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  1. No, we were in the year with Cheryl Renshaw and Pat Hides which was the year below in age.
  2. Paul Renshaw had a sister called Cheryl, she was at Carfield with us. Paul married Christine Hides sister to Pat Hides also in Carfield with us. Paul was always destined to be something in authority, he was Head Boy at Newfield apparently, full of self importance in our opinion. Cheryl was different, more "one of the kids". Duffems
  3. Well, I can only assume that my mother's GP is not one of the best for communication nor looking after their older patients. I finally got through on the phone to speak to a receptionist on Thursday, they said that they don't know when and if they're getting the vaccine and she couldn't offer any suggestions as to "who I should contact" with regard to my mother. My mother lives in Killamarsh which is densely populated with "older" people. Duffems
  4. The vaccination seems to be a "hit and miss" affair. My mother who's 95 with health conditions and living totally independently hasn't had the vaccination nor word of when/where she will receive it. My mother-in-law who's 97 in a care home with no health conditions whatever is receiving the vaccination this week. Duffems
  5. Bing singing White Christmas still has that certain warm snuggly feeling for me. Regards, Duffems🎅
  6. We had our golden wedding anniversary just at the end of the first lock-down but, we stayed by ourselves, no cake etc., just cards and phone calls. We have mothers in their 90's who we're not seeing (one who's 97 n a care home who is better in health than the rest of us) ,children and grandchildren we haven't seen since March but, we're safe and they're all working and at school/college so life is going on. At the outset of all the Covid-19 malarkey we said that if we all get through it without health issues and the family members still have jobs we couldn't wish for anything more. We're not there yet until we're all vaccinated and the coast is clear but, missing one Christmas for the sake of keeping everyone safe is a small price to pay. God bless us each and everyone as someone once said! Regards, Duffems 😷
  7. When I lived there the chippy on the bottom of Myrtle Road was called 77 Sunset! Regards, Duffems
  8. Seeing these posts made me wonder how many of the "old posters" are still around but, maybe like myself only posting when it feels safe to do so! I joined SF in 2005 and posted frequently usually about Sheffield history/family research, never got involved in political squabbles etc. I also enjoyed the whimsical posts of folk like jabberwocky, Chairboy, Alcoblog and our dear departed Rossyrooney, their posts would make me laugh out loud. I was never banned or received a warning, it was all good clean fun and banter. Nowadays I look on here first thing in the morning and at times during the day but, I rarely post, it's all too political and controversial, I need light heartedness and friendliness in these hard times not fighting about who's right about left or right wing, colour, religion etc. So, all in all, how many SF long standing members are still around but, don't post? Regards, Duffems
  9. I used to live on Alexandra Road until I married in 1970, the Myrtle was my family's local. Eric and Ellen Staniforth were landlord and landlady with their children, 3 girls if I remember correctly. As a child I spent many happy hours in the back room with their children whilst the adults were in the pub. We attended the Coronation celebrations there in 1953 where there was a big party for the kids in the upstairs room. The family adults usually spent New Years Eve there whilst us kids were looked after at home then the adults would arrive in time for the letting in of the New Year. They came home carrying crates of beer between them, pop and crisps for the kids and we all had heaps of sandwiches, homemade pickles etc. whilst the party including neighbours continued until the early hours. My uncle arranged a charity "do" there in the upstairs rooms where there was a stage, lots of musical acts and a sort of pantomime, this was in the 50's. There was never any trouble, bad language or ill feeling in all the years I lived there from late 40's to 1970. Regards, Duffems
  10. I remember denlin from the days of curriechic and Rossyrooney (bless him). There used to be some very funny banter between everyone then, no back biting or insults flying around, it was all good clean fun. I look on here several times a day though I rarely post now, it's no where near as friendly as it used to be. Welcome back denlin. Regards, Duffems
  11. That day, we'd taken my grandparents out into Derbyshire to a pub we used to meet family .On the way back to Heeley coming down East Bank Road grandma said, "OOH, in't it a lovely sunset!" Granddad replied, "Tha silly bugger, t'int sunset, t'Lavers is on fire". Needless to say we had to drive down to Farm Road to confirm before we had a domestic in't back seat o't car". Regards, Duffems
  12. My grandfather Albert Norton worked at Dickinson's (Dickie's) as a dry stone fork grinder until his death in 1973. His father Frederick Arthur Norton used to employ men at the Sheffield Union Grinding Wheel Alma Street and I believe he transferred this business to Dickie's, I don't know what year. I remember going into Dickie's to see my grandfather working astride "his hoss" with sparks flying everywhere, no protective clothing, his arms were always covered in burns and he often got "motes" in his eyes. The windows at the back of the building where he worked were non existent, just as well because there were no extractors. The floor where he worked was accessed from what you'd describe as a fire escape, open metal treads. The day of his official retirement aged 65 came and went with no handshake, no bottle of booze just a request for him to continue as before but, with the benefit of working a few days a week which he did. He left on the Friday to go into hospital for an operation on the following Monday and he died some 2 months later on Christmas Eve 1973. The conditions our grandparents worked in were horrendous, I have no romantic views about the "good old days". Regards, Duffems
  13. Hi Patricia, I would suggest mixing some alpine grit with your normal garden soil or you could use garden centre compost but, you can use your existing soil. Drainage is important for a rockery, use grit, pebbles and garden soil, you don't necessarily need rich soil. The best plants in a rockery are alpines, heathers, aubretia, with the odd small conifer for a bit of height, phlox mainly planted in Spring but, alpines can be planted in the Autumn. Remember to provide good drainage hence the grit, rock plants don't like to sit in water. Don't be too neat and tidy with the planting, ad hoc looks best with a rockery and, once they start establishing you can separate them and plug empty holes. Also put some grit around the plants, it helps drainage so that the leaves don't sit in water. Hope this helps. Regards, Duffems
  14. Thank you cressida, it's much appreciated. I was thinking about bassett one's question and trying to think how I could sum it all up and the thing which springs to mind most is "peace of mind". To be able to go outside without fear of contracting the dreaded virus, to be able to work, enjoy family life, meet my 94 year old mother, visit my grandchildren, the list is endless but, it all boils down to the fact that none of us have "peace of mind" to do any of this. The thought of going back to when I was a child with my thrupenny bit in my hand to choose my penny chews, Blackjacks, Arrow bar etc., no threats, no fears, no worries because I could with "peace of mind". Regards, Duffems
  15. Thanks Patricia. I very rarely post on here now having been a member since 2005. When I first started my family history research, this was a good site to find local information and share local memories mainly Heeley/Meersbrook hence the Duffems name, it was an old term used to denote where you were from. It used to be a light-hearted experience coming on here with the likes of Jabberwocky, Denlin, Rossy-rooney etc. but, those days are gone. The debates which take place on SF are akin to the parliamentary arguments and so hostile. I look on here several times a day but I only post when I feel strongly enough about a subject and the post raised by bassett one made me want to sign in to comment. I'm sure I'm not alone in missing so many things, you folks will also have many personal anecdotes of things you miss. Regards, Duffems
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