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Anyone got stories about the rag and bone men?

One used to come round Cinderhill way about once a month with his horse and cart.Mum bought me a pair of slippers which for some reason I hated, so I gave 'em to the rag and bone man who gave me a goldfish in a cellophane bag.I thought it was a great trade...Mother was not amused when she saw the fish and chased after the bloke......To my disgust she got the slippers back.

Paul.

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We have one now - just arrived about a month ago! Drives up the road in a beat-up pick-up with a monster audio system in the back shouting - 'Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagnbooooooooooooooooown'

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What I remember about them is that around our way they would come down the road and fasten bags of kids goodies to people's door knockers. The bags would contain stuff like colouring books, plastic toys and masks etc. If your mum had something for the rag and bone man you could keep the goodie bag. If not it was whipped back sharpish!

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We have one now - just arrived about a month ago! Drives up the road in a beat-up pick-up with a monster audio system in the back shouting - 'Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagnbooooooooooooooooown'

I think he does the whole of Cheshire , I was at college in Northwich yesterday and heard him (and he comes round here.)

I was on my way to the tip a couple of weeks back and lo and behold who comes down the road just as I was loading the car? Saved me a trip to the tip!!!

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I think he does the whole of Cheshire , I was at college in Northwich yesterday and heard him (and he comes round here.)

I was on my way to the tip a couple of weeks back and lo and behold who comes down the road just as I was loading the car? Saved me a trip to the tip!!!

THIS MAY HAVE BEEN ALBERT MARSHALL ANS HIS HORSE HERCULEESE HE LIVED IN WESTMINSTER TERRACE LODGE WITH MY GRAMA WAS A COUSIN OF ALBERT POUNDALL THE SCRAP MERCHANT . KEPT HIS HORSE ON THE ALLOTTMENTS NEAR PORCHESTER RD CARLTON RD. ALSO BRED BEUTYFUL ANGORA RABBITS INMANY DIFFERENT COULORS I WOULD HELP TO GROOM THESE FUR HAD TO BE KEPT IN SEPERATE SACKS TILL IT WAS FULL THEN HE WOULD SELL IT HE HAD A CLUB FOOT SO WALKED WITH A PRONOUNCED LIMP. BESIDES THE FISH HE ALSO WOULD GIVE AWAY CUPS AND SAUCERS SOMETHING THAT COULD BE ARD TO FIND IN THE FIFTIES ESSPECIALLY FOR POR FAMILIES WITH LOTS OF KIDS WHO WOULD MANAGE TO BEAK THEM ALL THE TIME LOST COUNT OF HOW MANY SETS MY MUM HAD FROM HIM. HE USED TO GO TO THE POTERIES IN STAFFORDSHIRE EVERY 3 MONTHS AND BUY BOXES OF THEM AND HAVE THEM DELIVERED TO NOTTINGHAM TRAIN STATION WERE HE WOULD PICK THEM UP.HE OFTEN HAD TINY PRITY COFFEE CUPS THAT I WOULD TAKE HOME AND HAVE DOLLS TEA PARTIES WITH.

BABS AND PIGGY

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I doubt it , I'm talking present day, and 90 miles away , even Arkle at his best would struggle to pull a cart that far !!!........LOL

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Was it Albert Pownall who owned the land adjacent to the Elwys Arms?

Rumour has it that a caged bear was kept there at some stage?

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That bear originally belonged to our mate Bazzer (Now in Cornwall) starts being mentioned in post number 24 here

http://nottstalgia.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=3556&st=20

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Yes, we have men in dodgey white trucks coming round, ringing a hand bell and shouting something unintelligle in an Irish accent.

Only difference from the old days, these are criminal Pykies, looking for drives to threaten you into tarmacing and sussing out houses to rob, cars to steal, and vulnerable people to intimidate. No doubt any old useless crap that you are forced to sell them ends up being flytipped down some attractive country lane.

I'd love to fill my old fridge up with napalm and plastic explosive on a timer and pay the barstewards to take it back to their illegal, filthy camp thats an eyesore, torture ground for horses and dogs and a criminal haven. That way we can wipe them off the face of the earth, and it will do us all a favour.

These days, Rag and Bone men= Pykies= criminal scum of the earth, don't be fooled by them.

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Not fond of them then?

It has to be said.

Whats wrong Ashley, this site needs positive imput and all you can come up with recently are snide asides and irrellavent 'one liner' little digs, it's all negative and rather pointless, this last statement sums it all up.

Are you prepared to put a little more into things, or continue to be totally negative and introspective.

