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  1. Yes they do, you can smell them in the King & Miller each day during opening hours.
  2. Here are some bits I'd like to add. Joe Cocker.Yep, Joe did down a boatload of booze through the years. When he became famous again in the 80s, Joe was again a busy man and toured worldwide. Those were the days when he wore his hair short and appeared on stage wearing smart suits. The music became more gentle and less rocky and many songs were ballady. I lived in Germoney at the time. I lived in a small town just east of Hannover...Lehrte. I worked in Hannover. About 1982 when Cocker was in town I went to the Intercontinental Hotel to try to get Joe to sign my lps and cd booklets. He signed my stuff for me but I had the impression he was very cautious. I supposed he'd had bad experiences in the past with strangers trying to get attached in some way... hangers on. I also met Chris Stainton on this occasion. we chatted for a while and spoke of Sheffield. I recall him mentioning he was originally from Woodseats.We also talked about Sheffield pubs. Chris also mentioned he'd been living quite a long time in Essex. Anyrooad up, to cut things short, Joe had met an American woman along the way in the recentish past. It seems this lady got Joe off the booze...Jack Daniels etc. She straightened Joe out and he then became a better person for it. Joe Cocker O.B.E. also packed in his habit of smoking two packs of cigs per day in 1991. He died 23 years later of lung cancer! in 2014 Some songs I really liked sung by Cocker are: Just like a woman written by Dylan Let it be written by The Beatles Something Written by George Harrison. ______________________________ Dave Berry. I recall Dave Berry(Grundy)lived on Robin Lane, in Beighton. I believe he was born there too. Dave attended Woodhouse County Council School. Beighton was then in the Woodhouse Ward of Sheffield. Dave now lives in Dronfield area. I also recall a cousin of Dave Berry, Peter Shaw or Shore..Dave confirmed it when I mentioned the name. Peter had died in 1969? after falling off the back of a motor scooter possibly on Birley Spa Lane, Hackenthorpe. My next brother up was in the same class as Peter at Carter Lodge Secondary school a few years prior. Dave Berry has a daughter I used to know, Tanja. A good few years ago she was courting? a man who ran the Jolly Buffer pub(Whitbread) on Ecclesall road. I think Tanya co-ran the pub. I remember before Tanya was at the Jolly Buffer the pub was ran by a good acquaintance of mine, Sasha. Sasha first came to my attention when he ran a brilliant disco in town, The Sportsman(Tetley) on Cambridge Street. Sasha and I used to chat about him having back ache and gout symptoms from drinking Carling lager. RIP Sasha. Storyette. One Wednesday evening about 20 years ago I was in the Slug & Fiddle pub, on Ecclesall Road. The pub was opposite side of the road from the Nursery Tavern(Stones) and a bit lower down. A friend of mine was one of the management that ran the pub...Herbie Armstrong.I suggest a google of Herbie who played in bands: Van Morrison Yellow Dog Fox and many others including solo stuff. On this evening the pub had live music like most wednesdays, it was packed out as usual. I noticed Dave Berry come in with three others, one of them turned out to be Dave's missus, Marthy or Marti, a Dutch woman. I dont know how it came about but we got chatting together. We were really shouting so we could be heard because of the loud rock music. At the interval Dave asked me if I fancied going down to the Pomona(Scottish and Newcastle) pub which was also on Ecclesall Road. We left Dave's wife and his two mates standing as we two left for the Pomona...Live jazz was on. During our approx 1 hour there we had a couple of pints each which he paid for..good lad. lol. I drank Theakstons beer. We then returned to the Slug. An enjoyable evening. I last saw Dave some years back in a charity shop, yep on Ecclesall Road.lol. ______________________________ Frank White. Ive seen Frank White play at the Pheasant three times. He could certainly handle a guitar. I once had an album he had released on the Fantasy label. A track on that was called Kingdom Hall. I once saw Frank White knocking on doors trying to impress upon people how wonderful life is to be part of Jehovas Witnesses. Ive seen those people at the Peace Gardens, who only speak when spoken to. Some of their women look quite obedient and I bet they can cook a decent sunday din dins too. RIP Frank White.
  3. #64 Correction. ..and when Kay gets the ball - its sure to be a gaol (4 months for conspiracy to defraud).
