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Someone has taken what I posted..... (when I was posting as Nico before I had problems which the Forum rectified), and have added to it. I posted "When I was renovating my place" etc to....."in English as you probably know." Last word know is on the fourth line down. The post that carries on...

Was Cattel a famous Brummie? I ask as I worked with a Joyce Cattel. Never heard it before or since. We never saw it written down we thought it was Kettle made to sound posh, like Mrs Bucket.

Always confused Ludgate & Lidgate hills. Probably down to Nan. Eventually realised it was a hill. An 'ill. Lidgutill.

Some were not sadly Lyn. They were sent to work like slaves. I was surprised as it was in WW2 also. The late Jim Highland who was a researcher for period films and books told me. He helped me in my family research. Anyway, one of his relatives was. One of my half sisters in laws was sent to...

There is a special presence or smell or something about allotments. I can't explain it. They have a stillness especially big ones. and wildlife. We never had one but our neighbours did. They were always there. Sometimes I went along with their children. There was a goose too. On the 'lotments.

Dad did, he was accident prone. Mum drove. She parked outside a building and he was sitting behind her, he opened the door and disappeared.

My dad fell in to a pit which housed floodlights. Our ancient garage has a pit

I remember the tripe woman she had a stall in the market, just tripe, I used to run past.

Slipper Bath Attendant. Do Slipper Baths exist?

On my phone feed a Historical American subject came up, a lady, looks like 1930s had a a small bookcase strapped to her back she was a mobile Library. Did we have those here.?

I forgot the word, thank you., Did it spark?

Nan had one screwed to the end of her kitchen cabinet, it was small square and had about 3 or 4 blades and you scraped your knife through it. And it screeched. But granddad sharpened the carving knife on a special big stone he kept outside. Or on a long tool , this had brought back that Sunday...

Paying. He was. He hated our neighbour too. An interfering, bullish woman. He bit dad too when he was going go hit me.

We had a lot on tick. Onlyy way we coul have anything but Nan wouldn't do HP unless or was electrical, if it broke she would stop paging till it was repaired.

The Co Op insurance man diddled me I am glad the dog bit him. We had to in & pay after that . Think we had the man from the Pru too he never came in.

Pub up the d ft tgey smoke outside in blizzards ours blow a trumpet badly and all the local dogs howl. In France a dusyman shook hand as I handed him the bag, as did the grave diggers and they blessed the grave with holy water.

an excuse to pop in for a jar?

I think they have to, although it grates a bit, as knowledge is not being passed down. The grandchildren think I am wonderful with the simplest games and make shift toys, even my fingers, that is not on an ipad or needs a battery.

I do also. We were all fascinated, with his tuning fork. Also the BT engineers used to shin up the telegraph poles there are tiny steps. Now they are not allowed to they use cherry pickers. And steeple jacks

Odeon Cinema Coventry I think is an iconic building with a spectacularly dome now preserved thankfully as part of Coventry University.