I was trying to think of some of Nanna & Pop's sayings. We have already got:-
Sewerkerbudger (see Page 9)
I'll cut your tail off behind your ears!
Bast you dog! and
Wake up Old England, daylight's come, set the fuse and fire the gun, Bang!
I seem to remember Pop shouting at Tony and saying:-
Come here Sir! or
Come here man! and
The river is in spate" (meaning a sudden flood/rush of water)
He also talked a lot about Bully Beef and Biscuits - WW1 standard rations. Nanna used to say "Gawd luvva duck". You must remember more.
I’m trying to recall... In his stories, he also used to refer to "old Turkey Bob" ...one of the enemy ...like he was really a long lost buddy! And read out amusing bits from the newspaper to Nanna in the mornings. And to make Tony pick something up he'd say, "Tiddywas'll have it!" or he'd put a biscuit on top of Tony's snout and make him wait for the signal to snap at it. Nanna would always mix our names up saying," Clever...Trive...tutt....Cleverclive...Trebber..etc." I'm thinking...thinking! Trevor..Clive..tutt..clobber! Just thought it wasn't "Tiddywas, it was..... "Tiswas'll have it!"
"Rub it with a brick" if you fell over a grazed a knee!
That was typically sympathetic! But I don't remember that particular remark.
My leg is giving me gyp" - an old Pop saying methinks!
Mrs Morris lived next door (we may have this already - I'll check)
Yes! She did. Don't know what happened to her and Mr, but her house became a dental surgery when we moved here (1992). Then it was resold as a private house and they built a new house around the outside (while the original house was still inside!) in exactly the same style! Most unusual.
I was trying to remember what terms of endearment did Pop Pop and Nanna use for each other when were around.
Did Pop call Nanna - Love, Darling, Florrie, Mum, other? And, did Nanna call Pop - Love, Darling, Walter, Father, Dad, other? I think I know,, but wanted to check with you as my memory may be playing tricks on me.
My first thoughts are that Pop called Nanna, "Mum" and Nanna called Pop, "Dad"..............we'll see what others remember.
Linda: I honestly can’t remember with any certainty. But have a vague feeling Pop called Nana Mum and Nana called Pop Walter. No definite recollection though. Too long ago!
Marion: No, Nanna always called Pop Pop “ Dad” and Pop-Pop called her “Mum” .....and I am definitely right! Xx
Well, I have got each of your replies and we all seem to be in agreement that it was Mum and Dad! How weird that we didn't ever hear them use any other term for each other?
Comics we read (e.g. Wizard, Victor and Hotspur) being sent through the post and arriving rolled up with a piece of brown paper wrapped round it with the stamps and address on it and one end of this tucked into the comic.
Yes!
Apart from that....I reckon we're going to end up with a 1950s-1960s sort of scrapbook which would be no bad thing....could turn it into a blog maybe? Well maybe not...I did do a blog a while ago about our cat just as an experiment although on reading back it seems a bit banal but it entertained me at the time. It got a bit of a following from cat lovers at the time. It's here but don't judge me too much by its content!!
We used to play with a cake tin full of buttons - can you recall anything else in them or any particular design?
No, but I think there may have been some of Pop's military buttons or badges amongst them.
Yes, you're right.
Garden roller (wrought-iron handle with a sort of stone roller).
John used it to roll flat the chicken wire Pop used to protect his fruit bushes from the birds that he had rolled up for Winter and stored in the garage (I can bring the smell of that garage to mind whenever I imagine walking into it!). Could do with that roller now! The blackbirds used to bounce on the netting to get to the berries I recall.
Sitting with Nanna and shelling peas for dinner (or runner beans or broad beans).
Yes! Took ages to get enough for a meal for six! Nanna also had that mashing thing for preparing chicken feed (See Page 3) or was that another dinner recipe?
Still no progress on the dessert bowls except that Marion reckons one was called the Buttercup Fairy and another, the Bluebell Fairy.
Here's a nice little site which I stumbled upon. It's worth a wander around for reminders of Hants and Dorset Bus routes e.g. 22, 21 and 16, 16a.
Wow! What a great find that website is.
16 Bournemouth - Parley - Christchurch - New Milton
16A Bournemouth - Winton - Hurn Airport
21 Bournemouth - Longham - Wimborne
22 Bournemouth - Wimborne - Poole
27 Bournemouth, Ferndown, Tricketts Cross, Ringwood
Also reminders of bus stop design, and ticket machines. I think I remember the 'Setright Speed' if you come across it here. Do you recall any?
