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Regarding Chinese Laundries there used to be one on London Rd, im sure. I seem to remember the son of the family was a big robust guy, who spoke in broad Sheffield accent and was the life and soul of the party.

Just found this under 'piecan' It doesn't always do to let a mug know everything. Can't you rumble? I can. Look at Charlie Piecan. He's a bloke as happy as the birds upon the wing. Charlie don't believe in Worrying and grieving. He gave me half a quid a day or two ago, to back a horse. The gee-gee came in last of course. He doesn't grumble but takes his beating like a don. He little thinks that I forgot to put the money on. apparantly it is a music hall song from 1900's

Seem to remember Carlswark had a section with very sticky brown smelly mud. Rumour was a broken drain in Eyam was leaking in! So much for our knowledge of hydrodynamics. We did a full survey of Odin and mapped it, dot know if it was ever published. If Iremember Giants was abit strenuous with some long pitches. I usedto like Jackpot when it was wet, great fun, but noisy.

That is definitley the Nelson Dive Bar I was barman in there 1969-71 and we had the best jukebox in town. We had abig camoflage net strung over the ceiling. God knows what crap was in it because I can never remember it being taken down. The parties and afters used to go all night sometimes, even the coppers used to come to the back door for a pint at about 2am. Many times I used to straight to my day job after a couple of hours kip on one of the seats. wounldnt get away with it these days

When the skinheads first startd hanging about about 1970 they used have one leader and aload of little punks around him (or so it seemed). The answer if they tried to cause 'bovver' was to give the leader agood belting and the others just melted away. they could only fight when the odds wre well stacked in their favour.

That was 1970 I think

they used to have fantastic music nights with projected coloured bubbles caused by a guy blowing down a tube between two glass plates (very high-tech). One night the music was so loud the speakers fell down, luckily no ale was spilt, but one landed on my head (soft landing)

Probably why all my teeth are falling out. You should have jined us Viking mate. One of our favorite caves was Odin Mine at castleton:thumbsup:

Did plenty of that as well mate no AIDS in those days

Is this still going? We formed in the late 60's and used to go every weekend into Derbyshire, we became ateam in the DCRO and used to make alot of our own gear. Some members names Chris, Tim, Phil, Geoff. We used to go at Whitsuntide to Gaping Ghyll and get down on the winch set up by BPC, which was always breaking down. Ileft in 71 to join the Merchant Navy Wold like to hear if anyone remembers the club (some members lived at No 10!) Geoff

Yes that may be it( lost toomany brain cells) Wehad some good nights in that area.

Remember The Nelson in the late 60's. I was a barman there (Dive Bar). We had the best stocked juke box in town. Roger the manager used to get people to put their own discs on it, as the issue stuff was pretty crap. he had got a key for the machine from somewhere. I hear some bad things happened for him later on with his wife. Another good pub was the Raven and that one opposite the city hall(cant remember its name) Good nights too in the Broadfield and The White Lion (old Martin the landlord complaining how much his electric bill was due to all sound equipment.) All this and 10 pints for a quid! Great Times!

In the 60's we saw hendrix, cream, pink floyd,the who, and loads of other top class groups, all for about five bob. any one recall agroup calles McCluskeys Apocolypse with the crazy singer doing Wild Thing

Have just found this site, and can remember all the places talked (left in 71 to join the merch. and now live iin Halifax). Does any one remember Martin Devily landlord of the White Lion, people used to call him mr Wilkes because of his lamb chop sideburns, and he served the best pint of Tetleys in Yorkshire. As kids in the winter (early 60's) we used to sledge down Artisan View in a long snake of sledges fastened together then all end in a pile up at the bottom, which used to upset some of the older residents. Its a wonder we didnt all end up in the infirmary.

mr Colleys shout always sounded like 'bainiaa **** bainiee' i think it could have been 'Green Un final Green Un' or something as it was late on saturdays, but no dare as him.