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another Annie. If I can reassure you that the items I stated are facts, can I elaborate further? I remember that at the outbreak of war in 1939. your home at 85 was a grocers shop called Fletchers, the entrance door was on the corner, the glass window faced Landcroft Road. Then looking from the shop you would have seen a pair of houses facing Goodrich Road on the corner, these were in the process of being rebuilt as flats, but the war halted that they stayed in a state of dereliction all through the war with a red brick addition at the back and flat roof, the site started of being surrounded by a fence made from scaffold boards stood upright making the enclosure about twelve feet high, this was I think one of the Tilt Estate Agents buildings, any building rubbish would no doubt be carted to Dawson?s Hill their dump. There was a large red Post Box on that corner, I remember posting all our letters in that, one strange thing about that box was that the letter box opening was not facing the pavement, it faced more down the hill and onto the road. Looking towards the Church you would only be able to see part of the back end with windows, we used to go to Sunday School in the basement. I remember that when they removed the iron railings from the front of the Church they left those at the side as there was a slope and steps going down. One of the lads nearly got electrocuted, the trams passed the front, running on a pair of steel rails, the electricity was obtained from a slit in between the rails, a thing they called a plough was dragged along hanging down in this, it picked up the power to move the tram, one of the lads decided to take one of the iron bars from the pile of broken fencing and drop it down the slit, there was an almighty red and blue flash, and we all ran like hell, the trams did not run again for some time, when the workmen came and opened one of the maintenance manholes that were every fifty foot along the road. The street lights in Lordship Lane were a lamppost each side of the road with a wire between the light suspended over the middle of the road, these were cleaned by a man who had a handle inserted into a ratchet that wound the lamp from the middle of the road to the post then it descended to the cleaner. The lamp post used to be on the corner of Goodrich Road outside the other sweet shop called Merton's, it had a very wide base made of cast iron with two projecting rods one either side these were for the cleaner to rest his ladder against to climb, and had been gaslight, but altered later. There was paving slabs along as the pavement, outside your side wall was an inspection cover for the GPO to work on their Cables, we used to watch them joining the coloured wires. Years later there was a Radio Rentals service called British Relay Television by a wire, and every house had these black wires nailed to the front of their houses, at each house they made a little cover to connect that house, if anyone refused to have it as my dad did, they pushed it through the GPO underground pipes bypassing that house. In my teenage years we used to sit on the step of Merton's shop in the evening, there was a radio serial called Dick Barton Special Agent, in each episode, the gang would be left in a tricky situation, so it meant getting out of that and into another one, we had listened to that evenings episode and, we would go from one to another making up our own versions. Strange how on the spur of the moment you had to get that person out of the situation, ours were more comical than theirs. One went like this the gang were left in a deep pit with no way out. A snake slithered over the edge spitting with it fangs, it dropped onto the ground to be killed by blows from a stick, when it had became hard as rigormortis had set, it was propped up to the side and they used it to climb out. I also remember that one evening one of the lads told us of the radio saying of finding of Belsen Horror Camp where thousands of people had died, one of the lads commented he was glad he would never see anything like that. We were shocked and all agreed. Fate then took control of my destiny, for four years from that date having been called up for the army, I was in fact sleeping in the very buildings that those Guards had used while guarding those prisoners, these were brick built not the wooden ones in the Prison Compound, there were still very many displaced persons in another compound all dressed in ragged clothes or army uniforms that had been dyed other colours, they stayed there as they had nowhere to go, there homes had been destroyed, or they just did not want to go back, they had no money to travel anyway. I went once to the old camp that had been bulldozed down and burnt, the sensation was as if I had gone deaf the way your ear goes pop, as all sound stopped even the birds became silent, and the nearby noise from the Autobahn and Railway ceased. I never went back again.
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I dont like it here much they are all old people, and the Warden tried to stop me teaching them this song. Retirement sing along to the tune of: 'My Favourite Things' You remember: the tune from 'The Sound of Music' Rennies and nose drops and needles for knitting, Zimmers and handrails and new dental fittings, Bundles of magazines tied up in string, These are a few of my favourite things. Cadillacs, cataracts, hearing aids, glasses, Polident, Fixodent, false teeth in glasses, Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings, These are a few of my favourite things. When the pipes leak, When the bones creak, I simply remember my favourite things, And then I don't feel so bad. Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions, No spicy meals or food cooked with onions, Bathrobes and heating pads, hot meals they bring, These are a few of my favourite things. Back pains, confused brains and no fear of sinning, Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinning, More of the pleasures maturity brings- When we remember our favourite things. When the joints ache, when the hips break, When the eyes grow dim, I simply remember the great life I've had, And then I don't feel... so bad.
