rover1949

Go on, - what's a growler ??

That's the place but not the original name.

There was definitely a separate bar underneath the Black Swan around 1967-68, we used to meet there from Bridge St bus station. I think it was called the Sidewalk at the time but could be wrong.

Interesting, my grandfather had a similar experience. He was working at Vickers and joined the Army Service Corps, going to France in 1917. Their job was to service the artillery and transport equipment and he was always on the move. At the end of the war he was sent to a 'concentration camp' in Germany, (which meant something different then) before demob to the UK. In the second photo, all the soldiers on the front row appear to be holding swagger sticks?

Thanks hilldweller, good stuff. What a tortuous route for a pipe-line and why do we need a Spanish company to run it ?

Interesting, - did you reach any conclusions as the where the pipeline came from/was going to? I have seen similar markings for gas pipelines in this area, but we are a long way from any oil refinery.

How strange? I think there may be in a typo here. 3000 galls per day = 1095 mm gallons per year.

I was there on Monday, - surprising how many folk were walking over the ruins. This is where they were:- https://maps.nls.uk/geo/explore/side-by-side/#zoom=17&lat=53.3943&lon=-1.7255&layers=6&right=BingHyb

We had an account here in the late 60s/early 70s so used to go inside quite often. First the District Bank, later NatWest. The manager had an impressive office behind those windows at street level. There now appears to a tree growing out of the chimneys?

Beech Nut machines, one free every FOUR turns. Quite rare but they did work, - you could figure out the next free one by the position of the handle.

Yes, my dad used to work at the YEB offices opposite where this picture was taken. It provided daily entertainment watching people trying to get over the crash barrier with shopping bags and pushchairs

In the distance you can see some pedestrians crossing the the new road, even though they have to climb over the barriers on the central reservation. This was a common problem when it first opened, - some people didn't want to use the underpass.

Interesting, I thought I knew Ecclesfield well but don't remember that group of buildings past Bennets the butchers, (now an estate agent). I guess they were demolished early 60s and the church grounds extended. That structure in the corner used to be a drinking fountain in Ecclesfield Park, I think it was associated with the Woodcock family but it didn't produce any water in my day.

Not convinced about the hangman theory. I prefer the naval connection regarding 'money for old rope', which is similar to the expression 'learning the ropes'. On the old sailing ships every rope had a specific function and needed to be of a certain length. When they became frayed the rope would be cut up and any usable short lengths sold on at the next port. Frayed bits could well have ended up as oakum but intact rope would still have had some value.

I have occasionally been fly fishing on Ladybower, using one of the rowing boats. If you row under the viaduct towards Derwent it seems you can nearly touch the top of the arches. The water must be very deep.