MargieH

I remember the name 'Bumblies' but nothing about the programme they were in.... The same with Torchy. Didn't care much for Michael Bentine on TV

Watched the above , and STILL not funny........ Pleased he never became Dr Who!

Where's this one, Fynger?

Stu, I've never seen a brick-built pillbox before. I think the ones I knew about were concrete and octagonal/hexagonal? certainly not square. I remember there was just the roof of one on the sand dunes at Chapel St Leonard's which we used to play on in the late 1940s/ very early 50s. I suppose the rest of it was underneath the sand

I can remember Mr Pastry - he was supposed to be funny but I never thought he was. There was also Mr Turnip, but wasn't he a puppet?

I've never had lice or nits. The mothers of the children who did get them used to say "They only like clean hair" My hair was always clean so I think they just said that to make their children feel better about it! Girls seemed to get them more than boys probably because girls had long hair and often used to put their heads together when they were in groups - giggling and whispering usually! I had lots of friends so I must just have been lucky...

Merthyr, no I'm not a member of the Muffin Club..... I didn't even know there was one. But I can still sing the song and still remember Oswald the ostrich. His beak used to drop and Annette Mills used to close it and say: "Don't gape, Oswald". And there was Peregrine the penguin who I think used to be a bit angry?

My snobs were made of pastel coloured plaster (like the photo in #9 top left) and I think I bought some at a shop at the bottom of Westdale Lane. Not on the same subject but I remember buying a 2d sucker from there as well, before I caught the number 25 bus home after school. Why do we remember such insignificant stuff, I wonder...

Snobs were always 5 cubes; jacks were 10 stars and a little ball, and when playing jacks you threw the ball up and let it bounce before picking up the stars. Jacks was easier - perhaps boys played that!!

That story of the Tin Soldier was a bit different to the one I know... I seem to remember the soldier only had one leg because the manufacturer had run out of tin and the ballerina appeared to have only one leg as she was pirouetting - that's why the soldier fell in love with her... he thought she only had one leg the same as him! At the end of the story the little soldier ended up melting on a fire and a sudden (mysterious) gust of wind blew the ballerina on the fire too, so they were together for ever. All that was left on the fire was a little piece of tin shaped like a heart and a charr

Hope you'll keep posting and find some old school friends as well as reminiscing about life in Nottingham when you were younger. I'm sure you'll enjoy being part of Nottstalgia

Snobs. I just remember the following but not sure if this is the correct order: Hold them all in your hand, throw them in the air and just catch one on the back of your hand. Throw that one up and catch it again. Do the same thing but catch 2 on the back of your hand etc Then 3, then 4, then 5 Next came 'scatters' where all the snobs were scattered on the floor Pick up one of them, throw it in the air and pick up ONE from the floor, keep one in your hand, throw up the other and pick up another single snob. Keep doing this until you've picked them all up singly Then scatter again, pic

Loved watching Muffin the Mule. I got one for Christmas one year but I wasn't very good at working the strings and it wasn't as 'exciting' as it was on TV, of course. It's the same with some of the toys that are advertised on TV these days. They look really exciting when you watch the children enjoying the toys, but when you actually get them, it isn't quite the same....

Brilliant poem, Chulla. Thankyou

When I was little, it was Muffin the Mule I loved. The programmes in #1 were mainly the ones I watched with my kids. They used to like another one called 'Pogles Wood' although I think it was a bit scary for them for some reason - I think there was a witch in it? Later they liked Grange Hill...... so didI Ian, I remember the Tomorrow People ..... loved that

Really interesting film..... all those horses...

PP # 49. Your post is in the Winter fuel topic - just seen it

Did the ponies have to have their eyes covered when they came out into bright sunshine? I had it in the back of my mind that pit ponies were blind.......can't be right, though can it?

I've certainly missed out, too, Michael. I feel a bit ashamed to say I've never been in an Italian restaurant! The nearest I get to Italian food is at Pizza Hut. When I was very young, we never ate out anywhere - in fact the first meal I ever ate out was mushrooms on toast at a cafe in Mansfield, then I vaguely remember being taken out to a Chinese restaurant in Worcester when I was 18. I remember that one because I had no idea what to order, or how to eat it and then I didn't like it anyway. I felt out of my depth. We still don't eat out much - don't know why... (But I do like Chinese a

Ayup, was the long walk counted as part of your shift or was it extra? 6.5 miles would take well over an hour and a half. I am truly amazed at the things you have written about...

Ayup, what a detailed and interesting account of life down a mine! I never realised you had to walk so far underground - didn't some people get claustrophobic? Just the thought of all that rock above me would make me feel bad. I have done the usual cave tours in Derbyshire and even then I felt a bit uncomfortable. We also went down the Big Pit in Wales and although it was interesting I was all the time longing to get out again. I sound pathetic I know - sorry... I really admire those who have done work like this in their lives.

Trevor, this is what my mum used to say.

firbeck, I only saw the one in the 1980s. I just found it fascinating even though it was more horror than SF (and I generally don't like horror films) I wonder if one day teleportation will be possible....

Did you like 'The Fly' FLY? I loved it!

I remember there being a pillbox on the rough fields up the hill on the right of ArnoVale Road (the opposite side to the school) somewhere near Somersby Road in the early fifties. This was before all the houses were built in that area. Its foundations will be underneath someone's house or garden now, I expect. Also, someone told me there is still a pillbox in a field along the Plains Road at the junction with Bank Hill.