There are others guilty of this, the site doesn't need it, you clearly have talents Ashley, would it be possible for you to put them to use for a change, when was the last time you started a thread for instance.

I look forward to be blasted, but I don't give a damn, I like to think I make decent contributions instead of sitting back and taking the p#ss all the time.

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That's nothing, you should see my posts on rival football sites! Think I've started 4 new threads here this month? maybe no "decent contributions" in such but then again no racist or threatening remarks which could get the site into trouble either, It would be interesting to hear others opinions on my little " negative and pointless digs" (I prefer humour) as opposed to napalming and blowing up people.

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I'm afraid that I'm in agreement with Ash here Pete, your posting of late has gone back to being a bit 'near the knuckle', Just calm it down a bit for everybodies peace of mind, eh?

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"Near the knuckle" eh...

Quick selection from just the last week:

"(Cause they scared the 541t out of me in that last appearance!!!) ", 19/04

"What's the difference between Cheryl Cole and the Icelandic volcano ??........The volcano is still blowing Ash......Taxi", 17/04

"we pay a fortune to bail the bloody Icelandics out and they 541t on from high above every time !!!", 16/04

"(It's not like these ignorant tw*ts would even have to carry it home with them !!)", 13/04

"If you can call Fynger a cheeky bogger", 11/04

Is there any wonder we only ever get about a 15 'regular' posters from a "membership" of 1,700???

An abysmal ratio, primarily due to the overuse of crude language, asterisked or otherwise.

Most potential contributors just ain't going to bother...

Cheers

Robt P.

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And then there's always the miserable old git who just want's to start arguments between decent members, then sits back until somebody is kicked off.

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Oh boy, here we go again. Everyone, please be nice to each other, life is too short. If someone says something you don't like, ignore it and post something to change the mood of the thread.

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Anyway - rag and bone men - -

In the late 40s one came down Hawthorn Street giving day old chicks for rags. Lovely little bundles of yellow fluff, doomed to die within days if not hours.

I put mine in the ubiquitous shoebox on the hearth but my mam gave it to a neighbour who kept fowls on his allotment.

That Christmas we had a fowl from him as usual and I was convinced it was my chick we were eating.

I was very proud but indignant that the neighbour had the nerve to charge for it!

Innocence!

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Our local scrapman (Hendersons of Bulwell) used to pay you for bundles of rags, I remember pestering my Mum to sort out old clothes for me to take because I needed some cash for summat. I got a great big bagful which I struggled to carry from Bulwell Lido to Bulwell Market place. I got there, he looked inside the bag and gave me 1d, I complained, "Is that all" I said...."Its the wrong material" he replied...."Not woth owt"......From that day on I have always been very careful of being "Done".

Owdtite.

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Was Hendersons opposite the Horseshoe pub?

It was Denshaw, right next door to the railway Station at Bulwell Market....You have just reminded me, I had my first wedding reception in the Horse Shoe after marrying in St.Mary's (The big church on the hill towards Highbury Vale)..As the marriage was a disaster I am now off to forget it again.... !inthebin!

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yea my mum once went for a job in hendersons office I recall, 30 odd years ago I had an apprentice working with me who'd had been collecting rags etc to take in before one christmas so this day we filled escort van to overflowing with bin bags full that he'd had stored in roof space, yours truely was up in that chucking the bags down and one miss aimed throw took his young brother head first down the stairs! Anyway once full we took them to some boarded up shops on manvers street, similar experience to yours Owdtite, can't recall exact price but next to nothing!

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I think I can remember that shop Ashley, did they used to sell/buy sack bags as well? I think it was on the corner of Manvers street and was it eyre (sp) street the one that ran through to Sneinton road, I started work just round the corner on Sneinton road back in 69

Rog

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Only went in that one time but went past often, as I recall maybe 3? shops bashed through into 1, painted corpo green outside and scruffy inside! Further along towards Sneinton on other side of road was a scrap yard (I think maybe also called Hendersons as per Bulwell?) went there one day and found the firm's I worked for whole stock of copper cylinders in there! we didn't even know they'd been nicked! Another memory of Manvers St was when police raided a flat above I think a newsagent's opposite the bus depot, they borrowed a bus (open top one) and drove it up against bedroom windows with armed officers upstairs pointing guns in

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Would that be Spurgeons new agents a couple of doors away from the little cafe that sold the most amazing toasted tea cakes?

Rog

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I think you are right Rog.

In the late 60's the lad from that shop was an Aprentice for trhe Coop Building Dept, where I was an apprentice electrician.

Cant remember his first name though?

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