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I went from school every friday. I learnt to swim there. One or two good memories but you had to learn fast as at the end of the session we all had to line up by the deep end to receive our plastic tuppenny token to get the tram back to lane top.

The manager Mr Parker wouls ask after some five weeks in if you could swim, a "no" would get you thrown in!

Like I said, we learnt fast!!!

The place just out outside M/Rasen where all the bikes gather is the large picnic/rest area at Willingham Woods,it's around 50 miles from where i live (S26) and i often go there in summer just for a burger...ride out...Also go over towards Saltfleet when i go to M/thorpe/ ...where the seal sanctuary is...and pop in to the "Ferryboat Inn" for a drink and something to eat ..excellent,quiet, pot hole free roads,lovely scenery,no speed humps...yes it is very enjoyable...:)

 

 

I/We also used to go at w/ends to Skeggy /I/mells taking a tent with us,we used to camp where the eastgate site now is,at that time there were no caravans there it was just a campsite.I don't go thro' Bawtry i head towards Ranskill onto Mattersy etc,the average speed camera's start on the A631 near Gringley and end before you reach Gainsboro,but they don't bother me riding a cruiser,after that there are none up to the east coast.....when i go to Skeggy i go over Dunham bridge..toll free for bikes ...and return past Willingham..excellent ride out....ride safe..:D:D

Euclid, that Rasen to Louth road is a bikers dream imho but then Lincolnshire is well noted for them. Back in my m/c days I/we used to holiday in Tattershall around september time, mainly for the fishing but also the cycling.

Many a good straight road in the area, especially on the way to Boston.-- just dont come off on many of them as you'd end up in a roadside drain lol.

That said my first falloff was on the track by the second pond up at Aston, Hitting a pothole that had been filled with sand I just stopped dead and flew over the handlbars .

Fortunately nothing broken except my pride:rolleyes:.

I still recall it everytime I go up that track !!!!

I went in my car to saltfleet lastJune. Just outside Market Rasen there were loadsof guys with their bikes near 4he caf'e just outside the town.

From then on going over the wolds to Louth we were overtaken by quite a few of them.

Lovely to see them all enjoying the ride on a lovely sunny day, very evocative for me, made me feel like abandoning the car and hoping someone would let me ride pillion lol!.

As said I had a few hairy moments and came off twice in my four years biking but I was lucky. It never put me off at the time tho.

I rode with several lads in the early to mid sixties , all from the Firth park, Wincobank and Lane top area.

Fabulous times. As a group we often went into Lincolnshire, Nottinghamshire and North Yorkshire at the weekends.

The bowling alley was a good meeting place during the week for the odd game or a planned outing or other.

But, as happened to many m/cyclists cars replaced our bikes as the future wives came along.

One or two now long gone sadly, as well as one or two others who, tho not in our group but from the area .

Very happy days !

Thanks for that person 6, I fished the works sports a couple of times in my teens, Tommy eyre was the apprentice supervisor at th English Steel Corporation, he set me on in 1960, always had the best interests of his charges at heart. I think he used to live on old Retford road if I remember correctly.

Happy days.

Never went in much , but a good pub back in the sixties, If I remember the landlord was called White, an ex fireman I understand.

Duckfeet I was a time served joiner way back in the early sixties and served with some much older tradesmen who looked after their tools very carefully as without them they couldnt earn a living. I was always granted the loan of them provided I returned them as clean or cleaner then when first borrowed.

All those men had a preferance of tool manufacturer and all the makers of chisels you mention were to be found in the workshop except the one need information on which to me suggests the firm must have been a very short lived one in this area.

If they made a "good" chisel I,m sure I would have heard of them from my mentors bearing in mind that some of the older ones then would be around a hundred and twenty five years old today .

It may be n idea if you are keen enough to narrow things down to a period prior to ,or around 1875 .

My favourite chisels by the way were always Marples but much later Stanley did some very good ones also that were very slim--- super for dovetailing , I still have most of mine , clean, ground and sharp in the garage, nearly sixty years old now.

Hope this helps with your enquiries.

It was the same on the dead water above the lock. The bank shuddered with every passing train. I remember on one occasion I went with three other anglers and slept in a tent overnight but sleep was difficult with every passing train waking us up.

No help from a pair of resident swans either as unknowing to us they stuck their necks inside the tent and ate a big bag of sausage rolls that were the only thing to keep us all from hunger the following day untill we got back to Sheffield. Lol

From around washingboro you could smell the beet in the air from the factory at Bardney.

Never knew wether I liked or disliked it then but when on the Trent these days and the sugar factory at Newark is giving it off it's so nostalgic, love it !

Just found this thread, great times back in the days when we used to go on the train to the Witham.

Two in all saturday and sunday where we picked it up at the old wicker station.

October time it was common to see a dead pike sticking out of some fishermans basket on the table between the seats.

One bit of fun that usually involved a bet was racing two maggots in the condensation groove cut into the sill.

