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I can only remember Colvin’s on Exchange St, Royce on Castle St,Winstone on Snig Hill and of course Harringtons

A few early memories for me there in my early days remember you had to climb up the ladder into the roof space at Harrington’s to try on yer Sta Press or stretch jeans ..H & S would love that nowadays lol
 
How the fuck did he end up at The Lane is still a mystery to me .. never forgave cunt for deliberately stamping on Kenworhy’s already broken toe during the Easter game at the Lane .. grave error judgement there Mr Porterfield
Curran asked Brealey if we could sign him rather than Porterfield making enquiries about signing him.
 

A close up photo would be useful as it may have the brewery name on it. Mid 60s the only reason I went in was my Trades Union branch held their meetings there. If pushed I would say it was a Bass house then. The revolving door was unique, imagine the trouble that would cause today.

There was a revolving door at the Magpie on Low Edges Road. As kids we'd dare each other to spin round in it and jump out in the pub before exiting.

Never heard the words 'Little Buggers' used so often.
 
We hope you've brought your Trunks, We hope you've brought your Trunks .....

is wot I remember
"Yer going in the Trent"
Bert avoided walking near the river on the way home.
 
Tears of joy no doubt, seeing her son join such an august institution. As I alus say 'ye mams ye bestist ever friend'.
Did you join as a boy entrant? I had a mate went in at nineteen, Photography, did the 30. At present he's somewhere on the planet cruising.

I was sixteen and half, I did thirteen and half years in total.
It was the probably the best years of my life, I was stationed in Malta for the close down.
I played football at some of the stations I was at, also ran a lot of cross country.
The best time was probably at SHAPE, me and a pal played football for the USA against a local Belgian side. Perhaps I could claim to be an international player.
 

Remember as an 18 yr old being stood in the taxi rank late one night with my girlfriend when a group of pissed up blokes stood behind us. She got a ”touched up” arse which resulted in me getting a busted nose.....ah, the good old days😊
Once got done for pitling in phone box (ref photo) . Good old days.
 

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