Netherfield

[Karlton 582]

Was forester street called Pretty Window street? I believe there was a fish and chip shop on there.

[piggy and babs 544]

hi nev and welcome to the site of couse you know me well and my family clemo kid here babs hopefully see you at reble rally again this year.

[piggy and babs 544]

karlton i think it was canavon st that was called pritty windows st.

as you know nevi remember your mum aunty mable as we always called her.and your joan well.remember joan making our bridesmaids dresses for us when our pauleen got married. she had to make mine again when paulines boyfriend broke his leg playing football and they had to postpone the wedding as he was in hospital and of course i had grown out of mine and joan had to make me another wfen they got marrid the next yrar.

as you say nev unless you really knew old nevo and its peopleyou will never realy understandhow we felt about it i know my mum was never the samewhen she had to keave the only home she had ever /known

[crankypig 457]

Was there a pub at the end of Victoria road called carolines?or I might have got the name wrong,anyway my husbands sister used to run it ,don't know if the building is still there.

[Cliff Ton 10,009]

Yes there was. If you put "Caroline" in the Search box at the top of the page you'll find quite a few references to it in various Nottstalgia threads. It's the building on the right of this photo. It was still there a couple of years ago, but I don't know if it's still there now.

[Karlton 582]

Damn good picture there Cliff I remember walking to work at the railway on nights seeing the local bobby in the signal box, no doubt having a chat and a cuppa wi the signalman. Thanks for that cliff.

[PeverilPeril 3,176]

Used to catch a train at Netherfield for work in Loughborough. It seemed so easy then. Lived up the road on Park Rd.

[Bubblewrap 3,815]

#206

A fellow work mate & train spotter was a signalman at Netherfield Lane (mid 60s)

Carry on down the road for Colwick Loco & Yard

[carni 10,046]

We used to go to the Wrangler shop at Calverton Ian. Probably the same place. Chris had loads of shirts over the years. He had a wardrobe sort out one day and sent at least thirty to the Charity shop. He instantly regretted it. At one time it was the only place we bought our jeans from.

[BAZZER 10]

On 3/29/2008 at 10:46 AM, denshaw said:

A mate of mine moved to Dunstan st late sixties (no 125). I remember Pearl who lived a few doors away and Elaine Blood who live the other end of Dunstan st. We used to go to the fair on Victoria road and fishing down at the old gravel pits/lakes. If the wind was in the wrong direction there was a nasty smell, was it from Stoke Bardolph or a maggot farm near the river?

Den

We also used to play in the gravel pits - usually building rafts etc.

also, there was an old 'bogie' truck, that we rode through the tunnel, from the works, to the pits.

When I last visited Nottingham, I took my Son to see where I played.  Alas the tunnel can't be accessed now,,,, but the maggot factory is still there !! and still stinks !!

[BAZZER 10]

We also spent many, many hours outside the Ferry Boat. Usually my Dad was so strict about where we played, but down there, we were left to our own devices for an hour or so.

Obviously very dangerous,,,, railway lines,,,, River Trent,,,, Main Road etc etc.  There was a kids park on the corner of the main road, with conker trees.

Great great times

[BAZZER 10]

On 11/19/2008 at 10:38 AM, Notts Lad oop North said:

I used to live in Carlton ( Douglas Ave) but we were very near Netherfield and for the best part of 7 years ( 64-71) I used to transit through Netherfield on my way to the dreadful Carlton Le Willows Grammar School. I have a lot of memories of the place and this thread has brought back a few. We used to get the "smells" even in Carlton but the sewage works was the biggest culprit esp in summer. If I recall there was also a company called "Bitterlings" at Stoke Bardolph and it was responsible for the very worst smells. The Maggot factory? Yep I recall that down the track past Hoveringham gravels big pile of conveyors - went in there a couple of times at night - disgusting and rats there were even bigger than cats. If you walked down through Netherfield heading for Colwick Shed you came to a railway crossing (still there) On the right hand side here before the crossing was a small empty field and this was the site for a small annual fair in the mid / late 1960's

If you kept on walking you came to Colwick Loco shed on the left. Keep on walking and you followed a path taking you down the side of Colwick loco yard. Eventually you came to a signal box where you could cross the lines near Trent Concrete. But if you kept walking you entered a kind of underpass taking you through the loco yards and eventually you went through a small tunnel and emerged into what for us kids was some magical place. It was actually a gravel pit with lots of small ponds and lagoons with one great big one. So we called it Trent Ponds. Very few people went here. A fishing club had fishing rights but most of the time the wildlife was left to it. The ponds were sadly obliterated in the 1990's to make two gigantic slurry lagoons but there is one of the original lagoons left - the big one near the Trent and its the flat one - those behind the big earth banks are modern creations.

We used to climb up inside the railway bridge over the Trent and doing this we could get to the first arch but no further. We did discover a trap door which opened out directly under one of the railway tracks. We later used this trapdoor to "escape" over the Trent and we went off exploring Holme Pierrepoint gravel pits as they were before they became the famous facility there today. On a recent visit I noticed that the old timbers under this bridge have been replaced by concrete beams so you cannot climb inside this bridge anymore. Probably just as well. Looking back its amazing that I survived some of the daft capers I got involved with.( I nearly drowned in Attenborough Nature Reserve but thats another story.)

