caitsmum

My childrens beloved black cat hasnt been home since friday evening. Trevor is a year old male, pure black wearing a white collar. He was last seen near the horse and groom pub on Blackstock Road. He has never wandered off before and usually stays around the garden. I would be most grateful for any information on Trevors whereabouts 07940517723

Little Man Tate are playing Magna on Saturday. I am taking my kids (9 and 7) there are a few other bands on as well should be a good gig x

Is it Richard or Cheryl you are after??? Rich is still on abbeydale in the same shop now called front room 2588133

Chesterfield in neon hahaha

Sunday lunch in the red lion on london road is lovely all home cooked... they also do proper homemade thick cut chips.

Try Decethlon on St Marys Gate

Shed do alot of courses and are very good they bring alot of the paraphernalia that goes with drug use. They can be contacted on 0114 272 9164

HI andy alot of the shops on abbeydale road have them on the counters, I think we still have some at work will pm you in the morning we are in S7

New Hing Lung for me just ordered yum

Was Mr Smiles your year tutor?

My mum still has that frame, I used the love the perspex bending machine. Can anyone remember when they stopped us wearing shell suits (they were all the rage in my day) and hair gel after I think it was Stuart Green set himself on fire in chemistry.

Thats the one thank you very much x

Does anyone know the name of the resturant on the corner of hershall (sp) road and abbeydale road near moonlighting. I cant even remember what it used to be called.

Mr Wade ...could have been, werent there that often.

Can anyone remember the name of the latin teacher, I can only remember him during the first year. He had this thing where he used to bang on the desk before telling one of his stories. I didnt much get the latin but his stories were really good, also Mrs Shipley I sure she had quintuplets or whetever the name is for 5 babies. Mr Agar was the best teacher he used to get me out of detention alot. There was also a scary art teacher who looked like a witch but spoke really quiet. I think the thing that I remember the most was the bloody cross country till we cottoned on that we had to come back on our selves and started to hide in the bushes till everyone else was on the way back. Mr Johnston caught us and made us do it all again at dinner time and took our cigs off us.