Yes Videmat machines on double door OMO buses. They would have been OK if people could have been trusted. Unfortunately some passengers put all sort of rubbish in them and we had to frequently radio for the Videmat van to come and unjam them. It was amazing how many passengers would jump up and alight at the site of an inspector at a bus stop that the bus was approaching.
The building shown is the separate infant school...erected a few years before the two storey junior school.
The game we played was "hop scotch"....not "hotch cross"...failing memory!😄
I lived in the farthest (the fifth chimney) of the block of three semis. In the distance is Nunnery Colliery and the rest of the background is made up of the extensive allotments...now the site of CostCO.
Probably my favourite shop in Sheffield. Spent plenty of time in there whenever I was visiting, and although I never bought many books I spent plenty of money on CDs. The classical music was interesting, but the jazz & free improvisation selection was the best I have ever come across.
A few photos I took not long after Rare & Racy closed.
All I can remember, as an old Firparnian, was that, by and large, fellows who had done their "cramming" to pass the 11 plus at Oakwood tended ( at least in the first year)to be looked down upon. As we grew older the distinction faded and by the time we left no one bothered where we had done our primary education.
Redevelopment of Pond Street showing (left) the possible construction of Fiesta nightclub, (right) Pawson and Brailsford, printers, and (centre) Victoria Hall, Norfolk Street
Hey!!!! I think I was there that day! I remeber having the machine freebies, we tried it again when we went back a week later, but it didn't work, so we went and told the cafe assistant that we had put our money in and haven't received our crisps (bones, remeber those?) so we also got a freebie that week!
TOWD RAG AND TAG IS WHERE WIFE BOUGHT HER SHOES WHEN WE MARRIED BUT ON A SAD NOTE, YOU MAY REMEMBER TURNERS TOOL STORE ON THE CORNER ENTRANCE,I WAS IN HOSPITAL
(INFIRMARY) AND Mr TURNER WAS IN THE BED ACCROSS WIRED UP. HE ALLWAYS KEPT ASKING IF I WAS OK AND SAYING THINGS TO KEEP ME HAPPY. HE DIED DAYS AFTER I CAME OUT IN 1956.