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Is this helpful BK. https://stannswellroad.weebly.com/trolley-buses.html

There was a science type instrument/technical shop corner of Clinton st West and Lincoln st. Also a good bookshop on the north side of Lincoln st. Can't name them but could find them.

And they sound pathetic.

Enough of this, just let the matter drop.

I don't know it all RoseQueen but if my old memory serves me well, before being renamed 'Marketside' it was the 'Sir Robert Clifton'. Affectionately known as Cliftows by some.

There's some purlers here!

Eee, that takes me back a few decades.

St Mary's school on Barker gate, boys' entrance.

The boys' dorms were Chetwynd and Brackenhurst.

In 1955 my dad took me on one of his mystery cycle rides. Nuthall rd to Cinderhill Island, under the rail bridge and up the old 610 Nottingham Road which runs to the west of the now Nuthall pub. About 60 yards past the now Houghton close there was a footpath (still there) which went east across the open fields (before the dual carriageway was built) about the same alignment as the (new) Armstrong Rd and then ran through the south of the cemetery. Apart from the cemetery it was all empty fields then as i remember, no Crabtree etc. I guess it was the path shown on the map above which ended at Gr

Indeed, and in its basic form and even by an untrained artist. Introduce money and status into it and the art element is a shared consideration. But a skilful experienced artist has a way with their chosen medium and an experience of the various facets of the human condition and is able to reach into the observer's world. This would raise its value in some quarters. A child's ventures into visuals is treasured by few but the child must have imagined something and the parent saw something unique and meaningful even as it was being created, at least i did in my experiences. What is art? A

The artist puts into their work that which they feel. The observer takes away that which they need.

Sorry to hear about you and your bike oldphil. This one typically looks like I used to see them chained to the fence outside Johnson Arms.

The bike looks quite artistic. Is it a comment on 2020? Or is it an observation on a comment.

in memory of Goose Fair late 50s. Me standing on the thundering rattling walkway round the waltzer, near the speakers, the ear splitting screams of the lasses in ra ra skirts, cowboy hats hanging down their back. Others I remember, Tallahasee Lassie, Poison Ivy, Big Hunk of Love. Lots more.

If you stand on the moon can you see the great Wall of China?

No, I'm not dancing there Margie, it's a youtube video but we make a point to see them when we visit there. The band are local to the wider Weymouth area and the video is in Hope Square.

Young at heart. This is the regular band on our holidays. They've done nothing this year because lockdown, hope next year's better, they do lots of charity gigs. Take your partners.

Lots of pics of rickenbacker 360 12c63 on Internet. Lovely looking instrument Mess.

Thanks for that information Jill, it completes the timeline for that chapter. I did my stint there for one production only in 1959. I don't remember John Evans.

I guess that would be the same man, Jill. From a copy of teachers' autographs when we left school he's signed E J Bowly. Just checked it for spelling. We lads inevitably called him Jock, but not to his face. I once encountered him taking a weekday lunch in the Roberts, that would be mid '80s so I guess he was still involved in the theatre then.

During my last year at school one of our teachers, Jock Bowley, who was involved in the theatre took a small group of pupils to the theatre to do the scene shifting between acts. Big vertical boards on wheels and painted with skyscrapers and interior scenes used as the background and in the wings. The play, a musical, was "A Place Called Paradise" and the story seemed loosely based on the 1957 "Westside Story". The costumes were authentic Teddy boys suits, much coveted by some of us schoolboys. A small but excellent band (including electric guitar yay!) in the pit covered the incidentals and,

Looks like Gerrards in the background, just across the railway.

No, it's normal at my doc's but the nurse will be dressed like something out of Quatermas, with disposable gloves and disposable tourniquet . And I was masked up too, gelled hands etc.

Speedy recovery BK.