CoolHandSax

Hi KaityKayBell, You're not losing your marbles, I was working as a barman in Sheffield in the early 80's and remember all the 'girlie' drinks like the aforementioned Pink Panthers, Cherry B's, Babychams & bottled Snowballs being very popular. In those days you'd never see anyone drinking out of a bottle and if anyone ordered a 'half' (women didn't drink pints) you asked whether it was for a lady, if so it was served in a stem glass.

I don't believe they would be direct relations but interesting all the same. Many thanks for your reply Hugh your time & effort is appreciated.

Trevor Hockey would have been a better player if: (a) knew the rules of the game, (b) Could pass the ball further than fifteen feet. As for 'not much got past our Trev.' I recall him fouling Liverpool's Tommy Smith -if that's not an oxymoron- and retreating many yards away before the granite faced scouser got up ! The Blade's sold him to Norwich City and in retirement, died of a heart attack at age 43. Oh.. and 'Our Trev' was from West Yorkshire -where Leeds is Not being quite fair to our Trev' there methinks. Whilst he wasn't exactly God's gift to Football he was a cult hero at Bramall Lane and deemed good enough to be capped for Wales (mind you, so was Vinnie Jones). As for fouling Tommy Smith, if that was me I think I would have retreated to Spain!

Loved watching Trevor Hockey - Big bearded 'stopper', not much got past our Trev, well not in one piece anyway! Went to Plymouth Argyle if memory serves correctly - died quite young, from cancer I think. Stopped supporting the Blades when they sold Tony Currie, selling him was bad enough but to LEEDS?!?

On Picture Sheffield there is a photo, taken in 1923, of a delivery lorry belonging to Charles W. Saxby, Coal Merchant and Haulage Contractor of 64, Mount Pleasant Road. Since we share the same (not too common) surname I was wondering if anyone could tell me anything about him?

Sometime in the late 70's there was a Chevrolet Blazer in the window - a huge beast of a pick-up truck. I always remember it 'cos it was the 'win-all' card in the 'Top Trumps' card game that all the kids were playing.

Only just seen this thread, so obviously missed the gig (wouldn't have made it anyway since I live in Ireland now). HOW WAS IT??? Two of my all time favourite bands - I'm so jealous!!! FYI Shanne Bradley also played bass with Shane McGowan in "The Nipple Erectors" aka "The Nips". (Shane had a knack with non-radio friendly band names).

I remember the old road signs indicating the steepness of the hill & I'm pretty sure Bishops Court Rd was rated at 1:4 1/2, either way it used to scare the sh*te out of me going down there on my mate's homemade box-cart. As for Cobnar Rd, that was pretty steep at the top although all the roads leading up from Chesterfield Rd to Hackthorn Rd were steep. I used to have a paper round up & down all those streets & I can clearly remember cars parked on Nettleham Rd with bricks stuck behind their wheels to stop them running back down (brakes weren't that reliable 50 yrs ago)! Wish I still had that round, I'm sure I'd still be no more than 11 stone!

When I was going to school in the early-mid seventies the child fare was 2p up to the equivalent adult rate of 12p, then 4p up to 20p & 2p for every 10p additional adult equivalent thereafter. Since Woodseats into town was only 8p adult fare you had to go a fair distance (pardon the pun) before having to fork out 4p. In any case we'd usually get away with a penny in the videmat machines (if that was the correct name?). Not forgetting the City Clipper which was free since the bendi-buses used on the route were classified as a vehicle & trailer which, legally, you weren't allowed to charge fares for using. Sadly cheap fares became a thing of the past, along with Sheffield's Navy & Cream bus livery, when the whole caboodle was transferred to SYPTE (South Yorkshire Passenger & Transport Executive) to run. This was all then de-regulated by Maggie's mob & the rest is (unfortunately) history. ---------- Post added 28-11-2013 at 00:56 ---------- When I was going to school in the early-mid seventies the child fare was 2p up to the equivalent adult rate of 12p, then 4p up to 20p & 2p for every 10p additional adult equivalent thereafter. Since Woodseats into town was only 8p adult fare you had to go a fair distance (pardon the pun) before having to fork out 4p. In any case we'd usually get away with a penny in the videmat machines (if that was the correct name?). Not forgetting the City Clipper which was free since the bendi-buses used on the route were classified as a vehicle & trailer which, legally, you weren't allowed to charge fares for using. Sadly cheap fares became a thing of the past, along with Sheffield's Navy & Cream bus livery, when the whole caboodle was transferred to SYPTE (South Yorkshire Passenger & Transport Executive) to run. This was all then de-regulated by Maggie's mob & the rest is (unfortunately) history.