Yes, I remember that one with it's rectangular shape which was distinct from the shape of our more-familiar London Transport ones, which I have subsequently learned were called Gibsons (see right).
(Later) I was reading an article about a motoring journalist that worked for Car magazine from the 60s onwards. He was a bit of a weird bloke (in an eccentric, extremely well-read, English gentleman sort of way. Imagine Sobranie cigarette, hat, cane and gloves!) but his articles were fantastic (see right).
Anyway. So what has that got to do with our website? - you may well ask!? Well, his name was Leonard John Kensell Setright – commonly known as LJK Setright or just ‘LJKS’ and it was his father (who was an engineer) who invented the Setright ticket machine. So I thought I'd add that scintillating piece of information to your mention of that essential equipment - above!
Thinking of those days, something which, rather stupidly almost offends me nowadays living here, is that Yellow buses (Once Bournemouth Corp. buses) now pass through Parley Cross to Wimborne in competition with Wilts and Dorset!! That's just not on, eh!...that's Hants and Dorset territory boys!
I definitely agree with you about the Yellow buses entering Hants & Dorset territory. That is not cricket!!
While we're on that subject, do you happen to recall that one day we strolled down Church Lane with our guitars (Nanna called them banjos didn't she?) and, probably dreaming of being famous, waved to a couple of girls looking out of their bedroom window....(probably not).....well I vaguely do and reckon it was this bungalow (i.e. No.44) where that happened.
I do vaguely remember that. Amazing co-incidence if it was number 44!
Well, in those days anyone with a guitar was desirable......weren't they........swoon!
Perhaps we should have capitalised more on that!!
The only other Church Lane connection I have in mind at the moment is a gentleman called Dennis who lives at No.8 or 10 whom I met because he serviced my car a couple of times when we moved here. He remembers our lot back in the 60s because he told me he used to fancy Marion. Perhaps you could ask her if she remembers him!
I'll ask her and let you know.
Marion: No, I don't remember Dennis! He must have been desperate to fancy me in those days!
This is not really on-topic but I just thought it interesting. At the moment I am working part-time in Christchurch and so my route to/from work involves driving past Hurn Airport, left at Hurn Bridge roundabout and then straight off across Avon Causeway to the Ringwood/Christchurch road and into Christchurch via Sopley and Burton. (You may not recall any of this but a map may help if you want to refresh your memory). The Avon Causeway is the road that goes past the beginning of good old Matchams Lane and is also the road across which the original Ringwood to Christchurch railway passed. Anyway, we did go down it once on a Sunday morning that time my dad had hired a red mini. It crosses the Avon flood plain, has an S bend halfway across the plain where there is a little cottage on a small raised piece of land.
This site interestingly explains that the cottage used to be a Toll House for the road which was originally a private track.
Fascinating stuff. I checked out the route (a nice journey to work compared with most I reckon) by travelling from Hurn Airport to the cottage using Google Street View and clicking ahead along the road all the way!
It is interesting to compare the 1900 cottage with that of today. It looks like the original oak is still standing.
The road is only just above flood level and the extremities are riddled with cracks where the road is eroding away into the wet fields either side. At the Ringwood road end, it crosses a small bridge with what I thought was a 7-ton weight limit, but this photo completely stunned me....must have been in the 50s...I couldn't believe they could get this along 3 miles of narrow, sometimes wooded road with sharp bends all the way to the airport!
They were called Scammells. Also, there was a special name for the articulated unit that had planes on. My Dad used to tell me each time we saw one - something like Royal Duchess, Queen Mary or some Royal name of some sort - could be wrong. My memory is bloody awful at times!
Yes, I remember those big Scammells they were also often used by travelling fairgrounds I believe.
Reminds me of driving an ex-army lorry once in about 1975, it had only a short wheelbase (don't know the make) and belonged to the greengrocer I worked for on Saturdays while I was at Teacher training college. I don't actually think my licence covered me but...well what the heck! It had very hefty leaf springs front and back, perhaps 8 or 10 layers giving a lurching rhythmic bouncy ride over any road bumps in the way. It also had a particularly stiff accelerator pedal. I had to keep pulling over to the side of the road in tears of laughter because every time we hit a bump it set up that kangaroo type motion where you're trying to keep your foot evenly on the pedal but because of the lurching of the bumps and the surging of the engine, it was impossible to get the monster back under control. I had to keep stopping completely and starting off again for about 3 miles! Lucky the police weren't around!
I'll get back on task but still, I am enjoying rooting around all our subjects as I hope you are too.
I'm really happy to go "off-piste" as you put it. There's no rush on the "journey" and this other stuff is great.