Edited and Compiled by Paul Nix
|What price health & safety – to say nothing of seat belts ? Reminds me of Summer Camps with the 6th Beeston Scout Troop (1940’s) when an open backed lorry would be loaded with all the tents, cooking utensils, our kit bags – yes we actually used kit bags (in plentiful supply just after the war)and all the other paraphanalia of camping. Some 30 of us would then clamber in among all the gear to find the softest spot we could for the two or three hour journey to somewhere like Wirksworth or Hathersage in Derbyshire. Out of half a dozen or so such trips I never recall that we ever got wet.
The first time I went to a concert with shool and afterwards was aloud to go to the pictures in nottingham with out an adult. I was 15 years old.
30 July 1966 when England won the World Cup! We were on the top of a Nottingham Corporation bus when we found out they had won. We had been travelling back from honeymoon all day and got no sense out of the Barrow Boys as we passed through London. They all gave us different scores. We spent 2 nights of our honeymoon watching the semi finals (having missed the1/4 finals because of our Wedding Day and I STILL haven’t been forgiven for arranging the Wedding that week after 38 years.
Sunday School outings with soggy sandwiched and warm ginger beer! Great fun though with all the games.
The Nottingham Arboretum, I used to go there with my Gran. There was a talking bird – a macaw I think – housed to the right of where the little girls were in the photo.
Schooldays in the 1940’s. While attending the Nottm Technical school for Textile Trades (in the Tech. College on Shakespeare St), we often used to spend our lunch hours in the Arboretum. Although our dress was not so formal as those in the picture, I clearly remember hanging on those same railings looking at the various birds in the aviary. Somewhere along from the viewpoint in the picture – near the top of the hill – was an old cannon from the first world war (or was it even the crimea?) with a great pile of cannon balls too heavy to lift ~ Yes we tried!
This reminds me of happy courting days at the Arbouretum, off Mansfield Rd (North Sherwood Street),. Margaret, my first love, where is she now????????
|I remember the freedom of the road at 16. Lousy photo, but a great first bike. A 350cc Gold Star. Petrol was cheap, the roads were almost empty. In those days if your bike broke down, you would have at least three offers of assistance before you rolled to a stop. How people have changed.
Trams with seat backs that could be swung back or forward depending which direction the tram was going.
I went to the Salvation Army in Radford (1948)and took two bus loads of children to Wipsnade Zoo about 70 children in Trent buses and I think that was the first time many of the children had been away from home.