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I'd left Brum in 1965 before all that happened, I do though remember drownings at the quarry.

I don't know about that site but later Gateway became Somerfield, Somerfield disappeared and their shops became B&M and Home Bargains, not much is static in the shopping scene.

A couple of miles from where I now live we have this: https://www.perrygrove.co.uk/#:~:text=Perrygrove%20is%20based%20near%20Coleford%20in%20the and directly opposite this: https://www.puzzlewood.net Plenty to entertain.

Two of my workmates from Watsons Broad Street went to work at the Mail garage, brothers, both mechanics, Bill and John McMahon, I once called in there to see them but I'm damned if I can remember where it was or the date.. :confused:

I wonder how many of those were in fact not slums and with a little upgrading could still be good housing today.

I think after the war it was a case of 'Anything goes' Alan, I remember one lad bringing chucking the door of their outside loo on the fire. :) The damage couldn't have been any worse than our good neighbours the Germans did.

We had those palings in our back garden 82 Hurlingham Road but the front was proper fences and gates when we were young, they were painted in a blue creosote finish, when VE Day happened a lot were wrecked by the kids and used on the celebration street bonfire.

I just spent a little time on Google Earth trying to look at the route we used to take between the workshop and the showroom at Watson's Broad St where I worked in the fifties/sixties. Villa Street- Nursery Road -Hockley Brook-Icknield Street-Summer Hill Road-Sandpits-St Vincent Street-Sheepcote...

This photo of my Uncle Bill, William Lees, who delivered the Mail to outlying places through the war and beyond at his retirement. He took myself and my brother on one of his overnight trips in his Morris 10 van to Shrewsbury stopping off at Wellington on the way. :)

I always considered the 'top' end to be where I walked down from the Villa Cross when I came by bus. :)

Not while I worked there 1951 - 1960 Lyn, can't think where there would be space. Where I worked at Watsons could possibly fill the bill before it became a garage, there was a big open yard, the workshop was a corrugated iron barn and at the front a wind up petrol pump that served over the fence...

Betty was a beautiful looking girl, nowadays many girls of that age would have been spoiled with ugly piercings and tattoos.

One picture made me smile, the little boy getting his knee treated, my old friend told me that as a child her school teacher asked them to write a story about her day, she had written "My mom cleaned my face with spit." her mom wasn't at all pleased. :)

Or 'snuffed it'.

Looks like a job for the chaps on the BBC Repair Shop programme, doubt you'll get it there though, :)

My mother used to take cuttings wherever she was, I took her to the motor show at Earls Court, we were up on the balcony, she reached out to snip one of the pot plants, the pot wobbled and nearly fell onto the head of James Callaghan who was giving the opening speech directly underneath. :eek:

I don't know, she came to Kingstanding from Ashted in the late 1940s and there's some mystery about her maiden surname, she comes up in searches as Giblin and Barlow on various sites, could be either or both, she was widowed with eight children when I first met her but it was never discussed.

I like them but without the chocolate.

Couldn't be bothered in the end with pastry making so I made six jars of blackberry jam.:)

My ma in law's maiden name was Giblin.:)