What's your favourite soup?

Neither of them are around anymore i'm afraid Sluffy, My Mum died last year but i'm pretty certain it was Snowden Street she lived on. I'll have to ask my Aunty (Mum's older Sister) next time i speak to her.

wanderlust wrote:

Sluffy wrote:

The thing you need to realise with Wanderlust is that he is one of those people who believes he can never be wrong about anything.

You know what I believe? Cool! I believe the word for someone who has that skill is a mentalist.

No one has to read your mind you nutjob - your actions speak louder than words and on here you can't admit to being wrong ever.

And all this because I said there wasn't anyone around me at the time cooking with bay leaves and peppercorns!

And you think I'm the mentalist...?

I'm sure everybody can read my mind though right now about what I think of you!

My mum always threatened to take us to Vernon St, if we'd been misbehaving. I think it was because there was a dogs home, (or something) there ?

It's amazing what was considered 'posh' back then. The couple next door dad one of these fitted to each of their kitchen taps.

To my younger brother and I, they might have been the crown jewels. We begged our parents to get some asap.

What is it Boncey?

fits on the tap

to do what though?

Norpig wrote:to do what though?

You can direct your water. It was like magic. The really posh people had these.

aah i see now 

Just as we caught up, the bastards went and got one of those single taps that swung from side to side, and dispensed both hot and cold water.
They only needed one rubber nozzle. We were back to square one.

Norpig wrote:Neither of them are around anymore i'm afraid Sluffy, My Mum died last year but i'm pretty certain it was Snowden Street she lived on. I'll have to ask my Aunty (Mum's older Sister) next time i speak to her.

Sorry to hear that, I though with you being a few years younger than me that at least your mum might be still with us.

I remember Snowden Street, when I was little my mam used to pick me up from school walk across to Snowden Street, on to Davenport Street and turn left up Vernon Street to go to the barbers, or down to go to the dentists, that later Robin Heywood took over and which Doffcocker's mum used to work.  The dentist was across from the pub on the same side as the dog home

Next to the barbers more or less there used to be the pie shop that we use to go to, the chippy used to be on Mere Hall Street, so too the newsagents run by a lady called Gwen.  There was a butchers close by called Armitage's.

I remember there being three pubs on Vernon Street one of which was called The Popular.

Going back to Snowden Street, if you turned up towards Chorley Old Road the was a church there called St Barnabas which I got dragged along to by my mam and dad on a rare occasion.  I can't think why because we weren't a religious family and only went the once or twice but I guess that must have been some reason or other to do so.

I say all this in case it jogs a happy memory or two for your aunt!

Happy days back then.

gloswhite wrote:My mum always threatened to take us to Vernon St, if we'd been misbehaving. I think it was because there was a dogs home, (or something) there ?

Yes there was indeed!

Typical Nuts thread. Starts with soup, then God only knows where it's ending up.

I think the shelter moved in the 70's. Could be mistaken though.

wanderlust wrote:

Sluffy wrote:

The thing you need to realise with Wanderlust is that he is one of those people who believes he can never be wrong about anything.

You know what I believe? Cool! I believe the word for someone who has that skill is a mentalist.

So if you can read my mind as you claim, what am I thinking right now?
And now.
And now.....








mentalist¹
/ˈmɛnt(ə)lɪst/

noun

Please start taking your medication again!

boltonbonce wrote:I think the shelter moved in the 70's. Could be mistaken though.

Sounds about right.

It went up Chorley Old Road way near Whitecroft Road school iirc.

I mention Whitecroft because that's where we used to go from Gaskell Street school for swimming lessons catching the bus there and back.

Sluffy wrote:

Sounds about right.

It went up Chorley Old Road way near Whitecroft Road school iirc.

I mention Whitecroft because that's where we used to go from Gaskell Street school for swimming lessons catching the bus there and back.

Sluffy we may have travelled together many times without knowing it.

I went to Bolton County Grammar in Great Moor Street and often travelled home on the Number 1& 4 buses as I lived just off Church Road.


happy times.

Might well have done!

Small world and all that!

Mere Hall Road was my stop.

I think it was Merehall Street.

You're right, my mistake.

Used to get on and off outside Mere Hall Park (as it was known locally).

The busses used to be open at the back in those days and I used to watch blokes stepping off them at times before the bus had come to a stop.

What I hadn't realised was that there was a trick to how you did that, which was you still had momentum from the bus and basically had to run after it to save yourself from falling face first.

Not knowing that the first time I tried it was at the stop just beyond the turning into Gaskell Street...

you can fill in the rest!

It hurt too!