  4. I recall there was a Rosie Staniland at Birley County School in the mid 60S.
  5. Hi Linda, Glad to hear, read that things are going well for you. You've certainly had some difficult times. I believe you need a good day out. I feel confident one of the the'knights in shining armour'on the forum would gladly take you and Buddy out for the day in the car. The seaside or the Derbyshire countryside would be nice. Due to my illnesses I don't drive nowadays. I'm willing though to chip in towards the petrol costs so one of the 'knights' can then take you and Buddy for a nice day out. Best wishes to you Linda.
  6. Was Vittles cafe situated on the left at the top of Glossop Road' at the at the junction wth Fulwood Road? If so, I once went in there many years ago forra cuppa and a sarnie. I recall on that day I asked one of the staff where the toilet was. I was then directed behind the counter, then through the kitchen to the lav. That to me was unhygienic with food out on the work surfaces. I was very surprised the council had allowed Vittles to open in the first place. The York Hotel(ex Stones) over the road was another loppy place regarding food. At the back of the pub there were a cuppla outdoor sheds that stored food. I decided I wouldn't be eating food there at any time. I won't bother relating about nearby Balti King's poor hygiene that many already knew/know about. I wonder if the workers there were paid cash in hand, the lads ferried every day by minibus from Keighley and back. I'm beginning to sound like the real Victor Meldrew lol.
  7. #2. Hi Crissie. I remember Harrolds locksmiths shop in the early 70s. The shop was on Division Street. It was on the right-hand side going down in the direction of the Town Hall, in the days when the number 60 bus ran from Fulwood, up and down Devonshire Street and Division Street, on its way to its terminus opposite the Midland railway station. Those backloader buses were great fun in those days when you could jump off at a street corner or at traffic lights. Harrolds shop was roughly situated at Carver Street junction with Division Street, or perhaps a little lower down. I was in Harrolds shop quite often as I was often sent there for extra keys for Parkes locks which we sold at my work place, Neville Watts, Ironmongers, at the top end of Fitzwilliam Street. The Shop was set atween The Raven pub(Tennants/Whitbread), and Shepherd Opticians. I think Harrolds had another shop in town...maybe Snig Hill? I always thought a locksmith was another name for a barber...ugh.
  8. #977 Cressida. Then please tell us all about the Conservative Party and their dislike of anything to do with muslims.You are stirring the pot...again! There are masses of peaceful Palestinians who are anti hamas and anti hezbolla. These people are afraid to speak out against them for fear of their lives, and the lives of their families. I believe Jews and Muslims should have the right to have a home (country) they can call their own. Going back through history, the Jews were always pushed around from pillar to post, and didn't ever have their own homeland. They spread out to many countries in the world and got on with life until Hitler and other countries decided to destroy them once and for all. A dreadful happening in the history of mankind. I feel sure the Jewish people in the late 40s early 50s decided that they would never allow themselves to be treated again like they were in the Shoah, the murder of well in excess of 6 million of their people. I once read the Jewish folk were once offered their own country in Africa...Uganda. Does anybody know about this and has info. This thread is riddled with bloodthirsty fascists, the usual utter nutters are here again.
  9. Well done Hackey lad. I'm pleased for you that you've got your Council Tax problem sorted. We'll have to have a pint to celebrate when we next meet. Do you still go in the pub where you had the pleasure of meeting me some months ago? This does not affect your statuTORY rights mate lol.
  10. Ref #43 nikki red. Thank you for pointing out Shel/Shelley are shortisms for Michelle. When I first spoke with Plaintalker all those years ago she deffo introduced herself as Michelle. I pride myself on having a long memory for detail.
  11. I met the loquacious Plaintalker going on 15 years ago. We came across each other over half a dozen times. The meeting place was always on the number 22 bus heading to town. She boarded the bus at Washington Road just past Sharrow Lane. I presume she must have lived nearby. She boarded the bus in her wheelchair after the driver had lowered the bus ramp. The determined Plaintalker and I always had a good natter when I could get a word in. She seemed to be proud of her dad, and mentioned they had lived in 'many' different places in Sheffield over many years. She also told me she was considering converting to the Islam religion. Plaintalker was concerned for others, and helped towards pensioners getting the half-fare when they travel by train within South Yorkshire. Prior to that it was full-fare. She was also involved in many other causes in helping others. Sleep peacefully Michelle.
