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The other side...

Hopefully, here's me picture.

Milk churn finished, apart from varnish. Will post some pix as soon as I can remember what to do. Then it's coming back to Stapleford, Notts. (Just to keep NSs happy).

There, there Diddums, it can't be all that bad. Just think of all the nice things you can't do, or nice places you can't visit. They'll still be there when all this crap is over.

Nonna ! Do you mean to say , you don't use a cast iron one? The sort that you put on the job and spit on it to see if it's hot enough. Maybe I could scrape the paint off mine and send it over. Failing that, put your clothes under your mattress and press em overnight.

Can I suggest that she start with one of the smaller boot lasts. After you've rust proofed it, a couple of coats of white paint for undercoat. Then Mrs.PP can decide on what base colour the last will be and put whatever design she wants on it. The simpler the better...,Remember ! it'll be her interpretation and not something from a masterclass. That will come later. Tell her, "Good Luck". Edit...Lady PP can always start with something simple like a wooden spatula or spoon. They're great starters.

Hiya Terry, nice to hear from you. In reply to your question, as long as you've used a decent primer/undercoat on top of which you can use Acrylics. It's water soluble and brushes washed in water. With added value that when it dries, it is water resistant. I'm using this medium at the moment in absence of enamel (Humbrol) and not being able to go out. My sister in law very kindly bought me a couple of sets of acrylics, but I suspect she had an ulterior motive, (she wants her churn done!). I've been happy using this medium though sometimes I have to put an extra coat on. Lastly, I give the

Affergorrit, this is the sort of path I remember. Not this old mind.

CT., your google ref shows the steps at what look like a couple of trolleybus stops from the terminus, unless I'm mistaken. If memory serves me, opposite on the other side of the road was a large set of advertising hoardings into which was a little cafe. It was run by the sister of my old butcher gaffer on Ilkeston road. I often had to go there to deliver bacon, sausage, mince etc. Always got a mug of tea and some toast. The bus stop was right outside for going back.(the cafe was more like a large wooden shed,built into the hoarding).

AG., I came across this whilst trawling...perhaps it helps. Helps me to understand the terrain. B.

Pardon !!!!! How come I can't see 'em? I just get the post image. Sorry everyone, I wouldn't have posted had I known that would happen. ( stopped shaving since lock down 63 days ago).

AG., your map above post, where the path travels up towards Greenwood rd., on the right is where the nissen hits were. When visiting my aunt, sometimes used a Sneinton dale bus, but now no idea of the number. Your map at least gives me some idea of the layout. Cheers.

It's just occurred to me, who did you think it was? (Maybe I'd got a painter in).

I'm afraid so Ian. Disappointing aint it?

These taken about 15 mins ago. What you might call 'work in progress'. Not be long now. Are you watching PP.? Don't know why the pix are small but if you click or tap on each you will see them larger in postimage. B.

Cheers HSR., thanks for reminding me of my age ! This all brings me back to my regular gripe, of not having a camera until I was 22. No pix of me when I were little. Another thing, if I went through that gate now, I more than likely not get half way up the hill. And to think, we used to run up.! Does anyone else remember those Nissen huts? I think they were temporary accommodation post war.

More power to his elbow CT., he deserves a medal. Been a life saver to loads of us in home arrest!

Cheers AG., correct me if I'm wrong but, when you walked up and over the path from the gate, there was this sort of valley. If you did an almost u turn and walked, you came to the railway line, but I can't remember if there was a manual crossing there. Must have been, because you would reach the road. Overlooking the railway was a sort of sandstone cliff and as kids, exploring we found a cave halfway up the bank. Naturally of course, we thought we'd discovered it and it was our den! Next time we went, we took some bread and jam etc., so we could watch the trains go by. Imagine our horror

Is it true, you can start a fire by rubbing two scouts together?

The gate, as I remember it, (bearing in mind it was 66years ago) was a single, iron/steel gate which swung on hinges on right. On the left side was a steel arc and the gate only swung about 90°, the idea being you pushed the gate forward, stepped in to the left side then closed the gate behind you, thus enabling you to walk forward. I could draw a diagram but all you knowledgeable NS's will know better than me what I'm on about. Nuff sed.

Ian is correct.

If you stand at the top of Beachy Head, you can see the Moon !

You can put as many as you like SG., They're all crackin as far as I'm concerned. Here's 3 more words......."Good on yer"

That's right Stuart. HSR... I am not aware of any clearing or carvings. I used to walk up from the 44 terminus through the gate and up a steep path, that I do remember. The path then dropped down into a little valley. Looking toward Sneinton, on the right the trees gave to a large grassy field, where I used to visit my Aunt Evelyn and Uncle Mark, who lived in one of the Nissen huts that were up there (they later moved to Clifton). Bearing in mind, I could have only been about 10/11 ish. Used to catch the 44 on Alfreton road, at the top of Boden street. Can't see that being allowed today.

It were only a joke SG. Allus done with tongue in cheek. Apologies.