Another place I recall in Netherfield was a small factory very close to the main shops. A rumour went round that buried gems were to be found in the ground in front of it. All you had to do was dig down in the grey clay but you had to be careful you didnt get caught. So one summers night three of us took a chance, jumped over the fence armed with nothing more than pointed sticks and raced over some rough ground. We started to scrape away and sure enough below the long grass we found grey clay. Soon enough we all started finding gemstones! These were very small and I found a blue one and a red one. They were not polished or shiny and looked just like rough and real gemstones. Suddenly we heard a shout so we shot off. We never went back and to this day I dont know what on earth we were digging up. Years later I would learn that gemstones really can be found in clay - so what on earth was going on on Netherfield all those years ago?

I used to frequent some of the shops esp the main ones near the railway inc the newsagent. I used to buy maggots for fishing with from a petshop down a side street and later bought a number of birds for my garden shed aviary.

I have many happy memories of Netherfield / Colwick as it was my playground growing up in the mid / late 1960's. It was simply a great place to be then and I wouldnt have wanted to have grown up anywhere else! Happy Days!

I'd be surprised if we don't know each other.  We used to play in the exact same places - although the tunnel under the train lines at rails through it, and we rode a 'bogie' truck through it, to the pits.

As to scrambling through the bridge, if you look at the first stantion, you can see a piece of it missing.  I was standing on that very corner, when it just fell away into the river.  Don't know why - I wasn't that heavy.  If the granite was faulty, it would have gone by now.

Happy happy memories.

Baz

[BAZZER 10]

On 8/31/2010 at 1:31 PM, Ayupmeducks said:

My Gran used to live right at the bottom of Lindon Grove for a few years, bottom right house. Next door to her was a gentleman who built his own scale model steam locos with ride on rolling stock. He had rails laid around his back garden.

I also lived on Linden Grove - about 1968/9, just after getting married.

It was there that I took my pet bear home. My new missus wouldn't let me in !!!

[Wayne Dunworth 0]

I lived chandos st and vic Road. Mid 70s. 

[Cliff Ton 10,009]

I posted this on another page a while ago and I was surprised at the reaction it got.

 

The railway bridge at Chandos Street; the scene has hardly changed although you won't see steam trains there now.

[philmayfield 5,518]

I’ve been through that bridge many times. A friend of mine had a factory down there. Hambro Machinery. Tobacco and special purpose machinery designers and builders.

[loppylugs 8,355]

That old bridge was always referred to as 'Bakers Arch'  by my parents.  I've no idea why.

[TBI 2,351]

When the bridge was originally built it only provided an access between farm-fields split by the railway line. Years later when Chandos St was first built, it only extended down as far as the bridge. Beyond that, old maps show a footpath/lane and access down to Top Farm. Perhaps the folk who owned the farm were called Baker.  

[Leah 0]

On 4/18/2013 at 7:16 AM, Michael73 said:

Reading this thread has literally blown me away an the name "Simon Wilcox" now that was a blast from the past! I used to live at Number 9 Hodgkinson Street from '83 until '95 when I joined the RAF. We had just moved down into Netherfield when we heard about what had happened, I remember his Dad, was big into fishing and did fish the Gravel pits near to Rectory Junction. Now there's a place that everyone seemed to go when it was hot and sunny, if the wind was in the right direction you had fresh air! Netherfield was always subject to an aroma all dependant upon the wind direction. I always seem to remember the waft either from Stoke Lane (Sewage works/ Chettles) from the North East, the gut wrenching pong from the Maggot Farm by the Trent or the sickly stink from the British Sugar at Colwick. I did go home not so long back this year to see how things have changed, and yes my playground has now made way for concrete, steel and tarmac. Chettles is still boiling up offal and the Maggot Farm is still there but how the place has changed! I remember the Loop Road being built when we lived at Gedling before being moved to Netherfield other than that Netherfield Lane end of Victoria Road was just waste land from the former Loco and yards. Now it's just like a hornet nest with cars, lorries and buses jockeying for pole position at the lights. Even now I look at the pictures and think of all the stuff we used to get upto, building dens, making bonfires and just generally being lads when the sidings was your backyard.

There was a lot to be had living in Netherfield, yes it did seem at that time that Netherfield was the dumping ground for hard up families, but I have to say that I have never lived anywhere since where you knew you neighbours. People that I remember as a kid (all now long gone) had time to say "hello" and yes would "dob you in" if you were upto no good, genuine people that would look out for you. We were always out either playing around the streets, on Jackie Bells park or down the sidings, but it's all quiet now.

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Can anyone remember the big fire that occurred on the Colwick Industrial estates back in the 70's? I think it may have been Armatages, all I remember was seeing smoke near to "ESSO" storage area when we lived at the top of the hill at Gedling (Appletree Lane/ 2 Lynn Avenue) anyone have any info?

Hiya! Simon wilcox is my uncle! My dad never talks about him and no ether does my grandma. I’ve never been to his grave nor my grandads. Could I ask do you know where he was buried? My dad hasn’t been to his grave since a few years after it happened.

[Cliff Ton 10,009]

Welcome to Nottstsalgia Leah.

 

Unfortunately, Michael73 who posted that message, has never been back here since April 2013 so I think it's unlikely he will see your comment. However, with any luck someone else might come along and provide relevant information.