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nunheadforum. Was set up alongside the other two webs by Mark. About this forum - Terms of use - please read Posted by Mark 22 July, 2006 17:29 This forum is intended to be for use by people who live in, drive through, have an interest in or just want more information about London's East Dulwich. Everyone who uses this forum is free to post their thoughts, requests, recommendations, rants, wants, needs, desires, questions and more on here without unnecessary obstruction therefore we, the people who set up this forum, are not responsible for other people's writings. Klienhond was given the site to administer, but it soon became clear that the wrong choice was given. Eventually made it a dictatorship, when repremanded tried to dismantle the site. There is no administer now. The last message was posted in German Typed copied and posted.

This one was on the Canterbury Route, or one on Portsmouth run.

There is one consolation having visited at the Hospital for your appointment. If it is near a meal time, the Restaurant is well worth a visit, normally found on a lower floor at the back. There is a good selection of dinners or snacks, in a relaxed environment. My wife normally comes with me, or I with her, so it saves cooking when we get home. The food is very nice and cheap, usually I have Apple pie and custard, my wife has the full meal, says it makes a change to not have to cook. This gives you time to recover from your treatment. Just the place to wait for your pick up.

You will never ban Single people from their own funeral, as they are just one dead persom.

Some hospital parking stories sound outrageous, and charges are indeed a burden on some drivers. But the issue is complex. The poorest in society and the elderly are most likely to get sick, but the least likely to drive. They are often saddled with long expensive bus journeys to out-of-town hospitals easily accessed by motorists. Should the NHS provide minicabs for patients or visiting relatives without cars? Campaigners complain about the cost of NHS staff parking, but many hospitals are on expensive prime land. Car parks take up space that could be used for wards, and free parking would effectively subsidise drivers. What's more, hospitals like other major employers, are under pressure from councils to reduce driving to cut congestion and pollution. And how would hospitals replace the lost income from parking charges? It's not simple.

How often have you had to pay to park in a Hospital Car Park? As a visitor you expect to park somewhere and pay a reasonable fee. Here is an example I am often faced with. Driving to a Hospital having to park in a multi story Car Park with no lift so have to use the stairs or ramp, Having thought that paying for a ticket, a couple of hours would be enough. Waiting your turn and then being wired up to various machines, or dressed in a smock for Xrays, a glance at my watch, I have over run the time on my parking ticket that worries me, I can?t get to the Car Park to put more money in the meter. So I will get a fine. There is negotiations going on now to give some free spaces for those booked for a treatment, when the fee will be waved. I won?t hold my breath, as I don't think I will ever benefit from it. Lets hope it will come into force soon.

To attend a funeral you can ask how others will dress. These days it is less formal, dress as you would think your exmother in law would like. At the crematorium try talking to family then sit with close family members? Perhaps you could ask your daughters. By your being there will show you care. .

KK. I have tried to att. map of the bombs dropped on East Dulwich. The one spoken about would be on Etherow Street. I lived on that block so I might recall Evelyn aged 82 as I am 83.

I was thinking more of a toilet plunger over his mouth to silence him. Good idea the Bell shocker,and the coal hole trap flap. Sweeny Tod type shute to bake house, can't recomend the pies though. Tazer O.K. but he is still there. Unusual I enjoyed his " Who do you think you are? "

While working in this website all that you see is the written word, or att. Pictures. How often are you engrossed in sending a message or answering one, with the Television going in the background. A certain advert is blasted out by a well known booming person, that distracts you from your computer. How many others would love a button that when pushed would show that person the mid air after the explosion under his seat? Am I the only person to think this.

The Capital Cinema in London Road Forest Hill might be reverting to a Cinema again. Two pictures to remind you of it. The picture of the closed Circle is still as the picture shows complete with years of dust.

I saw this long tower on trolly trailers, it had just turned the bend by the church at the top of Barry Road going towards the Rye. I think it was heading for the Isle of Grain.

I worked in the high Street, a good pub on corner, where I ran coach outings from, to the seaside. Good rail conections fron West Norwood rail station, and bus. Good shopping as well. Brockwell Park is good and Crystal Palace. Not so good the view from uptairs over the Cemetery brick wall, famose people buried there if you fancy a look West Norwood Cemetery: Welcome http://www.westnorwoodcemetery.com/

I would like this. Leslie Sarony - Ain't it Grand to be Blooming Well Dead (1932...

ollie. Try picking what you want from here. http://www.doorsworld.co/c/Bi-Fold_Doors.htm

I put those there. Here is one of todays Peckham Rye Lake.