  12. In the early 70s I and workmates frequented at lunchtime, The Station Hotel, the last pub on the left before the Wicker Arches. We were working at Wigfalls, on Walker Street. We had a pint or two And played a cuppla frames of snooker. I liked the snooker room with its own door to keep out the noise... of the landlady's voice. The main entrance to the Station Hotel(Tetley) faced the main road. There was a smaller side entrance on the Walker Street side of the building. I think there was also another entrance from the Viaduct (Tetley) pub side too. Before going into the pub, some of us lads would firstly go to Hardy's bakers shop situated further along the Wicker, but on the same side as the Station Hotel. Bacon, egg and tomato with a generous splodge of Hammonds brown sauce, on those wonderful oven bottom breadcakes, Hardy's baked...pure bliss. At the time I went in this pub, Rosemary and Ted were the people running it. Rosemary seemed to be constantly nagging Ted because of his betting on the horses. Rosemary also had both her lower legs heavily bandaged, due to varicose veins. Ted was a quiet type. In 1975 I left Sheffield, returning in late 1992. On my return to Sheffield I went around pubs I'd often visited in the early 70s. One of those pubs was the Station Hotel. Alas, it wasn't a pub anymore, it had become an asylum seekers ho(s)tel. _______________________________ My 2 favourite pubs ont Wicker were, The Brown Cow, and The Big Gun, both Stones houses.
  13. Cressida and Organgrinder. Thank you for your kind words, I won't forget them.
  14. Trevor Francis RIP Sleep peacefully Trevor. [see pic] I have written a short storyette about when Trevor Francis and I first came across each other in 1971, in season 1970/71. I've placed the storyette on History & Ex Pats section. The thread is called... Collecting Autographs.
  15. It was a cool Friday evening in February 1971 as I waited for the Birmingham City team bus to arrive at The Hallam Tower Hotel. The hotel stood on Fulwood Road, and I believe built in 1965, as was the Grosvenor Hotel in Sheffield town centre, ready for the World Cup, in England. The Hallam Tower Hotel was owned at that time by Trust House Forte. I was often collecting autographs at this hotel,also at The Grosvenor, The Grand Hotel, and at The Royal Victoria Hotel. The front car park was well illuminated as the Brum coach arrived at 19:30 approx. On this occasion I was by myself. I was to be joined by two other autograph collectors the next morning, Saturday...Match day. I could easily identify the players about to alight the team coach. I usually chose at random which players to get signed, but this time I decided to target Trevor Francis. The reason for this was I had a boat load of TF pics to be signed. TF had become popular because of his goal scoring feats in this, his first season, at the age of sixteen. All football mags had plenty of pics of TF in their editions at that time. After TF had alit the coach I approached him, with a folder of pics in my hand. With pen offered to him, I asked him to sign. He seemed to be surprised on seeing all the pics I had for him to sign. We had a little natter while he was signing for me. The 16 year old fresh faced TF then picked up his sports bag and said thank you to me, which I found somewhat strange because I should have been the one to give thanks. I was glad to have all my TF pictures signed, because I could then concentrate on getting his team mates signed in the morning. I had plenty of Bob Latchford pics to be signed. Brum drew 3-3 at Hillsborough the next day. Trevor only scored a brace in that game. Trevor made up for it 7 days later though. He scored a brace in each half in a game Birmingham City won versus Bolton Wanderers...4-0. So I claim to be the first person in Sheffield to speak with TF, also the first to get his signature. Big deal Wilbur, some will say, but the buzz of meeting players and getting their signatures is such a nice feeling. I came across Trevor Francis a few more times over the next few seasons, until the end of 1975 season, when I stopped this addiction of collecting autographs. I had decided to chance my luck living and working in Europe...Always the adventurer. lol. Things had gotten somewhat stale for me in Sheffield, so I wanted a fresh challenge at the age of 21. I returned to Sheffield 17 years later, in 1992. I last saw Trevor Francis on Cambridge Street, in Henry's Bar, or whatever it was called in 1993/4ish. His last address in Sheffield was Cortworth Road. Hope you like the photos. Only some of the signed pics are from the above occasion in 1971. Pic1 Pic2 Pic3 Pic4 Pic5 Pic6 Pic7 Pic8 Pic9 Pic10 Pic11 Rest peacefully Trevor John Francis.
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