Socram

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About Socram

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  • Birthday 02/26/1946

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    Auckland, NZ
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    Classic cars, Traditional Jazz, Photography, Travel, Food

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  1. Yes. Enjoyed my trip, but all too brief. Three weeks away, but one week lost in travel (Disneyland one way, Universal Studios the other...) meant just 2 weeks in the UK and just ten days in Nottingham, two of them spent hosting a couple of dear friends from NZ who had never been to Nottingham before. The ACHS mini reunion lunch was most enjoyable - with 3 of us from the same Mapperley Plains class.
  2. Another icon gone. Baileys, at the top of Bennett Rd now closed. Sure, Mapperley Top isn't what it was, but happy to see a Costa's coffee shop and a fair few eateries, some quite classy. Nice to see new posts from Stephen S! Akela at the 110th cubs was Derek Ringer. At 18, having just attained the dizzy heights of 'Queen's Scout', along with Andy Wood and John Williamson, Derek Ringer approached me and suggested I might like to put something back in to Scouting and assist him with the cubs. I accepted. A few weeks later, Derek moved on and left me as Akela. Derek was an excellent role model, with a balanced mix of strong discipline, work and play, which I carried on for 3 years, when I moved away, returning 6 years later to take over again for a while. As always, getting adult help was a major problem and no idea when the group finally folded. Sad. I probably gained far more out of scouts than ACHS and later, the first ever combined scout & guide group, under Don Varley and Phyl Ramsell. Happy days.
  3. Pleased that a regular small group of originals are having one of their regular catch up meals, whilst I'm in Nottingham for a few days, end of August. The email has gone out to them, so I'm looking forward to a good lunch and catch up natter in the city. Sadly, I heard only last week that one of the originals from Eastwood, who was in our Art class, and a regular attender at reunions, large and small, passed away earlier this year.
  4. Most of you will have a school photograph, taken by 'H Tempest Ltd'. Reputed to be the most successful and largest schools' photographers in the country. Although they had offices/photographers all over the country, head office was the Mundella Works, next to Mundella school and employed well over 100 staff. They also had a small satellite processing unit at Radcliffe-on-Trent I seem to remember. Dad started working for Horace Tempest May 1946 and was there until he retired. (He would have been 105 today, bless him.) They also did Industrial and Aerial photography as Horace was a keen pilot and was still flying at 80. In January 1958, Horace moved the main processing from the Mundella Works, down in the Meadows, to a mansion at Hayle, Cornwall - complete with his own golf course and airstrip. Whilst many of the Nottingham staff also moved to Cornwall, Horace failed to persuade dad to run the Cornwall operation, (the family voted against it!) so he stayed in Nottingham with a skeleton staff. One of Mr T's favourite employees (say no more) and ours, eventually married well to a local coach company owner I think. I thought he was destined to be the Mayor of St Ives, but I can't confirm that. Lovely lady though and certainly our best looking baby sitter! Dad was effectively Production manager so here's a bit of trivia for Nottingham Forest fans. On the front of the Forest programme was often an aerial shot of the City Ground. When they produced their Centenary book, that aerial photograph was on the front cover. If you put on your reading glasses or take a magnifying glass, in the terraces at the bottom of the photograph, you'll see a tiny white cross. That is where dad usually stood - when he wasn't at Meadow Lane that is...
  5. After celebrating the Queen's Coronation, June 2nd 1953, there was a fancy dress line up at Mapperley Plains School a day or two later. We were all presented with a small bible to commemorate the event. I can name a few: 2nd left - Ballerina Jean Lightbown I think. They moved away before finishing school. 4th left - Nurse 1 - Judith Severn, I day younger than me... 5th left - Nurse 2 - may be Janice North? 8th left - Tahitian maid - Sasha(?) Osborne 9th left - 'Little Boy Blue' - Green... 12th left - Cowboy - Pete Scales Far right - Pirate - Alan Marks
  6. Dr Foy's daughter Vivienne was my Scottish Country Dance partner at ACHS. I believe she also became a GP and married another ex ACHS Pupil. A regular attender at the occasional mini-ACHS reunions. Before the newer houses were built on Maltby Road, at the Somersby Road end, we used to dig build dens, build little fires in them and try and cook baked potatoes - with very little success I might add...
  7. As we never did metalwork at Bramcote, (the metalwork shop wasn't ready) just woodwork with Mr Laker, so I don't think Tomlinson had much time for us at all as 3rd years, knowing nothing and I never did get a grasp of metalwork of any sort. For our 4th and 5th year, at ACHS, I don't think we even had the option - in fact, our choices seemed to be irrelevant and we just took the subjects we were told to do. From memory, Tomlinson was the only teacher heard to swear, when one hapless pupil instead of cutting a square piece of copper from the corner of a larger sheet, for some strange reason, cut it out of the middle! Rather baffling that in those final 2 (GCE) years, the Arts side were denied music (not that we were too bothered), but those studying sciences could do it. We never did technical drawing either. Having scored my best science mark in Biology, in the 3rd year, (a rare pass!) quite why it got dropped in favour of Physics with Chemistry as my 1 science subject, for the 4th and 5th is yet another ACHS mystery.
  8. Went several times to see Chris Barber's Jazz band. His long time clarinet/sax player, John Crocker was from West Bridgford. Several recordings were made there too and are still available such as of the Ken Colyer Band.
  9. So sad to hear about the passing of Jim Briers. This is an extract of the book I started so many years ago, regarding French at Bramcote: The comedians in the class and those who were a bit more cheeky than I dared to be, would see Jim Briers in the distance and at the top of their voices would yell out "Jeeeem", or use one of those funny noises that teenaged boys seem to delight in. Ours resembled the squawk of a half strangled duck. Having delivered this yell, (commonly referred to as "wick, wick, wick....") the guilty and one or two innocents not wishing to be caught would then duck (how appropriate) or hide. Poor Jim probably knew roughly who the culprits were but couldn't really do much about it - normally. During our second year, we were waiting in a fairly orderly group, waiting to enter the locked but now functioning physics lab just after lunch, whilst Jim was teaching in an adjacent classroom. One or two of our number would sidle up to the door and adapting a line from the Everly Brothers song, would yell out, "Jimmy is a joker - he's a bird......" and then scamper back to the main group. After about the fourth instance of this cheek, an irate and red faced Jim came steaming out of the classroom, just as one of the stragglers arrived at the group. This unfortunate straggler, my pal and buddy of many years, Dick Warsop (again) was of course one of the known cheeky ones. Despite his protested innocence and much to the delight of the group, young Warsop copped a clip around the ear with the words, "Warsop. I might have known it was you...." It probably made up for the many times that it was him. **** We really did think a lot of him and many years later, he admitted that whilst our mob were cheeky, there was never any malice and he could probably recall all our names, but he wasn't too impressed with the pupils he had to put up with in later years.
  10. Hillside Garage/Sharpes, looking across to Somersby Road. Difficult to date this but a giveaway might be the right rear mudguard of the pre-war car, painted white, which was a wartime requirement as cars couldn't use lights. The overalled figure with petrol hose in hand is Jack Horde, so this could be post war. Petrol at 1/5 a GALLON!
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    Chris Ashley

