Geoffrey Dennis
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Any chance of reproducing them on here Ian along with the authorised version for comparison?
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Several alternative lyrics to Tom Jones`s Delilah.
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Sky Rockets In Flight ,Ian
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Yes Ian. Afternoon Delight is a proper singalong. Having led a sheltered life I never understood why the Ladies at work sang along with such gusto until one of them took me on one side and explained. OH RIGHT.
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One of my favorite songs from the 70s is a ballad called I`d Love To See You Tonight sung by England Dan and John Ford Coley. The theme of the song is regaining lost love and contains the evocative words "I`me not talking about meridian and I don`t want to change your life",words I have sung hundreds of times over the past forty years. The only minor irritation I had was that I had never heard "meridian" used in that context before but convinced myself it was rooted in the mysticism of the hippie culture, well beyond the understanding of a lad from Hucknall. Some months ago, whilst browsing on the internet I came across this "I`me not talking about moving in and I don`t want to change your life". Doh! Now whilst the approved version makes more sense, it does not have, for me the mystery of my alternative version.
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The last firm I worked for was a soap manufacturing company called Kays (Ramsbottom) Ltd. One product was called K1 Soap Powder.Over time the Company acquired 3 numbers.Mine was K15 OAP (K1 5OAP) the others being K50 APS and K5 OAP. Although the plates were on 3 totally different colours and models of car,the local constabulary insisted on correct spacing which somewhat nullified the effect.
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Brings back memories. Used to catch a Mackemson bus from Bulwell Market to Boots Beeston factory in the early 1960`s .
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Thanks MargieH, but this is what is so brilliant about the words, they ask the questions and allow your beliefs to provide answers.
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The words in Blakes poem Jerusalem merely ponder on whether it was possible Jesus accompanied his uncle Joseph of Aramathea, a tin merchant, , on a visit to this country.I personally can not listen to a rendition of the words and music without a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye. I know we are going through turbulent times at the moment but still believe this is the best country in the world to live and consider my self privileged to have been born here. Always remember to have been born British is to already have won first prize in the lottery of life.
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We also had a coal -house at the bottom of the garden.Ours had a coal-house one one end of the building, a shed with a wooden bench with a vice in the middle and the outside toilet on the other end. My Dad never went to the toilet, he always went to "view the roses". One of my jobs as a young lad was to count the number of bags the Coal man delivered, as was making sure the chimney sweeps brush came right out the top of the chimney.What ever happened to the bundle of wooden sticks, bound together with wire.?
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Thanks carnie and Cliff Ton.During my time there Roberts Windsor was owned by the Vestey family who also owned Dewhurst the butchers among many other companies Whist there we. were visited by Oliver Philpot one of the Wooden Horse escapees during World War 2 ,who worked for the Vestey`s and on another occasion Cathy McGowan whose own name soap Windsors were making. Those of us of a certain age will remember Cathy as a presenter of Ready Steady Go and at the time, a fashion icon. As can be seen from Cliff Ton`s posting Windsors were credited with making Derbac Soap but also made Derbac Liquid, both of which were full of DDT, a chemical whose use was banned in this country in 1984. It`s worthwhile reflecting that, despite the toxicity of DDT, Derbac Liquid was used for many years on childrens hair for the elimination of nits. Remember the metal comb given away with every bottle? Roberts Windsor was a watershed company for me,it was where I met my wife, it was my introduction to the Soap Making Industry and it was the final company I worked for in Nottinghamshire.
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Does anyone remember Roberts Windsors soap factory on Colwick Industrial Estate?. I worked there from 1965 to 1971.
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In a similar vein to trogg I was driving up Ainsworth Road in Radcliffe with a car battery in the boot which I had failed to sell to a local scrapyard. The traffic was sparse and just as I got to a decent rate of knots this vision of loveliness appeared. It would have been rude not to have given this lady my full attention. As I looked up literally split seconds later I was confronted with a car boot just yards away. I slammed the brakes on and heard the disconcerting sound of the battery roll in the boot.God was kind to me that day and I managed to stop in time.I rushed home, threw the boot lid open and there in front of me was a pool of acid.The wife had been given a large quantity of material some months earlier and having donned some long length rubber gloves I managed to soak up most of the excess. The following day at work I had one of the lads neutralise what left with loads of Sodium Carbonate.I still occasionally have a mental debate has to whether that young lady was worth all the bother but most of the time I think she was.
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I have never subscribed to the belief that the British Worker is basically lazy as portrayed for example, in the film ,I`m All Right Jack. In my experience the willingness to work is particularly endemic in the female of the species.There are inevitably boring aspects to a lot of jobs on a production line but this boredom can be some what alleviated by job rotation. Being busy makes the time fly by and whilst I was never so naive to believe the girls would not snatch a break when they could, generally speaking they would quickly bring a breakdown to my attention. Thereby lay a problem, how do you enter a confined space, filled with female bodies in order to investigate the cause of the stoppage? My strategy was to enter the area with my hands at chest height palms facing outwards, visually saying to the girls, I`m coming in but I`m not going to touch you. This worked for me.
