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  1. Did you play shove hapeney?

    Oh eye, played shuv 'apeney heaps at school, at lunch time on wet days or just between classes if the teacher was late. We loved it. Then when we got home we played Subuteo. On the weekends we watched United then played in the Sunday league.
  2. Birdseye view of Sheffield

    My first impression was: grim, depressing, Victorian, Dickensian, not exactly picture postcard material. But then I look a bit closer. In the foreground that quaint row of shops with canvas awnings and the chimneys in the bottom r/h corner suggest that it was a sunny day. The top 1/3 of the photo could be a lovely oil painting if it was in colour. If you cropped the picture N-S along the weather vane and looked at everything to the left, visually it is quite appealing, with the spires, the road disappearing into the distance and that stately, as yet unidentified building in the centre. I'm looking at it from a purely artistic point of view, the historians on the site would want me hanged.
  3. I have just posted an update on the cupola in the General Chat forum complete with pictures ! View with caution.
  4. Is there an architect in the house?

    Well, back in January I promised to post photographs of the aforementioned cupola. At that time, work on my 'studio' was progressing well, stone wall & chimney, porthole window, new interior, carpet, electrics etc etc. I started buying materials for the cupola (see photo) which was to be the crowning feature. Then on May 13th I suffered a slight setback, as you can see from the selfie I took !! Thank goodness it was my left hand, I can still paint, draw, write and eventually complete the work I have started. It's been almost 4 months since D-Day (digit day) I have re-commenced the stonework and completed a few minor projects since then. Be assured the cupola will be built and I will be happy to post a picture when it happens.
  5. Fabulous post about the Rickshaw Restaurant Mr Longden, love the b/w photo, that is pure history. That is the Sheffield I remember having left in 1972. I never went to the Rickshaw Restaurant, in fact, I don't think I went to any restaurant in Sheffield. Wimpeys on Arundel Gate would be the closest I came. I did, however patronise La Favorita once. This would be about 1968/69 when I was hanging out with a group of bikies, we frequented a cafe on Infirmary Road. Kicking out time was too early for some of us to go home and someone said 'Lets go to La Fav, that'll be open.' All I remember is that it was a lot classier than the flea pit we just left. I don't know if they served food, I reckon we would only have bought a mug of tea. I don't think we even drank coffee then and coca-cola hadn't been invented. https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100018380133678
  6. Dunkirk

    Also "The Epic of Dunkirk" by E. Keble Chatterton. First published in November 1940 - barely six months after the event. My copy (5th reprint Feb. 1941) contains 31 photographs and many moving experiences from the men who escaped from France. In the appendix it states that over 600 vessels were requisitioned to take part in the evacuation, however of this number 200 were found unsuitable for the Dunkirk operations so the actual number sent across the channel amounted to approx. 400. The appendix names 420 vessels, not including Royal Navy and RNLI boats. Just a couple of snippets from the book - Commander C.H. Lightoller RNR who survived the sinking of the Titanic, served afloat during the 1914-18 war then in retirement took his 58 foot motor cruiser 'Sundowner' across the channel and rescued 150 men - 4 times the permissible load. Among the 335, 000 men rescued there were 2 girls! Elaine Madden 17, daughter of a British gardener employed by the War Graves Commission at Poperinghe and her aunty, Simone Duponselle aged 20 whose mother kept the Palace Hotel in the Rue d'Ypres, Poperinghe. Theirs is an amazing story of survival, finally being allowed to mingle with the crowd wearing tin hats and tunics when boarding a steamer in the harbour at Dunkirk. The crisis came when they had to climb down an iron ladder and an observant soldier remembering the Fifth Columnists, recognised the female legs and declared loudly "Woman coming aboard!" They eventually landed safely in England. The book is full of stories like these and well worth the effort to obtain a copy.
  7. Road Kill Tasmania

    Found inside the perimeter fence on our property. Looks like it was hit by a car and someone was good enough to remove it from the road. Kestrel with a 34 inch wing span. So sad. Correction, after consulting bird book, it's a female Brown Falcon.
  8. Rock face

    This was on Utube. Says it's series one, episode one. Also see comments below. Looks interesting but I didn't watch it all.
  9. Well, it's been quite a journey to write and illustrate this book which I have self-published. I seriously investigated the economic benefits of indie publishing and e-books but my memoir didn't suit their formats. They dislike the landscape format and they cringe at colour so in the end I had it printed here in Oz and I'm delighted with the quality and the result. I have sent a batch to friends and family in the UK and they arrived in 8 days. It has been extremely well received by my expat friends over here. Please check it out. Thanks.
  10. cannon hall, firvale

    Thought I would revive this topic since the OP never got an answer to his question. The Cannon Hall was my local watering hole from '68 to '70 when it really used to buzz. Live bands in the disco, Frank White a regular, Whitbread Tankard, great memories. Never saw any serious altercations in those 2 years. I've seen a few pictures of it's demise, maybe on SH somewhere?
  11. Is there an architect in the house?