Leysdown Isle of Sheppey. Good Day out beside the sea. Other sites on route if you want more.

pop it and drop it www.gamehouse.com/download-games/super-pop-drop -

Nice day today thought I might visit a boot fair. Most are so small hardly worth going as there is nothing on the few stalls. I phoned a friend who likes going to boot fairs asked him if there was any. Yes he said I am here now three hundred pitches and car parking still places. I had looked at the stool that our cat sits on and it does look well clawed and the tastles have been torn off time for a replacement. Got there at nine Sunday morning after looking at all the items for sale I found one, white legs green baize upholstery, he wanted ?2 for it I said that I would have difficulty carrying it to my car, I might call back, I did and offered him ?1.50 and got it. Now at home Bobo is sitting on his nice new ( second hand ) stool looking out of the patio window at his pet chickens. I wonder how long this one will . Doesn?t really matter I can always get another.

My mum & dad are Dutch so I speak double Dutch.

Chapter two I crept into the front room, hiding behind the partly closed curtains, with only the thin lace between him and myself, he looked back he was combing his receding hair, black and unkept leaving hairs on the comb he wiped this on his sleeve making a greasy mark. Bending the booklet in half forced it into his jacket pocket. I wonder what had it contained as I did not have time to read it. Would he be back after dark? Could he be hiding in the dark front garden hoping that an other caller would call giving him the opportunity of getting in. I checked on the CCTV but his call had not been recorded, I had not reset it, so it was blank. Of what I remember of him he was very odd, aged about forty five, one arm was longer than the other, the one hanging out from his sleeve had a wrist watch on it but it looked out of place half way up his arm. My dog had hidden under the settee, she must have had an inclination of the terror that was here. She still would not come out even when enticed with a new tin of food. Any years Had I called the numbers 999 or 101, I still cant remember if I did. Was I over reacting, or was I taking a nap and just woken up? Knock Knock came the sound from the front door. I would not open it, or even look as I was under the bed, with the bedspread pulled down. I waited for hubby to come hoying me. He would not get his cooked diner tonight. Chapter three. Lying here face down under the bed, in the dust that had accrued over many months, it was beginning to make me want to cough or sneeze, the chamber pot had been pushed to the back near the wall, although it had been emptied it still had that smell of what it had once contained. I cold not turn over as there not enough height to turn, I dare not slip out and turn face up then get back, thinking about this I might fare no better as my nose would then be in contact with the hessian underside of the bed base, that might make me itch. The bedside clock had a very loud tick, I had not noticed it before, it made the time seem to pass more slowly. There was the sound movement down stairs, can it be my husband as he would normally call out, ? I?m Home ?, who ever it was moved from room to room, if he came upstairs he would have to stand on that loose tread step half way up, I waited?...then that Creak as he came up, the click as the light was turned on, I could see shoes... were they the ones my husband had put on this morning. The bedspread cover was pulled up, a hand rested on the floor it held a package wrapped in newspaper. ? When you come down stairs we can have the Fish and Chips I bought on the way home ?

Chapter two I crept into the front room, hiding behind the partly closed curtains, with only the thin lace between him and myself, he looked back he was combing his receding hair, black and unkept leaving hairs on the comb he wiped this on his sleeve making a greasy mark. Bending the booklet in half forced it into his jacket pocket. I wonder what had it contained as I did not have time to read it. Would he be back after dark? Could he be hiding in the dark front garden hoping that an other caller would call giving him the opportunity of getting in. I checked on the CCTV but his call had not been recorded, I had not reset it, so it was blank. Of what I remember of him he was very odd, aged about forty five, one arm was longer than the other, the one hanging out from his sleeve had a wrist watch on it but it looked out of place half way up his arm. My dog had hidden under the settee, she must have had an inclination of the terror that was here. She still would not come out even when enticed with a new tin of food. Had I called the numbers 999 or 101, I still cant remember if I did. Was I over reacting, or was I taking a nap and just woken up? Knock Knock came the sound from the front door. I would not open it, or even look as I was under the bed, with the bedspread pulled down. I waited for hubby to come home. He would not get his cooked diner tonight.

A name for the new Cinema? "Our Lordship Cinema" Derived from. A house of worship.St.Thomas. The lane in wich it stands Lordship Lane.

If any title should be dropped it should be North Dulwich, there is no North Dulwich area, only the Railway Station.

This would have been the local Odeon cinema. Your parents must have eaten sausages from Kennedy's.