Well done Beezerboy, great article & pics. Here is the link: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2321189/Is-worlds-playground-swing-Newly-discovered-photographs-children-fun-days-health-safety.html

Steven "Seething" Wells (or Swells as he became known) was one of the post John Cooper Clarke "punk poets" before becoming a regular writer for the NME. I saw him on a poets night at The Limit also featuring Joolz, Little Brother & our own Mark Miwurdz. Highlight of the night for me was the aforementioned Godzilla vs. the Tetley Bittermen. The only bit of the lyrics I remember are the final payoff lines, paraphrasing the Tetley's TV advertising strapline at the time; "We're the Tetley Bittermen hear our call, Come & **** you're life up against the wall." It was available on the "Rough, Raw And Ranting" LP recorded with Atilla the Stockbroker. (If anyone has a copy please get in touch, also any of Mark Miwurdz stuff which appeared on a few locally recorded cassettes). Sadly Swlls died of cancer in 2009. RIP

My father, whilst sorting through some old papers, has unearthed "A brief, incomplete and very personal history" of Holmhirst Road Methodist Youth Club, written by a Michael Hill. If anyone has any memories they would like to share feel free to go ahead and if anyone would like a pdf copy pm your e-mail & I would be happy to forward you a copy.

Well Oldgirl one of us is going a bit fuzzy in our dotage as I distinctly remember Chantry Road Methodist Church being about 200 yards up from CHESTERFIELD RD & on the RIGHT hand side. (You can see the new build flats on Google Maps). I was a proud member of the 45th Brigade of the 4th District of Sheffield Battalion Boys Brigade (Captain; Alan Peat) until 1977 & it was still a going concern into the '80's as far as I am aware. Methinks you are confusing Woodseats Rd with Chesterfield Rd as the junction of Scarsdale Rd & Chesterfield Rd is where The Double Six Boys Club was opened in 1966 (hence the name) by Frankie Vaughn. As a Chapel it sustained considerable bomb damage in WW2 (See http://www.picturesheffield.com).

I don't know what surface they had under the play equipment in that video but all the playgrounds I remember from my childhood (60's / 70's) were blessed with nice soft cushioned concrete! It was a rare day when you didn't come back bleeding from some scraped part of your anatomy. Never mind, a bit of Tom Cat Pee (TCP) & a scrap of Izal pressed to the afflicted area got you right as rain in no time at all.

Dunno about '97 or '98 but the booklet that came with the "Bouquet of Steel" Sheffield compilation LP lists them as being disbanded.

Some people seem not to have noticed that Sheffield is also a large conurbation, just not quite in the same league as London. Both cities are made up of different areas which are joined together by your average urban sprawl. Folk from Hillsborough, Woodseats or Manor Top, for example, tend to keep to their own areas & enjoy what is almost like a village atmosphere without really being much bothered about what's happening in the rest of Sheffield unless it affects them directly. Some areas are common to all e.g. the city centre. The same goes in London whether you reside in Tottenham, Battersea or Hackney everyone has their own turf and you forget about the rest of it. As for being expensive, yes some things are, housing certainly is and so is food & drink when bought dining out. However, supermarket prices for food & drink tend to be pretty much the same & I always found clothing to be cheaper. More competition always means somewhere or other is reducing prices. You really have to live there for a year or so to be able to compare properly and even then everyone will still have a different opinion.

It is now, enjoy!

Whatever you do don't stop trying to give up smoking, sooner or later you'll succeed. Am off my lovely cigars for about ten weeks now & doing OK. I have tried all sorts of remedies in the past with mixed results. This time I tried Niquitin Mini Lozenges (which taste like a minty Fisherman's Friend) & was surprised at how much easier it seemed. Still took a bit of willpower but I wasn't snapping everybody's heads off. After about two weeks I found I didn't really need them anymore. I still keep a packet in my pocket & have popped one occasionally when feeling under pressure but am really optimistic that I've cracked it this time.

Left Sheffield in '82 & spent best part of 20 years in London, loved every minute of it. Made loads of great mates & snagged a wife. Museums, theatres, sports & music venues, visited the lot (it doesn't have to be expensive there's tons of good pubs & small venues offering quality entertainment). Like anywhere, you have to use a little common sense, you don't go walking down an unlit alley in Soho at 3 o'clock in the morning! Currently living in Ireland & would move back to London tomorrow if I didn't have other responsibilities. London is like life, it is for living so stop the petty whinging & go out & enjoy it!

You can't burn domestic waste but you are OK to burn your bits from the garden. However consider composting where possible & chipping any wooden branches etc, all depends on your green credentials I suppose, (and I don't mean your Irish roots, if you'll forgive the pun).

Hi Buck, chancing my arm here, since your post's 5 years old, but did you know my dad, Eddy Saxby?

Hi BigBladeRob So many folks reminiscing we seem to have lost track of the original query. May I suggest a visit to http://www.picturesheffield.com which has some smashing photos of Woodseats (& they do say a picture paints a thousand words)! p.s. Any one remember the the old grocery shop that is where the the stairlift centre is now, at the corner of Chesterfield Rd & Scarsdale Rd? They used to sell loose biscuits out of big square tins in front of the counter & if the tins were running low they used to let us kids have the broken ones at the bottom.

Was I the only one who forgot there was a bandstand there? When there'd been heavy snow it used to pile up against the top edge bringing it level with the slope & making it invisible from the top of the hill. Me & my two brothers had a good solid home-made wooden sledge with metal runners & were doing a fair lick when all of a sudden the ground disappeared from below us! There must have been a good 6ft drop at the other side of the bandstand. Needless to say we thought it were great fun - were we really fearless or just plain stupid?