Used to be a procession towards Pond St about 6o'clock on Sunday mornings in the 60's.

Remember if the coach was overfull, as kids we had to sit on the baskets in the aisle.

When did they stop running?

Remember Jeffcocks as my Grandfather owned Whiteleys coaches and yes they use to meet on castle gate at 6.00am. There was alwats a rush with the different coach operators as to who could get there first. This was in order to get the fishermen to the best spots before the other coaches arrived. Once remember they took a coach of fishermen and the centre of the oach had the blokes sat on the baskets from the front to the back all down the isle. The coach had a flat tyre so in order that if the police came they would not be in trouble about 20 blokes started walking down the road with baskets and rods. After the tyre was changed the fishermen were picked up on route. One said that the police had pulled up and asked them why so many blokes were walking down the road with the fishing tackle. The reply was that they were on a sponsored walk from Sheffield.

i used to fish his pond at the oaks opposite norton water tower,he lived on the corner house,one day he asked me and a mate to put him a couple of tiles on his roof that had been dislodged,we did it for him and he took us down the road to the pub for a pint,the pub was really snooty,golf club types,and jeffcock had on a moth eaten jumper and even older cords,we had our old fishing clothes on,

any way the young barman refused to serve him,so he told him to fetch the manager,asked for him by name,when he turned up and saw jeffcock he gave the bar lad a right rollocking," he can buy this bloody place" he shouted at the lad,jeffcock pulled out a wad of notes ordered the drinks and told the lad not to take it to heart.

another time the fair came to norton and they ruined his pond,me and harry dragged all the crap out of it for him,then he said it would need restocking,thats when after a few pints ,colonel bagshaw was seen firing his shot gun in the air after we liberated a few of his prize rudd to put into jeffcoxs pond
a great bloke and a reall sheffield character

I used to be there every sunday morning, waiting at the bottom of victoria station approach, for the coach that took us down to the trent, good times Now we have some great fishing on our doorsteps.it,s no longer nessessary to travel all those miles.

No I,ve never been on Jeffcocks coaches but I remember when I was living in Kilmarnock and fishing the black cart (a stream that ran from lochwinnoch to the Clyde) and catching some monster roach. I read in the paper that a Sheffield coach operator (Jeffcock) had arranged with thr River Forth authority to bring up coach loads of fishermen to fish the Forth (FOC) on the condition that they threw all the coarse fish on to the bankside..I think that this was the first time this had been tried and I also think it was the last as the majority of the fishermen threw their catch back into the river..whats that old saying about old dogs and new tricks???

i heard a story where he took a bus load to scotland fishing and thet all got nicked for fishing on a sunday.
apparently that wasnt allowed in the sixties

obviosuly not the jeffcock that did a runner with the manor hotel takings:hihi:

my dad jim bertram use to go fishing with them

what coach company used to pick me up outside the embassey( mansfield road ) in the late sixties and drop me off at the forty foot drain ??. Was packed to the rafters and i always had to sit on my basket in the aisle.It was brilliant and a right laugh, some proper charachters on them buses.