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  1. He had glasses like milk bottle bottoms, and always had his desk positioned where he could see the girls legs. I remember him calling two boys out for talking. He gave them a piece of paper each, telling them to write the number of strokes of the cane they wanted. The firs boy handed in the paper with the figure 1. He got 1 stroke of the cane. The second boy gave in his paper with 0 written on it, and was promptly told to go and sit down. Chambers always used to say that "Heaven for a dog was a belly full of P***, and a street full of lampposts" He wasn’t such a bad teacher either as far
  2. Trolleybuses disappeared between April 1965 and July 1966. I remember Traveling to TB from Radford on the 43 Service. A conductor collected my 3d fare. Occasionally I would get the 44 by mistake. They ran Down Bath Street and terminated at Colwick crossings. This culminated in a dash from Bath Street to Lower Parliament Street to get the next 43, and pay another 3d! I can remember being on the 43 going round canning circus island, when the poles would come off the wires. The Bank Window at the top of Alfreton Road ended up with a pole through the upstairs windows quite often. The conductor
  3. One of my favorite haunts prior to it being closed down and demolished in the early 90's. Not as swish as some of the newer clubs at that time. In fact it's attraction was it's seediness. It had a Spanish theme, and some of its clientele were somewhat questionable! The carpets were legendary that they stuck to your feet as you walked. The owners have moved to other clubs since the close of the original Ariba, none of which have had anything like the atmosphere. Sadly although the original was demolished all those years ago, on my last visit to Nottingham, The land still rem
  4. 92 ish, the only way electronically mail the world was through mail packets via a BBS (Bulletin Board System) These were small local friendly systems, with access to Fido Mail. Each board was called a Node. Every BBS 'Sysop' had to compress and transfer mail packets by phone every day. These packets were merged into larger packets at fido hubs for onward transmission to the USA. The return mail was transfered in the same way and distributed to the Nodes. Amazing really how reliable this was. Local Nottingham BBS's included. Mission Impossible BBS Viper BBS (Bulwell) Sysop John ?