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Yes Stokkie, all the biker boys would go there first for a few, then to the Hen and chickens on the Wolverhampton Road, the party piece I remember most was rolling a penny uphill !. I've been gone a long time now and its over 60 years ago , so may be wrong!!

When a lad I was always of the opinion that the "Crooked House" , was at Kimber Edge, near the caves ??

I remember the the posh school, as my mate Mick Whitehouse lived in Woodlands Park, and I passed it regularly!!!

What a shame!! so iconic, a great beacon from my youth, drank a few there in my time, and it was a marvel to behold, someone said it should have gone to the black country museum I agree!!!

#665, What a beauty!!

Used to love, Adjutants Saturday morning, defaulters Parade,usually p*****g down with rain !!!

Nulli Secundus Aggie

What Regt Graham

Yes it was , thanks Janice!!

"The White Horse Cellars" strikes a memory with me , but my pubing days were early 60's, would it have been called that then ?

Great weapon the .303, used an old WW1 short nose, at the Small arms range at Waterbeach Barracks when in the Full Bore Club , back in the 70's 80's, had a Colt .45 1911 issue to !!

me to mikeflan, may even have met as there always a few spotters here!!

I remember that old signal box!!

I am not completely sure , but I seem to remember it being built around 61/62 time, by "Wates," I think, an old girlfriend left school and worked there, Sandra Hancock.

What an interesting story, my maternal Grandfather was a serving constable, and murdered on duty 1921.

The bike I always wanted in the early 60's was a "Daws Double Blue"!!

53, looks like "old Brits" Racer!!

Looking at this photo reminds me, what we owed to those volunteers of all ages, and how many of those proud faces came back home again, to the country they had fought so hard for, not so many I believe!!!

I remember the building to Pedrocut, always thought it a pub. !!

I was at the Birmetal's, when a helicopter landed but cannot remember the date, I have said befor that my dad ran the social club and we went to all the sports days and Christmas's and bonfire nights in the 50's, they also had a pantomime when Mr pastry came one year, it was a wonderful period...