DJ360 6,353 Posted September 21, 2017 Report Share Posted September 21, 2017 What sounds do you recall from your youth? I heard a plane overhead the other day. Hardly unusual when you live pretty much mid way between Liverpool and Manchester Airports, but something about the sound sent me back 50/60+ years into a reverie about sounds from the past. Thinking about it.. it wasn't just the sounds. It was something to do with what they made you imagine.. What thoughts they provoked in your mind. There's a sort of parallel with photos. They don't just represent the image you see, but also the people in the image, the lives they are living, the thoughts in their heads and the world they inhabit... So back to the Sounds. Jet planes heard while in school in the 50s and early 60s. Hardly any were passenger aircraft then. So mostly military. Hawker Hunters, English Electric Lightnings, Vulcan Bombers, Gloster Javelins etc. Where were they going? What were they up to? What were the crew seeing from 'up there'.. and what were they thinking? Church bells. Especially from Bulwell St Mary's. I might still be in bed a couple of miles away. or wandering the fields close to home near Bestwood Estate... but those bells somehow connected me to that church and to the people in and around it. They.. especially the bell ringers.. were announcing their presence. I was where I was too.. but I wasn't heard. I heard random steam train whistles and the odd 'clank' of shunting trains during the day.. but they became much more audible .. and interesting... at night when I was in bed. Freight and passenger sets running through Bulwell Common at speed. The same questions. Where are they going? Where have they come from? One particular noise may be lost forever now. The one where a long line of coal trucks or similar is 'braked' and the clank of one coupling link into the next travels along the train like a wave.. Clackalacka lack lacka.. for maybe 30 seconds or more. I do believe I could sometimes hear steam winding engines from nearby collieries. but that could be fantasy on my part. Dunno. Sunday lunchtime. Every house in the street had 'Two Way Family Favourites' on the radio and the sound escaped with the steam.. from kitchen windows, opened as the Sunday Roast and veg were cooked. 1812 Overture alongside the Dambuster's March, Joan Sutherland, The Everly Bros. and Orbison. Some young lad on Leybourne Drive, which backed onto our street.. used to come home every night quite literally 'whistling in the dark'. I asked my Mum about that and she told me he might be scared and whistling to seem as if he wasn't. Before that I didn't understand the deeper meaning of 'Whistling in the Dark.' Sometimes just the echoing clatter of heels on the pavement. Who is that? Where are they going? Col 3 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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