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I am sure that I've asked this before over the years. I worked at Edgar Allens in Sheffield from 1965 to 1979. I started in the Chemi lab and soon transferred to the Melting Shop. This was a whole new world and the furnace crews were the best mates of all time more like family. I started as a shift chemist , then to shift super and finished as assistant manager to Ray Wrigley. Unfortunately Ray's son Stephen was killed in a Motor accident and Ray lost all interest in the job and it fell to me to take over. But the point of this I am trying to find out what became of all the mates in the Melt shop and foundry. Whilst I realise some have died over the years, but what about the one still going? Please try and respond! For old times sake!
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I have just read your comments and I am astonished! I was in exactly the same boat as you. I had to take samples to FB labs on shift and was familiar with the antics of the Night shift. I could not believe that the FB Management let it go. They must have known about it,. I did and I did not work for FB. I went to work for BSW in Germany in the mid seventies.
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Parents in the forces, went there as the re-location to Stradbroke end of 1963. Moved on in 1965, But remember David Betts, Mick Cousens, Pete Goodyear, Frank Calvert, Alan Evans and many more during my short tenure. A terrible thing to ask, but how many are still around and how many are no longer with us?
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You seem to miss the point somewhat. The key is " Radio memories". Just because it may have been produced by the BBC or whoever. I found it fascinating and amusing, I can recall many of the same things around Sunday lunch happening in our house. I don't think it had to be taken apart as a radical sociological thesis!
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I don't knw if you are aware of a video on You tube "Sunday dinner, radio memories". If you have never seen it , it is well worth a look. Just reading most of the entries on this post it will really set the bells ringing!
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Wednesday Parade For Winning 3rd Tier Play Off.
CF8M replied to Alextopman's topic in Sheffield Football
I think that the process of having play-offs is nothing more than a money making scheme for the FA, The top teams, either two or three should get promoted. Not have the season spun out to make money in dire financial times such as now, As for the league status, a city the size of Sheffield should have a team, if not two, in the top league. It was an embarrassment for the city. I say well done to United and I have been an Owls supporter for many years. My brother and I were great friends of Peter Swan when he was alive. -
I wonder if anyone can recall in the early 1970's the names of the girls that used to meet up in the Roland Arms in Aston. I called in there on one of those evenings after a guild Meeting at the Unbrako melting shop down the hill at Waleswood. I was over from Germany for the meeting and was on my way to Manchester to fly back and called in at about 9;30 pm to have a pint for old times sake. I recognised some of them from schooldays ten years earlier in Darnall. I believe the new houses at Aston were very popular at the time and many people from that area moved there after buying properties. At the time Thursday evenings was a popular "Girls night out" Are they all still in the same area? Or moved on to places like Spain. it would be interesting to know. Not much time left now!
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Not really! I was imported to set up a Steelmaking operation near Melbourne. I was working in Germany and was shipped from there. I never went through the immigration process.
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It was just pointed out to me in a conversation about schooldays in the fifties and sixties, putting me in the mid seventies age group. That probably a good proportion of friends of that time would now be dead! It came as a shock, but when I thought more about it, it was true and I did not realise it. Of course living in Australia you tend not to keep up to date with people you knew when you were younger and lived in Sheffield, but I have got to know from family still there how many have gone. Over the last few years I have tried to make contact with friends I once knew very well. With no response. A lot of people are not on SF of course, but you would think that most people know someone else and maybe someone you knew. What a terrible thought! Age catches us all out.
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I hated every moment I was there. Which thankfully was not for long. Being new to Sheffield and worse not having a Sheffield accent I became the target of derision and scorn. It taught me a great lesson in how to make the best of it and manipulate people, especially some of the "snobbish" teachers. Sarson and Marshall were the easiest, it helped having a double barrel name! I remember when I first started Geoff Ray was head boy and Ida Sarson got him a job at Walshes' department store as a trainee. I wondered at the time what was the significence of this and why a teacher would do this. I found out this store was the local equivalent of Harrods ( nowhere near as fancy) where Ida Sarson spent a lot of time. My father went down to London a fair bit and went into Harrods and got some of their paper carrier bags, which I passed on to Sarson. Did the trick! One of the things that stood out to me was the absolute cruelty dished out by the staff. Knight, Cooper, Marshall and Postlethwaite. Even Ida Sarson. I remember her in an altercation with with one of the senior girls and giving her an almighty slap across the face. This may seem strange but of all the teachers I got on well with was Ben Holland, Tech' drawing. Of all the teachers, he knew how I felt about being there and and we struck up quite a rapport and talked a lot. But looking back after all these years I don't have any regrets because it was an experience in life. Both sides good and bad, mostly the latter. I suppose if you don't make the best of experiences and opportunities then it's all wasted.
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There were many pubs with great Juke boxes. But it was a case of what sort of music you liked. I liked all sorts of stuff. I worked at Edgar Allens and used to go in the Commercial at Tinsley Terminus, they had a great selection of the current hits of the mid to late sixties. I also went in the Union a John Smiths House just down the road. They also had a great selection and it was turned up loud. The Bell in Fitzalan Square had a good selection, as did the Cross Guns at Sharrowvale. Goingfurther out one of the best was The Atlas on Bawtry Road in Brinsworth. The Fox and Duck at Tinsley. I used to get around in those days. I suppose working shifts in the Melting shop had a lot to do with it. No internet or computers, just Radio Luxemburg till about 1 am and after that sometimes the portable record player in the shift lab/office between the heats. on afters and nights. Lots of music. The days of old!
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The "White House" Chippy in Pitsmmor.
CF8M replied to blitzkid's topic in Sheffield History & Expats
No! Dave Coupland lived on Rock Street with his brother and sister. Also played in Pitsmoor Meths cricket team with Tony Gear and myself. I think Dave was a bus driver at one stage. -
The "White House" Chippy in Pitsmmor.
CF8M replied to blitzkid's topic in Sheffield History & Expats
Well! That takes me back. Friday evening in the Rock with Tony Gear and Dave Coupland playing Darts. Then to the White house for fish, chips and mushy peas to take home. Great days indeed! -
That definitely was a Wards House, started going in there in the sixties. One thing I do recall was about 2007 I was over from Melbourne on a visit and I did a sentimental walk along Eccleshall road one Sunday evening. I started in the Pomona Gardens, Then the Nursery, how this place had gone to the dogs, then the Devonshire, which had just been taken over by a young chap with intentions of restoring it. Sadly now gone! Then on to the Hermitage on London road, or what had become of it. It had completely changed from what I remembered. this was about 8.30 pm and there were only two women at the bar waiting for friends to go on somewhere else. It was so sad to think back and recall better times and now it was obvious that it had not long to, which was the case . So I carried on to Farm Road Club to meet up with my Sister and her Husband to whom I recalled my trip and the comment from John was "I am surprised they are still open".
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Thanks for that Lads. The Cross Guns! You know how it is when you get thinking about some thing and it becomes an obsession. In those days I lived near the Botanical Gardens on Thompson Road and it used to take about 15 minutes to walk there to see my mate Peter Kitson. God! I'm old now.