throat razors under their velvet collars. Well i was only 10! I dont know if i dreamt this but i recall the Palais starting Saturday morning sessions for the kids and having Bill Hayley and his Comets play. There were so many tried to attend they stopped the traffic on Parliment St. Please someone tell me i didn't make it up.

The police station was at the bottom of Ransom Rd, the hall just a little further up on the same side. I can vaguely recall attending Sunday schooli, it would have been around 1952/3 it was also used by the various youth organisations, Boys Brigade, Lifeboys, Scouts, Cubs, Girl Guides and Brownies all had their headquarters there. I remember as a lifeboy doing drill practise and longing for the day i was old enough for Boys Brigade so i could join the band and play the bugle.