hi joy ...here is a photo i believe of no 19 its the house with the flaking white brickwork over the door...to save us going further off topic could you post any further comments about nursery road on the nursery road thread please where you will also see i have posted quite a few of the old photos i have...click on below link and make sure you read from post 1 so that you do not miss anything...can you see the wooden telegraph pole in the photo ?well its still there so click on todays google street view below and you will see it..no 19 would have been just to the left of the pole..hope this helpsDoes anyone remember the boarding house- No19 Nursery Road, opposite St Francis School, from about 1946- 1955
its a long thread to go through viv but i think we already have this one...taken from nursery road end looking up towards wills street
it was posted on post 148 by dave inston viv...lost during the forums hack i thought it had been reposted but obviously not but we have it nowNot that I can see Lyn, been through the thread twice.
So much fun we had in the bombed-out buildings without thinking about the suffering that was caused! They were like magnets to us without giving second thoughts that something might fall on us.Hi
A point I remember was about half way down both streets was an entry between two houses it went to the bottom of the gardens then had a bit of a dog leg and down the side of the gardens in Villa St and came out again in into Villa St. just up from a little shop that sold home made Vimto flavoured ice lollies and when they first came out Jubblies. I wonder if it was still there when you lived in Villa St. there was also a bombed out house in that area though they had started clearing it.
The bombed buildings were our play ground there were two at the top of Hunters Road with a wonderful, to an 8 year old, abandoned car on it. Monument Lane/Icknield St had a row of bombed out terraced houses where the bombers missed the big rail goods yard. Another attraction to 8 year olds and no health and safety to spoil the fun. just the occaisional gruff "get off if that train goes out you could end up in Africa".
Brian
It sure beats the hell out of an Xbox!Hi Richard
The closest we came to a nasty experience was when a flight of stairs became a lift.... 4 of us going up and the joist failed and the staircase dropped. Finding furniture in the houses was exciting as well, daring each other to open a wardrobe in case what ever could be imagined by a child might be hiding waiting to pounce. There was a complete house on monument lane apart for the front wall. I can still see the upper floor flexing as we crossed it.
Beats the hell out of an Xbox.
Brian
And we seemed to do all this without money, because we didn’t have any!i agree richard...we used to make our own fun back then...i lived in the next street and a few houses up from out there was a brick built air raid shelter..we used to spend hours playing in their and making it our denhappy days
lyn
Absolutly could not agree more about the cheeky kids! My mother called me that ALL of the time. Regarding the soda syphon, on those rare occasions I only ever got 2/-Hi Richard
Ahh! But many of the bomb sites gave birth to pop bottles. 2d and cheeky kids did well for scrounging from building sites the builders couldn't be bothered taking them back. One day we found a soda syphon 5 shillings. That led to a parental Spanish Inquisition.
Brian
hi folks just a reminder that we are always looking for new photos of brougham street..thanks
lyn
In the very early 60’s you would drink the coke elal as slowly as possible to listen to the juke box and be seen! BTW, if I recall they were very small bottles!Hi
Another thing that popped into my aging brain. How many remeber the cafe/coffee bar on hockley brook in the very early 60s? The Surfside Stop. It was up a few shops from what I remember as the Birminham Municiple Bank, and a shoe shop that had an Xray machine in the corner so you could see how well your shoes fitted, and a gass heater by the diir that if you stood too close to it it made your eyes sting. Can you imagine the uproar now?
It had the inevitable Juke Box. As I had access to a car a group of us used to drive from Great Barr and sit for an hour or more drinking Cokes, Pepsi or 7 Up chatting and listening to whatever was on the juke box. I don't remeber there ever being any trouble there, which was unusual when you had groups of teenagers.
Brian
This was the Surfside Stop, it was on the ground floor of the same building in Constitution Hill where the Penthouse was located upstairs...Hi
Another thing that popped into my aging brain. How many remeber the cafe/coffee bar on hockley brook in the very early 60s? The Surfside Stop. It was up a few shops from what I remember as the Birminham Municiple Bank, and a shoe shop that had an Xray machine in the corner so you could see how well your shoes fitted, and a gass heater by the diir that if you stood too close to it it made your eyes sting. Can you imagine the uproar now?
It had the inevitable Juke Box. As I had access to a car a group of us used to drive from Great Barr and sit for an hour or more drinking Cokes, Pepsi or 7 Up chatting and listening to whatever was on the juke box. I don't remeber there ever being any trouble there, which was unusual when you had groups of teenagers.
Brian
Ahhh....very sorry, I meant the Penthouse ClubDid the Rum runner move then?
Sparks, about when was that photo taken?This was the Surfside Stop, it was on the ground floor of the same building in Constitution Hill where the Penthouse was located upstairs...
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I'm not sure, I got the photo from the Midlands Memories FB page without a date, however I would guess 60s or 70s. I used to pass it on the bus route I took to work in Town, I think it was an Indian Restaurant afterwards.Sparks, about when was that photo taken?
Thank you!I'm not sure, I got the photo from the Midlands Memories FB page without a date, however I would guess 60s or 70s. I used to pass it on the bus route I took to work in Town, I think it was an Indian Restaurant afterwards.