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  1. Don't waste your money! We are who we are and living in this century! No amount of DNA info can change that! We were taught in school that WE had been invaded at different times times, by Romans, Anglo Saxons, Danes, Jutes, Vikings and Normans. Turns out we have more of the invaders DNA than ancient Brit DNA, so WE were actually the invaders!
  2. We had a neighbor at the bottom of our garden on the Arbourthorne who took great pride in his garden. Us kids were always going over to retrieve our balls. He was a miserable old soul, and if he was outside he'd keep the balls. Grandma always referred to him as Silam Case, so that's how we knew him. So we'd keep asking him, Mr. Case, can we have our ball back please? Turns out she was calling him an "asylum case"! No wonder he wasn't very happy with us. lol
  3. Sheffield has definitely "greened", Attercliffe and my old neighborhood, Heeley were once bereft of trees and now they are growing everywhere. Aside from the slum clearance, there is no more pressure to find firewood for home heating and bonfires. During and after the War we used to roam far and wide to bring back any stick of wood we could find. Only the big mature trees were safe from our hatchets. I was there, this last summer. My old hike from Fox House to Hathersage used to be mostly bare moor, but now trees hide a lot of the stark sandstone outcropping. You can't see the red sandstone quarry that produced the millstones any more for the trees. There were two small caves on those moors we used camp in overnight, which are overgrown and now lost. I'd say the combination of human intervention and a definite warming of the climate is responsible for the change (I remember reading the headline in the Star I was delivering in 1952/53 , "Sheffield set a record summer temperature, 83 degrees!"), as is the disappearance of the acid rain from all that Sheffield chimney smoke has contributed in a big way, but I agree that it is amazing what nature can do, even in my short lifetime!
  4. I'm guessing you turned out ok! I'm not making excuses, because my eventual outcome could not have been better. I still appreciate my elementary school teachers who taught us to think, but not what to think. But your post reminded me of a couple more factors and may throw some light on the system, at least at our schools. I had lived in 5 different places, including both sets of grandparents, an uncle, short term lodgings and been to 3 different schools before I was 10. The school knew our family well, and our personal dire circumstances. We were actually screened earlier by virtue of the Junior School split between A and B classes. Nobody from my B class passed, but a number from the A Class did who came from stable "good families". At the beginning of each year they would actually ask the kids to hold up their hands, if they had no father (not mother) This was for the coupons for second hand clothes, boots, free dinners an after school tea, and in yearly invitation to the Rotary Camp for fatherless children. Talk about peer insecurity! But after that, with the so called cream of the crop gone to grammar school, we got our own house, I thrived, and excelled at all the subjects, and went to top of A. No more insecurities. But I do wish there had been a 13 plus
  5. I managed to fail it twice! Single mom, free boots and school lunch, but I was the top boy in class! So ma went down to see what happened. She was told that it it would be difficult for her to support me in grammar school and it would be better for all, if I took a job at 15 and helped support her and my kid brother. That was it! (did become Head Boy of the school though, Heeley bank) Fast forward 50 years or so, and after retiring from a career in Project Management in Canada, I'm teaching on contract in a U.K. grammar school. I.T., and covering all the other subjects in the PM. I'm also the Science Link Governor for another grammar school, one of the best 20 (OFSTED) in the U.K., and on the Finance and Staffing Committees. interviewing a very distinguished academic Professor up from London applying to be Head of the Science Department. Asking him about his educational philosophy, ethos and goals! Did Educational Research on the effectiveness of Teaching Assistants, which required me to sit at the back, observe and rate teacher performance. Also ESL teaching in Europe, too. It's a long journey, but I never thought I'd be teaching, or walking up and down school corridors, like Mr Goulding, telling the kids to ''quiet down", or "pick that up"! Lol. They never did know that I failed the 11 plus, twice! Then back to Canada!
  6. Had a school chum on Edwin Road. John "Cromwell" Oldfield. He was a mathematics genius. Could multiply and divide large numbers in his head. Often wondered if this talent went to waste on a building site or in the mill!
  7. Test You might have known my next door neighbor on Carter Place, Ivy Redfern. She was about 5 years older than Mary and me. On hot summer days she would drive us kids crazy by claiming to have her own ice cream machine in their cellar! Sorta like your Taggy secret recipe tease! Lol?
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  9. There was also one at the top of Heeley Green, and another one down near Rushdale Road. They were a magnet for us kids. Very dangerous though, at ground level with, no fence, sheer concrete sides and at least 8 feet deep. I believe they finally filled them in in the early 50s?
  10. The Salvation Army hut was on Carter Road, next to Maltby's. You can see the wall at the front of the site in this picture, on the left. http://www.picturesheffield.com/frontend.php?keywords=Ref_No_increment;EQUALS;s14130&pos=90&action=zoom&id=16954 (Mary Maltby and I were inseparable around 5 -8 years of age. The S.A. used to have a Magic Lantern show there on Saturday nights, and the long unlit entrance walkway was where we neighborhood kids got our first rudimentary sex education, but I digress, Lol)
  11. During the war, and up until the 60s, that corner of Gregory Road and Cambridge Road, was occupied by a concrete water reservoir, one of many scattered around the city as a source of water to fight wartime fires. It was surrounded by advertising boards. I know it very well because I almost drowned in there. You can just see it at the end of Forster Road, on the right. http://www.picturesheffield.com/frontend.php?keywords=Ref_No_increment;EQUALS;s16277&pos=7&action=zoom&id=19008
  12. I was one of those fortunate people who learned a lot of skills very young. Gardening, Woodworking, bookbinding (at home and school) Shoe repairing and leather working (uncle) Plumbing Drafting Metal working (machine shop, blacksmiths, welding, arc and gas) Cooking (grandma) Painting and wallpapering Needlework, sowing and knitting (aunts) Plastering, bricklaying and cement work (uncle) Electrical (as apprentice) Glazing Even made my own custom metal tool box. A lot of this came from working in factories, before the unions came in 1958 or so, and forbade us from using their tolls or machines. Also thanks to King Edwards night school on the Manor, Rowlinson and Pond Street College day schools. Came in handy, as I can fix most broken stuff with my little tool kit and every ready supply of screws, glues, tapes and touch up paint! Lost arts, in this Iphone age!
  13. "For he's a jolly good driver". Sung when passing a rival Working Men's Club charabang.
  14. Sevenpence farthing an hour for 44 hours. 8 hours a day Monday to Friday, and 8 to noon Saturdays. Apprentice electrician, F.H. Wheeler, 1954.
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