mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 My late dad's favourite haunt, now derelict sadly......images.jpg Not surprised no one went in looking like that.... It did look a little grander, in its heyday - but not much ! Me and my sister sent many afternoons in the back yard of the Duke.....bottle of pop and two straws. No kids allowed inside.....none of this "family pub" nonsense you get these days. Smoky rooms, Shipstones beer (Gold Label barley wine for the ladies) and darts was the order of the day ! Lifes a funny old thing when we left the garths we got a house,with a garden in the slummiest street in the worst part of town garden walls were knocked down,fences were burnt during the miners strike,everything bought on the drip from catalogues,my kids honestly think I make the stories up but I don't Did your mam ever send you to the door, to tell the rent man she was wasn't in ? While she hid in the kitchen?Only all the time The rent-man used to have a small brown leather satchell,he used to take a short cut through some trees,we put some fishing line across the path to trip people up,he was a victim,we found loads of change after he had fallen 4 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lukey 1,621 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 The old sunnylaw street in possilpark, absolute poverty but good people, didn't see many police come into this street lol. The tenaments are down now, I remember when they closed them up, we would go home from school then find a way in to the buildings to play, one day me n my best mate went in unknown to his older brother who set the block on fire from the bottom, I managed to get out but my mate opted to hide in an old wardrobe and that was him. Sad time! 2 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 one day me n my best mate went in unknown to his older brother who set the block on fire from the bottom, I managed to get out but my mate opted to hide in an old wardrobe and that was him. Sad time! That's a sobering story mate. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Blackbriar 8,569 Posted August 3, 2017 Author Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 one day me n my best mate went in unknown to his older brother who set the block on fire from the bottom, I managed to get out but my mate opted to hide in an old wardrobe and that was him. Sad time! That's a sobering story mate. I guess not every memory is a happy one.......sad story. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lukey 1,621 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Yeah it was sad alright, he didn't burn to death, smoke inhalation! His brother went to prison over it but hung himself. We didn't have much to do back then other than things like this, and it was impossible back then to venture out of the scheme! Katchum will remember the days lol Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lukey 1,621 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Cheers lukey, really added to the nostalgic ambience there Some of my best memories as a kid are from on they streets mate, aswell as seeing a lot of bad. I moved away not far but far enough to a supposedly quieter area but it just wasn't the same, we would play on those streets until early hours during the summer holidays with all the mums sitting on the steps watching drinking cups of tea. 2man hunt hide and seek football ect. Great times. Unless shit was going down between guys then get home or if someone came in to the street in a stolen car. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
stumfelter 3,034 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 My late dad's favourite haunt, now derelict sadly......images.jpg Not surprised no one went in looking like that.... It did look a little grander, in its heyday - but not much ! Me and my sister sent many afternoons in the back yard of the Duke.....bottle of pop and two straws. No kids allowed inside.....none of this "family pub" nonsense you get these days. Smoky rooms, Shipstones beer (Gold Label barley wine for the ladies) and darts was the order of the day ! Lifes a funny old thing when we left the garths we got a house,with a garden in the slummiest street in the worst part of town garden walls were knocked down,fences were burnt during the miners strike,everything bought on the drip from catalogues,my kids honestly think I make the stories up but I don't Did your mam ever send you to the door, to tell the rent man she was wasn't in ? While she hid in the kitchen?Only all the time The rent-man used to have a small brown leather satchell,he used to take a short cut through some trees,we put some fishing line across the path to trip people up,he was a victim,we found loads of change after he had fallen When me and the missus were renting the rent man like yours had a brown leather bag for the rent, all cash,everybody knew who he was, eight stone wet through and no CCTV in those days. Looking back how he never got turned over is beyond me but that's how it was, if anyone tried it nowadays they wouldn't last long! Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 My childhood years.... Harwich image.jpg Kirstenhof, Cape Town image.jpg Beverly Villas, kowloon image.jpg Which part of Kowloon are or were Beverly villas mate? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Waz 4,252 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 (edited) Back in the shires. Edited August 3, 2017 by Waz Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Blackbriar 8,569 Posted August 3, 2017 Author Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Getting kicked out of the house at 10am, during the school holidays.......no consoles or computers. No mobile phones to check up on you. "Your tea's at 4 - don't be late !" (You had to hope one of your mates had a watch !) 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Cheers lukey, really added to the nostalgic ambience there Some of my best memories as a kid are from on they streets mate, aswell as seeing a lot of bad. I moved away not far but far enough to a supposedly quieter area but it just wasn't the same, we would play on those streets until early hours during the summer holidays with all the mums sitting on the steps watching drinking cups of tea. 2man hunt hide and seek football ect. Great times. Unless shit was going down between guys then get home or if someone came in to the street in a stolen car. Everyone sitting on the steps on a summer evening,if we did it now people would think we were odd,going to the shops for a single ciggie for your mam popping next door to ask could they lend you half a bar of soap 2 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Back in the shires. Wheres that waz,we never saw places like that as kids except in the films 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Blackbriar 8,569 Posted August 3, 2017 Author Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 Back in the shires. Kinell ! Did you get your butler to post that for you, mate ? 4 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mackem 26,168 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 My late dad's favourite haunt, now derelict sadly......images.jpg Not surprised no one went in looking like that.... It did look a little grander, in its heyday - but not much ! Me and my sister sent many afternoons in the back yard of the Duke.....bottle of pop and two straws. No kids allowed inside.....none of this "family pub" nonsense you get these days. Smoky rooms, Shipstones beer (Gold Label barley wine for the ladies) and darts was the order of the day ! Lifes a funny old thing when we left the garths we got a house,with a garden in the slummiest street in the worst part of town garden walls were knocked down,fences were burnt during the miners strike,everything bought on the drip from catalogues,my kids honestly think I make the stories up but I don't Did your mam ever send you to the door, to tell the rent man she was wasn't in ? While she hid in the kitchen?Only all the time The rent-man used to have a small brown leather satchell,he used to take a short cut through some trees,we put some fishing line across the path to trip people up,he was a victim,we found loads of change after he had fallen When me and the missus were renting the rent man like yours had a brown leather bag for the rent, all cash,everybody knew who he was, eight stone wet through and no CCTV in those days. Looking back how he never got turned over is beyond me but that's how it was, if anyone tried it nowadays they wouldn't last long! Your right,if anyone tried collecting rent in my old neighbourhood nowadays his routine would have been clocked the first week,the next he wouldn't have made it back to the delivery office Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Waz 4,252 Posted August 3, 2017 Report Share Posted August 3, 2017 (edited) Back in the shires. Wheres that waz,we never saw places like that as kids except in the films Back in the shires. Kinell ! Did you get your butler to post that for you, mate ? I kid you not, it was a council house. My family moved out of North London to an overspill council estate then to this drum, somehow they blagged it! The back garden was massive, was a nice area, the council estate we moved from was rough and still is apparently. It all became part of Milton Keynes. Hate the place, all glass steel and concrete but where I grew up was an old town, neighbouring houses had thatches and tudor beams etc. Countryside in abundance. Edited August 3, 2017 by Waz 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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