Ravenshead, Nottinghamshire

Nursing

I was nursing at the hospital from December 1952, and the photo that is shown is of the old Nurses' Home, which you went into in your second year, or when on night duty in the part of the building at a right angle on the left. This meant that you had a single room instead of sharing. All the sisters... [more]

My time in Harlow Wood  

I was in Harlow Wood Hospital on and off for about 3years, first in Ward 1 which was a boys' and men's ward, it was also called Portland Ward, and Sister Langton was in charge. I was about 10 and when I first went in I was surprised that they had school every day. Then I went into Ward 9, Sister... [more]

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... [more]

Sutton Forest Side

I recall living at 163 Mansfield Road in 1947, when we had real winter, close to Kitty Hibberts shop, this is now a Chinese takeaway. Across the road was cobbler Betts Hut at the top of Barnes Street, on the opposite corner was a walled allotment owned by a Mr. Horace Slack, this allotment had several apple trees, which we took... [more]

Scout Camp

The 79th Boy Scout Group of which my father Bert Lacey was Scout master for on a number of years used to take us camping on a farm close to Farnsfield, I think it was called Combes Farm. We would get there down a lane off the Ollerton Road. If any none remembers this camp site please let me know. As... [more]

When we came here

When our family, consisting of myself, Jean Pauline Smith, my mother who has since passed away (also called Jean, but her middle name is Audrey), and my sister and brother came to Bulwell, we came from the famous or infamous Balloon Wood flats, in Wollaton. We were given a three bedroom house on Hornbeam Gardens, Snapewood. It was a cold September... [more]

SCHOOL LIFE LIVING IN BILSTHORPE

My earliest memory was at the age of 5. I vividly remember sqeezing through the school railings at the bottom of my garden to go to school. My teacher was a lady called Mrs Malkin, she was very nice and kind to us all in her class. Someone would bring in flowers every day to brighten up the classroom.
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