mick58ward

At some point before 1968, because I suffered from bad asthma, I attended what was referred to as an 'Open-Air School', I think at Millhouses, though I can't be sure. As the name suggests, we took a lot of the lessons outdoors and even had a mid-day kip, on camp beds, in a field. The school itself, was little more than a large shed. Does anyone have any recollections about the school?

My dad (Gordon Ward) was a Painter and Decorator for Cockaynes and was always full of stories about his work-place. He seemed to have been happy there and made lots of friends. I never heard him complain about his job, or the store.

How do you know I'm not Jack Slipper of the 'Yard'?

For Now Hillsbro.... remember Ronnie Biggs?

It's a fair cop. Go easy with the cuffs, I've got arthritis

Damn... you caught me at last!

I think it was called Number6 or Number10 in the late 60's

I remember The Hoovers... they sucked! lol

It wasn't just records that she sold. You could also buy badges and patches. I've still got a handful of badges and a couple of patches. The only L.P that I have, that I know came from Violet Mays, is now worth lots of money!

I lived on Bute street, Crookes and as a toddler in the 1960's, I was introduced to the library at Broomhill. I was a voracious reader and the librarian let me take out extra books each week. I think the maximum was something like 3 or 4, but I was allowed to take double that amount! One year, the library held a painting competition for kids, the subject being 'books that I've read', or something like that. I had just read a book about the Spanish Armada, so I painted Francis Drake playing bowls, with the Spanish ships in the background. To my immense pride, I won first prize and the picture was hung in the library!

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You can get all of those things ASAW, but as for chestnuts, as a family,we used to go to Whitely Woods and pick them off the floor.. for free! I also remember there being a lady who stood outside Pond Street bus station, with her brazier roasting fresh chestnuts, which she sold in little cone-shaped bags. I even have a photo of her somewhere, 'cos I was a keen photographer and she let me snap her.

What a thought-provoking post, thank you so much. My gran made the best Yorkshire pud I've ever tasted. It was made in the same roasting tray that the roast had been cooked in and had all the bits of meat attached to the bottom of the tray-sized pud, making it dense at the bottom and raised at the sides. Like you said, we had the Yorkshire before the roast itself. My ex-wife tried to re-reate the pud al-la grandma, but could never do it. Jimmy Clitheroe was magic and all -round family entertainment. You can still listen to the programs on Youtube... well worth the effort even now.

thanks for that, I've always wondered if it might hve been someone that I knew, now I know that it wasn't.

After I posted the thread, I got talking to a friend in Sheffield and he said that aa national radio broadcast in the morning, had a spot where people could admit to things (usually romantic stuff) and 'surprise surprise' somebody admitted to being the culprit! But I'm still non the wiser about who it actually was. I'd not heard about the headmaster's box being nicked though. Mr Sharrock must have gone ballistic when he found it missing... too much

Does anyone remember the King Edward V11 prize-giving flour incident in 1974 (I think). Where, the black-gowned teachers were covered in flour that dropped from the ceiling midway through the end-of year prize-giving. It was a sight to behold and they kept us behind, until the culprit(s) came forward and admitted to having done it. I don't think that anyone did come forward, but eventually the kids were let home.

I used to go to school with an Andrew Nettleship c.1968-1974, but I don't know where he lived....sorry

Suggs sports shop?

Beech Nuts?

Hi Sherman, I wish I could get to the bottom of this. All my life, I've been under the impression that it was only my school and that I was 'honoured' to have been chosen. lol;)

Hi melv, Hmmm, sounds like the right era, but mine was definitely on the City Hall steps, I can remember the memorial column opposite. Maybe they had a different school each year, or maybe they had more than one school together. I was either at Lydgate Lane Junior School, or King Edward Seventh on Darwin Lane. All I can recall is how cold it was and the back of a girl's head!

Hello folks, Does anyone remember singing, as part of a school event, Christmas Carols on the city hall steps in the late 1960's-early 1970's? I believe that I was at King Edward V11 school, but it could have been earlier, when I was at Lydgate Lane Junior school. My memory isn't what it used to be, but the only other child I remember there was my neighbour, Susan Hatcliffe. Does anyone remember taking part or even have any photos. Keeping my fingers crossed Mick Ward

MMMM Never seen or heard of gold ones, mine are stainless steel. Maybe the gold ones came after I left in the late 1970's

I don't think that your inlaws were responsible... but I could be wrong.

The fire was my girlfriend's fault. We had a flat together and hired a twin-tub washing machine from Wigfalls. But it was forever breaking down and so my future wife let out an exasperated curse 'I hope the buggers burn down'... and they did! She did the same to a dress shop in Leicester, a few years later and they burned down too! Thankfully, we're divorced now.