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  1. Death of King George V1, Coronation of Elizabeth. Song, "In a Golden Coach". In those days the Royal family were national heroes. They refused to leave England for safety in America, when it looked like the war was a toss up! We cut out the pictures from the newspapers and pasted them in scrapbooks, naively thinking it was the only record future family would have! We had no concept then of smart phones, computers and the Web, where nothing dies!
  2. And, of course. memorialized in any wet concrete we found!
  3. Anyone remember “Big John” Dickinson circa 1962 Hadfields?
  4. With unreliable, and often broken, wind up clocks in those days, a common expression was,"Knock me up in the morning!"
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  6. I remember it well! Getting out of bed in winter was always a challenge. Used to put the frozen trousers under the covers to warm them up before putting them on, then a quick face wash in ice cold water, light the fire, and off to deliver the morning papers before school. If you were really lucky, there might be night watchman's little hut with an oil drum fire on the route. All the kids had "candles" running down their noses, which they wiped off with their sleeves. We were a hardy lot. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and they were right!
  7. We kids used to take the train from Heeley to Grindleford than follow the Derwent to Stoney. Remember the ledge halfway up? It narrowed down at one point he where you had to squeeze around with your back to the wall, to get to the other side. Some kids couldn't do it!
  8. Remember old tires and a stick? Some lads used bike rims, too noisy. Car tires were heavy to steer with a stick. The best ones were motor bike tires, just the right size and weight to control. Somebody mentioned orange box swords. Some bin lids were perfect shields for the stone throwing gang wars we had!
  9. That license plate prefix GWE, was very popular in Sheffield in the late 50's, along with EWE. We assumed it identified only Sheffield licensed vehicles?
  10. 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!
  11. 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
  12. 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!
  13. 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
  14. 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!
  15. 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!
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