    Thanks St Annington, no, I had not seen it. I found it quite interesting that the cupolas in the link you provided had louvre vents and the one in my photo had windows. So it appears that a cupola can be for light or ventilation.
  12. The Street Arab Wonder of the British Empire

    A newspaper article on a fictional character? Sounds convincing. Have they been duped as well?
  13. The Street Arab Wonder of the British Empire

    Good work Edmund. I thought for a while that Sheffield had it's own T.E. Lawrence. The book you have ordered from Amazon, that's a reproduction of the 1918 version . . . yes?
  14. The Street Arab Wonder of the British Empire

    Second instalment. By this time Walter Greenway has taken an Arab wife, fathered 3 children and made his home in Aden, still posing as a Bedouin. One day in the Bazaar he hears two white men talking German, he hears that in the warehouse are clocks ready to be placed among the coal of British ships. That night the Bedouin was in the warehouse before the Germans came and heard how after one of them had distributed the explosive clocks among British ships, he was going to an arsenal in Bagdad. The Germans then retired but the Bedouin did not. He had much to do that night. It was necessary that he should set out speedily for Basra and Bagdad with a case of explosive clocks, intoxicating drinks and a German uniform. The sequel came when the Bedouin, disguised as a German officer, landed at dawn on the banks of the Tigris with a heavy case of new stores which were placed in the Bagdad arsenal by his direction. From his motor boat on the Tigris he saw the arsenal blow up with a roar that shook the earth, the clocks had all been set to explode at the same time and they had blown up the Turkish arsenal instead of the British ships.The last news which reached Mr Holmes in August 1917 was from a doctor at a hospital. He wrote, "A fortnight yesterday, an Arab woman brought her husband, an Englishman, to this hospital, he was suffering from acute dysentery from which he died on August 26th. He had lost an arm recently and his body was scarred by burnings." There is much more detail in the story than I have supplied here but what an amazing tale. Can anyone confirm it?
  15. Just read this amazing story in a book titled The King's England. Yorkshire West Riding. Edited by Arthur Mee. The story begins like this: It is in a humble grave in this churchyard (in Owston, Yorkshire) that there lie an old couple unknown to the world. Little did they think of fame or dream that their name would be known among men; but their boy is among the strange heroic figures of the British Empire and in all our tour of England we have come upon no more romantic tale than his. He is Walter Greenway, street arab of Sheffield. The story is 6 pages long so I will condense it, but keeping the most interesting parts as they appear in the book. Seven years before the Great War broke out, Mr Robert Holmes, the well known police court missionary of Sheffield was asked to see what he could make of a man in a certain police-court cell in that city. The man was well educated, spoke several languages, was a clerk, did not gamble, drink or smoke. He had however, been convicted 9 times of burglary and confessed to Mr Holmes "I shall never do any good where there are houses with attics. Put me on a sailing ship where I can climb the rigging . . " Mr Holmes, judging that the sea would give him the best chance, put him on a ship going to Colombo. Years passed without any news of him but in the second year of the war Mr Holmes received a letter from Mesopotamia showing that Walter Greenway was alive and using his instinctive daring to help the land of his birth. Mr Holmes felt so proud of his ne'er-do-well who was doing his bit for his country that he went from Sheffield to give the good news to the wanderer's father and mother but found that both had been laid in their graves at Owston and the man who had been posing as a Bedouin was an only child with no relatives. Three months after another letter arrived, it told how the Turks heard that a deaf and dumb Bedouin (Greenway often faked this condition) had been in the British camp and when he came back, they fired rifles close to his ears to see if he would start at the sound, then fired a big gun while he stood beside it until his ears and nostrils bled with the vibration; then scarred him with hot irons and tore out his fingernails to make him speak. but he was deaf as an adder and dumb as a stone. Then they prayed to Allah that vengeance should not fall on them for adding to an afflicted man's sorrow. Afterwards they treated him with kindness and he wandered about the camp recovering from his wounds. The finger-nail wounds however did not heal and gangrene set in. Again he appeared in the British camp and the British doctors had to amputate his left arm. Then the (apparently) dumb man spoke about the plans of the Turk and described the positions of their batteries and so saved many British lives. This is only about half of the story, I'll continue on tomorrow (it's past midnight here!) unless someone can access the book and finish it off for me. (page 278)
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