    Just tripped over this. Graham Knight was best man at my (previous!) wedding in 1978; so sad when he passed away not too long ago. I left Nottingham for NZ, January 1983. Imagine my surprise when I switched the radio on, the day I started work in NZ, to hear a familiar voice. However, 'Chris Ashley' wasn't the name he used in NZ. If I remember correctly, he was known as 'Barnsy' and shared a programme with 'Loosehead Len', who is still around in NZ as a sports journalist and under his real name of Phil Gifford. I'm not sure how long he stayed, but I'm sure I may have met him once. Back with Radio Trent, I remember Chris Ashley being very disparaging about motorsport not being a sport at all, with guys just sitting down and pressing a pedal or two, twiddling a gear stick and occasionally steering (he was an avid Brighton soccer supporter as I recall). As any real enthusiast will know, the level of fitness demanded of a top racing driver is often way above that of most other sports, so a local driver (it might have been the late Mick Hill?), took him for a few hot laps at Donington - and scared him witless! He had a lot more respect for racing drivers after that - which is a typical of sports commentators who have had a similar experience. Small world, as Alex Belfield is one of my son's buddies.
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    60's wireless memories

    I seem to remember Mondays at school, that between us, we could just about put together Round the Horne! Nothing however, could ever equal the Goon Show, which was probably as much a 1950's as a 1960's programme. Probably also 1950's rather than 60s, was 'Smokey Mountain Jamboree' a genuine Country & Western programme, complete with the occasional yodel.
  13. Thanks Paradiddle. That is where your mum first met your dad as she needed the tyres pumping up on her bike and he helped out there! I think that before Roy Sharpe took over, it was managed by Jack Horde, who lived in the house shown. Roy Sharpe had a new house/bungalow built to the left of the garage - demolished when Speeds (Volvo) took over. I think they went to live in South Africa. His parents lived next door to Beardsley's of fish and chip shop fame.
  14. The Doctor's surgery (Carson & Lock) was right on Woodborough Road itself and probably the only house we spared from 'doorbell ringing' on the way home from cubs. Oh what little rascals we were! Didn't really enjoy going to the Docs, not because of the problems, but of the long waits. It was shock to get to NZ, as Dr lock was always immaculately turned out with dark three piece suit with white shirt and sober tie. My (current!) wife introduced me to her GP, who was dressed in shorts, open necked shirt and sandals. He used to live on Private Road Mapperley and had a practice in Hyson Green or Radford! Needless to say, he lapsed into Nottingham speak and we always got on like a house on fire. The surgery was almost opposite the new KFC which was initially the site of Frank Sytner's first garage/showroom, before he headed into the City as a full time BMW dealer. Seeing a Ferrari Daytona (BTV 4 K) outside his place in Mapperley was a lift from the usual Vauxhalls, Austins and Fords and I managed to grab a pic. Dr Lock performed my 1982 medical for entry to NZ - but not at the surgery. Dr Foy's daughter, Vivienne, went to ACHS and was my Scottish Country Dance partner. I think she too became a Doctor (should have retired by now!) and married another ACHS pupil - and I have caught up with them at mini ACHS reunions. I collected my weekly copy of Motoring News from Twigdons for my last three years in the UK, plus the monthly Motorsport, Classic & Thoroughbred Cars.
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    Another Police Series?

    Read all of the Charlie Resnick books. Most I have read twice - which is a rarity for any fiction. Having left Nottingham 1983 (though I have been back many times) John Harvey's writing always brought back much of the feeling of the City. They need to be read in sequence but all are extremely readable. He's a Notts County supporter too, though his love of jazz is the more modern rather than my preferred traditional.