Greasley, Nottinghamshire

When I was a lad

During my schooldays I often visited Eastwood from Hucknall, my mate David Scrimshaw and I had many happy times there. We were travelling back to Hucknall one day on the bus, and two girls waved to us from a small park near hilltop. We got off and asked them for a date, they both accepted. My date's name was Irene and she lived on Nottingham Road, Eastwood, it was love at first sight. My mate begged me not to go to Eastwood again because he did not want to see his date again. I said ok, and never saw Irene again. I can't really explain my actions, but I still love Irene today, although I have not seen her for about 50 years. I would love to see her again if hopefully she is still alive. I understand she moved to Brinsley, but its difficult because I have forgotten her suname (then). If anyone can help please email me at, mickstreets@mypostoffice.co.uk   Thank you

Eastwood, Beauvale School 1956

I started Beauvale School in 1956 when I was 5 years old. At that time I lived with my parents at number 53 Raglan Street, Hilltop. I walked to school and back every day with my mum. I have fond memories of the old school and was there for 6 years and then my dad found work outside of Nottingham. My dad used to work at Moorgreen Pit in the NCB Workshops. I only wish that all schools were like this one today. I can also remember going and working in the school allottment on the opposite side of the road which I really enjoyed.

Waiting at school

The lady on the photo is my Mum. She was waiting to meet me out of Beauvale School. The baby in the pram was a neighbour's little girl, my friend Teresa. ( We are still friends today.) Teresa was 10 years younger than me, so I would be nearly 11 at that time.
Years later, from 1965-67, after 7 years at Nottingham High School for girls and 3 yrs.at  teacher training college at Thornbridge Hall, in Derbyshire,, I went back to Beauvale as a teacher ! Sadly my Mum died on Jan, 5th 2008.

Goose Fair

I remember going to the Goose Fair in Nottingham in the late 1940s and we used to stay with my Uncle Jim Bradbury in Hucknall. On the way back from one of these trips my dad bought some meal for the pigs (he and grandad had lots of them on an allotment), anyway it was late when we got back and Dad took it down the cellar, and unbeknown to Dad, Mum had saved coupons to get eggs and sugar and made a cake for my 2 brothers birthdays, well did he not plonk the meal down on top of this cake, I am sure they heard my mother back in Hucknall the way she raved at Dad. I would love to hear from anyone in Hucknall especially if you remember the Bradburys.