A maggot starting from each end where the winner was the first to drop down the little weep hole situated in the centre.

All but dissapeared now thanks to Dr Beeching.

Them "redcaps" could be a pain in the arris at home time if there was snow on the ground!

Firth park grammar had a renowned language facility, particularly in Russian.

Do I remember correctly that one of their students was caught /accused of spying.

Was it a guy called Greville whynne?

All a long time ago now --- the early sixties I think ?

My sister went on Horninglow about three weeks ago and said how it had changed little over the decades although many houses had been altered in one way or another.

Lots of memories tho, all good!

Ever dam the stream in the park, make clay "touch burners" near the stream before the park entrance at the bottom gate, slide the steep hill in summertime on cardboard boxes down to the stream, wax the slide in the playground, get chased by the "Perkies" look for birds nests in the allotments, dare to go more than fifty yards up the dark tunnel?

Yes PD, played it a few times but managed to avoid serious injury!

Still got a few scars from other activities tho, lol

Thanks for that lakerman, good info there, something to ponder on.

Just looking back in time again.

Winter sledging on Tideswell and Longley park were colder activities, did anyone play "stumps" in longley during the summertime-- I much preferred it to cricket !

Lakerman, two names have rung a bell here, Jack Fowler, there was a guy on Horninglow by that name who was a good footballer, if I remember right he had connections with Chesterfield football club.

Glenn green or Grenville green? Was he by any chance from Burma, He was a cracking footballer who if its one and the same guy lived on Barnsley road down near Firvale?????

Tideswell rd was a fantastic slope for sledging in the wintertime, local kids used to turn it into a sheet of ice at times.

Hardly any cars around in those days.

Longley park was a good one too.

Pd, vin Faulkner lived on the corner of Downhan Rd Tideswell rd.

Frank burger lived on Horninglow one past the the corner house on Horninglow/ Tideswell rd.

Tony Renshaw was two or three more along on the same side walking towards the gennal away from longley park.

I reckon they will all be about 70 to 73 now.

Edit. Just remembered.

A big family called Wittams lived at the last house on Horninglow just before the half moon before the school on Barnsley rd.

Chris and Tony were two of them.

Also Paul Lalley who lived on Merlin way-- he seemed to do ok as he used to read the weather forecast on Yorkshire tv back in the seventies-- all same age as others.

Any of you guys may remember others of those times on Horninglow/ Tideswell, Frank burger , Tony Renshaw, Vin Faulkner.

First two names were Hucklow rd school guys?

Did anyone know any yemeni steel workers?

There were two yemanis who worked in the joiners shop at the ESC back in the late fifties/early sixties.

They were still there when I left in ''67 .

I started in jan '60 in the research dept' as a pre apprentice preparing test pieces for the metallurgists-- "sharpy izods" come to mind .

I had each wednesday in the apprentice training workshop learning bench work, marking out, filling, fitting then using centre lathes, slotters, shapers ready for the day the apprentice supervisor (Tommy eyre) came at the years 3nd to place each trainee in the more advanced shop downstairs.

I had told him I wanted to be a joiner back when I started and on the day he came to place me--- he wanted me to eventually work in the east machine shop after more trai ing but I stuck to my guns saying joiners shop or I leave-- he was a little bit riled and cleared me off but two weeks later I was an apprentice joiner, lovely guys, lovely place to learn and very sad when I left in '67 but in the meantime thanks to all concerned with my welfare in those days I had aquired an ambition that, tho it took me down numerous hard paths workwise and a year away from home that was even harder I was able to attain the job I wanted to do. One that I did for over thirty four years.

If it wasnt for the ESC and many there at the time I cant imagine what I would have done in later life.

A big thank you!!!!

Formark rd was on other side of Stubbin to me I lived on Horninglow rd and like I said earlier my sister still lives there . My grand parents lived on Fairthorne rd last house on corner where it meets Hatfield house lane .Used to hang around the dial a bit . I was in the life boys then boys brigade and a few lads came from that area .David and Maureen Flood come to mind

I lived on Horninglow road myself, 49/69 some 150 yards below the grammer school. Happy days!

Did the same pubs myself at the same time. That Tenants queen ale was a lovely pint.The locals in the Sicey threw a wobbler when the price went up to 1/9p.

Aaahhh, thats so sad to hear, your da was a one off for sure rip.

I often think of those early years when I was fortunate to have the chance to fish alongside many like him, sadly time as taken its toll but what a long life in angling that he enjoyed right 7nto his nineties--- I'm crossing my fingers here as I write.

I will look up the film you mention, those trains that ran from the old victoria station used to be packed with anglers getting their weekly ration of fresh air, a sight to see, again, sadly long gone.

Re the day Jim filled his basket, it was at Farnden, drive to the bankside pub, walk downstream to where the Newark dyke starts and the old river flows over a weir.

Then retrace your footsteps some 100 yards and you will be on the very spot!.