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Looking from Victoria Station. The bottom end of Woodborough Road is where the houses are, with Huntingdon Street on the right, and the Gas building (three chimneys).

No matter how you dress it up..my Mother refusing to cut my wavy hair  don't warrant a week of penance on my knees! Twisted..that's what they were! A bad piano is a bad piano..no matter

Nah! Grew to dislike those frustrated nuns...and learnt that they were as about as far from God as  Hitler with a can of zyklon B in his hand! Wicked and cruel place ...and they knew my Parents h

No Chase pub. Where was it?

 

Plan next to do Corporation Oaks and out of Elm Ave. Today I parked van on the corner of Magdala Road/Zulla Road and legged it into town straight up Mansfield Road. Did what I had to do in town and then came out of the back entrance of Victoria bus station and walked up Woodborough Road until I got to the top of Magdala and then walked back down to the van. Think I am going to look for an old portapotti or similar to chuck in the back of the van for these events. I could also consider taking my bike in the van!

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8 hours ago, The Pianoman said:

 

 

I could also consider taking my bike in the van!

 

I'd need an electric bike these days to climb those Woodborough Road hills!  But it would be good on the way back down

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Fab pics ! Thanks for posting them. They evoke all kinds of memories, some good others less so. Regarding cycling I used to do West Bridgford  to school then back home on my bike to Mapperley up both hills every school day and most Saturdays for 5 years. I must have been fit!!   I still cycle but modern traffic is a constant worry.

 

When at Gussies primary school (age 9 or 10 ) I escorted a very pretty girl home all the way down the chase and up Donkey Hill to her house ...........I omitted to let my Ma know  and on arrival home very late but happy was severely chastised.........couldn't sit comfortably for a day or two!!

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On 3/29/2018 at 11:56 PM, IAN123. said:

Chase pub was just above the church St.Anns Inn..think the New Westminster was at St.Anns Well rd.end of the chase.

The new Westminster aka the wessy was at the end of St Ann's well rd near Ransom rd, was a shippos pub. The one at the end of the Chase was the Gate, that was a home ale's pub. 

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Strange what an old photograph can do....not thought about this area for a long time-When i left my junior school (1972) this above photo evokes a strange period in my life..recalling the most trivial thoughts:

I bought a Matchbox beach buggy from a shop pictured near the Morris Oxford.

The shop sold those spit tattoos of the Harlem Globetrotters.

An elderly man who was a POW in Burma used to get the 31 every Tuesday ...he went to Mapperley Hospital for treatment.

After my confirmation in the local church.. i was given an orange Aero bar..(today the kids get £100's).

Ivan Joseph who was bullied by the teaching staff rescued an elderly lady from a burning house on Cranmer st.

I was made to kneel outside Sister Francis's office for a week..9am/4pm.

I saw an old bloke fall out of a moggie 1000 one morning as he turned onto Bowers Avenue, witnessed St Anns being built...and the constant clay and mud brought onto Woodborough Rd.by dumpers etc...

And a clown in full regalia rocked up to .Gussies with apples and badges promoting dental hygiene...cannot recall the slogan.. hellish times..but the cornflake tart was nice!

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You do have an amazing memory, Ian.   Btw, what had you done wrong to have to kneel outside the Sister's office for a week?   Sounds more than a bit extreme to me!   But I suppose it gave you some thinking time..... hope the thoughts were appropriate, though!

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Nah! Grew to dislike those frustrated nuns...and learnt that they were as about as far from God as  Hitler with a can of zyklon B in his hand!

Wicked and cruel place ...and they knew my Parents had split up..and did sod all in the way of comfort...what i did realise in kneeling for a week at 11 years of  age  is that many hide behind God to inflict  cruelty to those less able than themselves!

My way of living has bugger all to do with Letters to the Corinthians!!!!!

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10 minutes ago, IAN123. said:

Nah! Grew to dislike those frustrated nuns...and learnt that they were as about as far from God as  Hitler with a can of zyklon B in his hand!

Wicked and cruel place ...and they knew my Parents had split up..and did sod all in the way of comfort...what i did realise in kneeling for a week at 11 years of  age  is that many hide behind God to inflict  cruelty to those less able than themselves!

 

I think more recent events with various branches of religion have proved you are correct

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Malcolm, this thought just popped into my head...just because  some people may play their music extremely badly on a piano, doesn't mean that the piano is faulty.   The same piano could be played beautifully by people who have studied music, practised every day and want to give pleasure to whosoever listens.

iknow this isn't a perfect analogy.!!

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No matter how you dress it up..my Mother refusing to cut my wavy hair 

don't warrant a week of penance on my knees!

Twisted..that's what they were!

A bad piano is a bad piano..no matter

who's twinkling the ivorys.

I am only speaking for my 12 years of Nottm Catholic Education.

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I wasn't referring to those sisters being bad pianos, Ian.   They were the ones who were playing the piano EXTREMELy badly.    It was disgraceful to punish you for something like not having a hair cut and, in my opinion, disgraceful to punish anyone in that way.  They sound very uncaring and I feel sad that you had to endure that school x

 

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I've just read a couple of books by Charles Chiniquy.  Written in the mid 1800s.  He was a Roman Catholic priest for forty years before he left.  So I  Figure he knew what he was talking about.  He finally packed it in after forty years and some of 'em tried to kill him.

 

His books are not full of sordid tales.  He actually loved the church, but finally he'd had enough. He simply told it like it was.  The books are available for free on Google books.  A long read but worth the effort.

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Just found this definition of discipline...   I like it but maybe you'll disagree?

 

Child discipline is the method used to prevent future behavioural problems in children. The word discipline is defined as imparting knowledge and skill, in other words, to teach.  

In its most general sense, discipline refers to systematic instruction given to a disciple, teaching them right from wrong and guiding them in the way they should behave.

 

just seen your poster Rog.    I certainly believe that God 'prefers' love and kindness rather than hate!   

 

 

 

 

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When I went to the ROI in the 60s the best advice given to me was never discuss religion or politics.

 

Even now I don't really discuss religion it can be very divisive some people ardently believe others don't. I have noticed though it's fanatical believers that cause most trouble.

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10 hours ago, catfan said:

Who said hate ?

 

I was referring to Rog's poster about 'hateful Christians' ...

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What a memory that is, when I started there back in Jan 62 the only two things that had changed were the vehicles and there was new neon strip lighting, all though the large mantle gas lamps were still there but not used.

 

Everyone gathered at 4pm on a Friday and the foremen would be on the loading dock on the left hand side to hand out the wages.

 

One time there was a one day strike, I along with the other appro's were set to sweeping that yard and up in roof to dust off the iron work.

 

Down the bottom end of the yard on the right hand side was a block of outside toilets, lippy appro's beware if you went there on a Friday tea time a fire hose would come under the door and you would go home extremely wet.

 

It were always scruffy Ian there was only one cleaner for all floors and outside, it's obliviously been cleaned up for the photographs.

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