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Modern business acumen should have taught Gee Dee's about the advantages of an online presence. The shop appeared to be of sufficient size to do that.
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Children in France seem to be a completely different species to those in England. Having said that, I notice that there is an increasing tendency for bad behaviour amongst them when out socialising. I blame this on the increasing MacDonaldism which is taking over the world - by this I mean the malign influence of American culture and values.
When I first moved to France, children knew their place - and that was as subordinates to their parents and elders when being taken out to a bar or restaurant. They behaved impeccably and their reward was that of sharing in the meal and, perhaps if they were very good, a few sips of wine.
Now, although not a bad as it seems to be in England - and which I saw demonstrated when I was over last Christmas - there is an increasing arrogance amongst the young which makes them extremely unpleasant. This is more so in the towns and cities here - the kids in my local village are still polite and respectful to us adults and use the correct form of address e.g the formal "comment allez vous" and not the colloquial "comment ça va" or even just "ça va" but then, my wheelchair may have something to do with that.
As an addition, in England last year my use of the wheelchair did invoke some ridicule and I was catcalled as being a cripple - and that was in the South, not Nottingham!!!
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If there was a proper and efficient railway system in the UK you would be able to load your car (electric, steam-powered or whatever) on to a rail carrier, relax in the comfort of the train whilst you (and your car) are being sped along at a hundred plus miles an hour to your destination. You get out at the other end refreshed and ready to drive and complete the few miles to where you actually want to visit. No waiting around at charging points, being ripped off for fuel at motorway service stations and so on.
It won't happen, I'm sure. Too many vested interests by those in control of the country.
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Re the phone box on Stoney St. I remember seeing a yellow one somewhere - was it that one?
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6 hours ago, IAN123. said:
Great jukebox too!
Any pub with a jukebox got a very wide berth from me - as did pubs with gaming machines. My aversion did tend to make my pub selection a bit limited but hey-ho.
Worse than either of those, though, were pubs with computer games. I well remember seeing one of the early computer games in, I think, The Strathdon. It consisted of a disc moving side to side on a screen which was meant to be deflected by a player controlled paddle (or bat). Particularly irritating about this was the sound made whenever the paddle contacted the disc.
My dislike of each of these things continues even now.
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On 9/3/2018 at 7:51 PM, IAN123. said:
Remember these?..Strepsils big Brother.
On 9/4/2018 at 8:26 AM, IAN123. said:Think these were Crookes( Boots.)
I wonder if those BP products are still available..witchazel, surgical spirit, calamine etc..
Strepsils were Boots - I knew the manager of the Strepsils section at Beeston. He had a permanent Strepsils smell about him. His wife worked in the cosmetic development labs - she smelled of Strepsils as well.
Tussils were made in a separate part of the Strepsils factory as they contained a drug, dextromethorphan, to relieve cough whereas Strepsils were (are) just mildly antiseptic with amylmetacresol and 2,4-dichlorobenzyl alcohol.
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I don't have any squirrels in my garden, even though I'm quite close to a Parc National which is stuffed with pine trees (Maritime Pine, Pinus pinaster).
The reason is, I think that my trees are mainly palms (they find scaling the rough trunk a problem), citrus trees (they don't like the smell) and agaves (not really trees but they seem repellent to those nasty little rodents).
When they do come into the garden occasionally they provide great entertainment for my dogs who enjoy chasing them around, not being able to climb out of the way. Normally, outside my property, it's the other way round when the dogs can't chase them up the trees.
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I remember that as The Roebuck - gay bar on the left, straight bar on the right. Only went in once - not because it was gay but because I didn't like the discrimination shown by bar staff (a somewhat oversize dyke):
"Are you in the right bar, duck?"
I didn't think it mattered that much, I went in for a pint, not a liaison.
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Another victim of the computer age where people prefer staring at screens and fiddling with joysticks and mouses rather than actually doing anything practical - even if that was just model making.
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I remember when the tracks from Victoria Station were visible just sub-street level between Clinton St E and Clinton St W where it seems Poundland is now. They must have crossed beneath Lincoln St and along Thurland St. The place that is now Wilko, next to the Dog & Partridge used to be a Sainsbury's - I remember the fancy "stonework" above hiding a car park - which it seems it does now.
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In France, all pharmacies and police stations have charts detailing mushrooms and pharmacists are able to advise on any mushrooms brought in for them to identify.