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After many pushbikes, my first foray into motorised transport was a Raleigh Moped and I can still remember, even Fifty Years later, the thrill and exhilaration of finally moving from pedal to motive power. Having said all that I, at 6 ft 3 inches, must have been a sight to be behold on a Moped. The frame finally cracked at the bottom and for the want of an alternative solution I pushed it all the way from Hucknall to the Raleigh Factory on Gregory Boulevard only to be told in no uncertain terms to go away To rub salt into the wounds I had to push it all the way back. My first car was a Commer Cob which belonged to the son of my Driving Instructor and was in a garage being serviced. I picked the car up and drove tentatively along Hucknall High Street, the first occasion I had driven alone. I reached Albert St put my foot on the brake pedal to slow down in anticipation of turning right and carried on. The brakes had failed. I somehow got the car home using the hand brake. Needless to say I contacted the Driving Instructor who had it towed away and repaired Not the most auspicious introduction to the world of car driving but to the best of my memory the car was then trouble free until I part exchanged it for a Hillman Minx.
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I did some research into the medicinal benefits of Epsom Salts and whilst it can be taken in small doses, there is no credible evidence that consuming it has detoxifying effects. However an Epsom Salt bath may provide pain relief and reduce swelling in people with inflammatory illnesses.
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Back to the original theme, my Dad took a small dose of Epsom Salt every morning. Tried it myself. The taste was indescribably bitter and lingered for a long time. Did not go back for a second dose.
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DJ360 I do not believe any red blooded man will ever stop appreciating a good looking woman whilst still having a breath in his body. However it is always look but don`t touch and adherence to the principal that a woman has the absolute right to say NO and mean it.
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fly 2 I was in your neck of the woods during the week, staying with my sister in law who lives near the Pear Tree.
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For a long period of my life I was an inveterate giver of lifts. On one occasion, having worked late, I called into the local KFC to buy a peace offering. As I came out of the shop there was a young girl stood by the door crying and I ascertained her date had let her down and she was stranded. Ever the gentleman I offered her a lift home. The young lady lived in an area of Manchester with which I was totally unfamiliar and although her directions got us to her house I became absolutely lost on the way home. When I did eventually arrive home I received a rollicking for being far later than I said I would be and another one for the fried chicken being cold. Driving back to Nottingham on my own, very late one night I picked up two young girl hitch hikers. Although nothing amiss happened I realised after I had dropped them off just how vulnerable I was to all sorts of accusations, particularly with their being two of them,. so I stopped giving lifts. A shame but probably the safest option.
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Ian , although the name Walter Outram does resonate with me, I don`t know why or where but, bear in mind I left Cussons in April 1971, so he could have worked there after I departed.
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My dad died when I was 10 and he 79, which meant he was born in 1876, right in the middle of the reign of Queen Victoria. Whilst no means a cruel father, he was certainly a strict disciplinarian, believing in the principal that children should be seen and not heard. His attitude towards women was unwavering, they were the fairer sex and placed on a pedestal. My upbringing therefor proved ideal preparation for the rigours at the Mellish but hardly for the working environment of the swinging sixties. My first job was in the Export Department of Raleigh Industries, an office full of mainly young ladies, and me the veritable fish out of the water.I have no doubt they would have been kind to me, but I was so painfully shy, I can not remember having a conversation with any of them. I must have shown some early initiative because I was given the job of sorting out the filing system and in consequence, unfettered access to all the side offices. I threw open the door of what I thought was an empty office and lying on a desk was a young lady having her boobs inked with a map of the world. Now I could not say if she was enjoying the experience or not but she certainly was making no attempt to get up. I made a speedy about turn and fled the scene. Should I have reported the matter to the Office Manager? Would that not have caused the young lady, complicit or not, a great deal of embarrassment? What a contrast to the prevailing attitudes of today!
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He certainly would have! There were 60 ladies on days in the soap room alone and I had the responsibility of the two other shifts as well. A very busy Department. Never a dull moment and the time flew by.
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Hi Ian, Apologies for this tardy response, am still catching up and have only just read your posting of May 7 2018, regarding Gerards. I left Nottingham to be the Soap Room Manager at Cussons in Manchester and readily recognise the goings-on you described. Believe me when I tell you I have experienced everything from having my privates grabbed by a lady passing by as I spoke to the MD to false teeth coming down the packing belt. All designed to test my patience and good humor.The secret was never afford the ladies the pleasure of an over reaction.I spent 13 very happy years at Cussons terminating when all the Soap making equipment, including Plodders were sent down to Gerards.
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Whatever happened to......?
in Owt' Abaaht Nowt !
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Oh it`s an I phone is it. I thought some genetic deformation of the female form had suddenly taken place.Looking down the whole line of those girls,there isn`t one you wouldn`t have been chuffed to have been seen with.