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The Story of Shorty at Tesco Dear Mrs.London, Over the past six months, your husband, Mr Shorty London has been causing quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this type of behaviour and have considered banning your entire family from shopping in any of our stores nationwide. We have documented all incidents on our video surveillance equipment. Three of our workers are attending counselling from the trouble your husband has caused. All complaints against Mr London have been compiled and are listed below: Memo: re - Mr Shorty London Complaints - Things Mr Shorty London has done while his Carer was shopping in our store: June 22: Took 18 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's trolley's when they weren't looking. July 4: Set all the alarm clocks in household department to go off at 5 minute intervals. July 9: Made a trail of tomato ketchup on the floor leading to the toilets. July 21: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official tone, 'Code 5' in fruit and veg..... and then watched what happened. September 14: Moved a ' CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. September 17: Set up a tent in the camping department and told other shoppers he' d invite them in for a cup of tea if they would bring pillows from the bedding department. September 29: When a shelf stacker asks if they can help him, he begins to cry and demands, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' October 31: Looked right into the security camera; used it as a mirror, and picked his nose in a disgusting fashion. December 2: Darted around the store suspiciously loudly humming the ' Mission Impossible' theme tune. December 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed, yelled ' Pick me! Pick me!' December 23: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumes the foetal position and screams, 'NO! NO! It's those voices again!' And; last, but not least! December 24: Went into a fitting room in the clothing department, shut the door and waited awhile; then, yelled, very loudly, 'There is no toilet paper in here!' We have impounded his Zimmer with a Zimmer clamp in the Customers Car Park. Mr London pleads insanity.
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I used to always take my dog to the pub nobody objected, except one day a man came in and stood beside me at the bar he asked if my dog bites I said No, he stroked it and he turned on him, he said I asked you if your dog bites you said No, thats not my dog he is still in the toilet waiting for someone to lift him up to wash his paws, I call him Lifter he will wait next for someone to lift him up to air dry his paws, then put money in the vending machine.
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MAAM. I am computedshorty, no other here, but must admit I am on the other WDF & NHF sites as are others using different names, personally I chose to use another name on each a I get confused with many. Only Daisey ever deducted who I am. I have to inform you that I am no longer residing at Lordship Lane,I have been moved but do not expect to be here long. God Bless.
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dawsons heights built on roman burial ground
computedshorty replied to betsy555's topic in General ED Issues / Gossip
Dawson's Heights blocks of flats was built to Council standard for the Council as housing stock. I have personal memories of Dawsons Hill a natural clay hill on a very steep gradient, sloping from Overhill Road to Dunstan's Road. The only building on the lower part at Dunstan's Road was a small block of flats. There was a rough road leading onto a row of about ten pre-war terraced houses some way back from Overhill Road, behind these were some twenty lock up garages, then an opening leading to the green rough hillside. Here the workmen employed by the Estate Agents dumped the rubbish for many years, we used to use anything large enough to sit on slid down the hill One of the local Estate Agents who had at a later date their Estate sales Office facing Peckham Rye, near Brunton & Williams Printing Factory. This agent who lived in Overhill Road , her house is still there it can be picked out as it is a square white building completely out of character nearly facing the now called Dawson's Heights. The site was never developed as it was too steep for services to gain access, everybody used it as a local open space, I used it from about 1938 myself. There was a Police Building built near entrance in Overhill Road, and my brother in law lived facing it, where we were always calling there, giving us plenty of time to use the hill. Personally I think it unlikely that it would have been used as a Bronze Age burial site, as the buried bodies would after years become dislodged and exposed from the unstable clay steep hillside. The mention of moving excavated materials from the railway is not a thing that would be considered as the transport in those day would be mostly Horse drawn, it would be a hard task to transport the spoil to the top of a hill, it could become unstable end cause a landslide. The back alleyway Donkey Passage from Goodrich Road has only gained that name a short while ago. There is a hill that was called Furze Hill a green open area behind Horniman?s Park now built on and is called Westwood Park an estate of houses. I could recall memories told to me of the Zeppelin Airship that was kept there the securing rings were visible there until the development. I would be interested in any personal recollections of Dawson's Hill. -
A senior citizen said to his eighty-year old buddy: 'So I hear you're getting married?' 'Yep!' 'Do I know her?' 'Nope!' 'This woman, is she good looking?' 'Not really.' 'Is she a good cook?' 'Naw, she can't cook too well.' 'Does she have lots of money?' 'Nope! Poor as a church mouse.' 'Well, then, is she good in bed?' 'I don't know.' 'Why in the world do you want to marry her then?' 'Because she can still drive!'
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Supplementary question. What other words fit this pattern. GENE GAMMA Gala Grammar
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places you haven't lived from first to last
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Next EDF Drinks - Tonight - 8th Jan - at The Lodge
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V1 & V2 Bombs dropped on Lordship Lane.
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