My housekeeper is something of a mushroom expert and we enjoy many dishes (especially at this time of year) made up of wild mushrooms. She also dries some (such as Boletus edulis (cep)) for the winter. At this time of year, her apartment is amassed with garlands of all manner of edibles for winter use. She also processes olives - which is an exceptionally fiddly procedure.
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Respiratory problems were rife in Hucknall, not only in the miners but also their families - especially the kids. Snotty noses were the norm and some of the snot became carefully deposited between the pages of schoolbooks thus glueing them together. Not quite as bad as 'Bob in the book Bertie' but nearly.
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^^^ VERY, VERY SAD!!!!!!^^^ that such a place could have been destroyed like that.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ESSENCE OF VANDALISM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
by the occupants of the building in the background.
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15 hours ago, IAN123. said:
Blow me!! That was Richard Roberts.
Yes gold specs and Brylcreemed hair.
He was actually a nice bloke..he lived in Mapperley Park..he used to take me to his house for these cakes'..Madelines'?
and tea..he kept of all things a Koala Bear !
4Delusions of being Marcel Proust, possibly? Was the tea a linden blossom tisane? Did you have to dip the madeleines in the tea? All sounds a bit suspicious to me. How old were you when he used to do this?
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Butler's Hill Juniors kept their clay for art classes in a dustbin covered with damp cloths to keep it pliable. More often than not, the dampness was provided by the pupils using the bin as a urinal.
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I knew Dennis & Roberts as being on Clumber Street. They were useful for all sorts of oddities in the DIY field - and they used to stock Thompson & Morgan seeds. The shop really went downhill when they moved to Viccy Centre. I remember it being run by an impossibly posh bloke with Brylcreem-slicked back hair.
I remember The Peacock, mainly because of its odd "pointed" shape sort of poking into Mansfield Road. Never went in there, don't know why.
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The place opposite the H&H is one of those I meant. The other was further up on the same side as the H&H. May have been called Hall's.
I remember Pools Tools being on Pelham Street - got it a little bit wrong there, no wonder I couldn't place it (the building) on GSV.
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Then there was Pools Tools on Pelham Street for precision engineering equipment.
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11 hours ago, IAN123. said:
Anyone else use these Hardware shops before the Texas or B&Q?
1Certainly did - including Stones and Gillots (recently mentioned on here). There were also a couple of DIY/wood shops on Derby Road (going up to Canning Circus from the city) which had my patronage. Those hypermarkets hadn't been invented.
As I understand it now you have to buy nails counted out into stupid quantities of about half a dozen and sold in little plastic boxes rather than by the lb.
Plantfit - I know exactly what you mean about wooden shafted hammers - especially important for any artistic or craft work. Hickory is the wood of choice, it has the right amount of spring and thus feedback to the user.
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Woollies had those big personal weighing scales - bright red with a large ring-shaped red neon light inside, "Avery" in gold letters at the front and very strange (to me, at the time) brass cylinders which moved outwards when you stood on the platform. Kids were encouraged to weigh themselves as they received a little ticket like a cigarette card telling their weight.
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My dad worked there for a while on machine assembly.
Landmaster were on Watnall Road, way past the airfield and RR.
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I may have posted this previously but, here goes:
What's got four bums and keeps you warm?
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Esso Blue
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Plus hot, roasted, salted peanuts and cashews dispensed from rather strange shaped glass jars with a metering device at the bottom.
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Thinking back even further, I distant memories of being a regular at the Hucknall Cripples Guild (Orthopedic Clinic) even as a small child. I had to wear torturous leg callipers to correct bowing in my legs due to vitamin D deficiency. I don't think it was full-blown rickets. There were a number of kids in the same situation, most of them from quite close to where I lived. Was it due to poisoning from the fumes emanating from the ever-burning slag heaps of Bottom Pit?
My bow legs were fixed after a long period of physical treatment with callipers plus cod or halibut liver oil (yuk, yuk, yuk) to provide vitamin D and plenty of milk and cheese to provide calcium.
Even though ostensibly cured, I still believe that a number of my current health problems are due to the toxic fumes from burning slag heaps.
Hucknall Orthopedic Clinic was an Art Deco building located on Derbyshire Lane. I am unable to find it on the current GSV.
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Things that pee you off...
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Margie, it shouldn't be like that. The French are much more formal in their speech and greeting with ça va equates nearly but not quite to eyup, mate. Imagine meeting Emmanuel Macron or Theresa May with such a greeting. Comment allez vous is absolutely essential in such circumstances (or it's off to the guillotine).