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Good morning, it’s a damp dismal start to the day and cold at 4 degrees, when does it start getting warmer? It’s a blooming long winter. Only back from holiday a few days and I’m already down by a few pounds in weight which is encouraging, I’m going to try stay off alcohol for a while, it’s 5 weeks until our cruise I’m hoping to lose a good amount of weight by then so I can put it all back again. 😂 Have a good day everyone, let us know what’s happening in your world.

Apologies @True Magpie I normally feature this topic, having just got back from holiday I forgot, I even forgot to vote but I would have voted for Whittaker.

This is the game I remember when I think of Mick Walker.

The supporters club are selling the flag that gets surfed over the crowd in the kop, apparently it’s been damaged by a lighter so fire damaged, whoever buys it has to sign an agreement not to take it to any football ground. Bids start at £100.

When you said the chairman won’t have far to look I was checking managers from all the local clubs, Chesterfield, Burton, Matlock etc. I never thought of from within the club.

Got it Matt Hamshaw, hope you get your wish @super_ram

Is he currently a manager with a local club?

As kids we used to play on a waste ground which was known locally as “bomdowsers” it wasn’t until years later I realised it was actually “bombed houses” most of a row of terraced houses just round the corner from us had been bombed, when the Germans were targeting the oil refinery on the banks of the Trent. This was before I was born but the rubble was still there in the 50s. We used to play football on the wasteland and a goal was drawn on the wall of the remaining house, so we were thumping the ball against the wall continually, you can imagine how this sounded in the house and “pyjama man” would come out and chase us off, as kids we didn’t realise but he probably worked nights and was trying to sleep during the day. Every Sunday an old man who was our neighbour used to sing hymns at the top of his voice as he listened to Songs of Praise on the radio. The girls on the street used to play skipping and the skipping rope would stretch across the road, it would be lowered on the rare occasion a car drove down the street. The rag and bone man would visit the street regularly on his horse and cart shouting “rag bone”. Anyone lucky enough to have a garden would collect the horse manure to put on their rhubarb (I prefer custard old joke). I remember Forest winning the cup and my dad took me to see the open top bus drive down Arkwright Street, I’d be 7 he put me on his shoulders so I could see over the crowd. A year or so later I went to my first match at Notts I can’t remember who we played but I went with an older friend of my brother, from then on I was Notts till I die.

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You’ve got me baffled @super_ram you’ll have to give us another clue, unless @Robbie has any idea.

@super_ram Warnock?

Will the Derby fans take to a former Forest manager?

I’m going to listen to the match on radio Nottingham too, it’s too cold for me to attend, I’ll be glad when the weather warms up so I can go again, sitting motionless in the cold is not good for me.

I think that’s a great idea, can you imagine the tension at that match?

It certainly was @Robbie I’ve said on here before I used to live in a terraced 2 up 2 down rented house just off Meadow Lane I used to pass the ground on the way to school, we had no central heating or bathroom the toilet was outside in the yard, me and my two brothers had a bucket for night time pees. The tin bath was hung on the wall outside in the yard. If we wanted a bath we had to fill the tin bath with hot water from kettles and have a bath in front of the fire in the living room. Or go to the Portland public baths. Heating was by coal fire, frost used to form on the inside of the sash windows. Dad was a postman working long hours, mam had two jobs. We never had a car, neither did anyone else on our cobbled street, life was a struggle for mam and dad bringing up three boys with very little money. Any food we had was pretty basic, going to a restaurant was unheard of, fresh veg and meat usually beef which was cheap, chicken was eaten on Christmas Day only, chips were cooked in lard on the stove. Bottles of pop were only drank as a treat at Christmas. My parents and Grandparents would be amazed at the advances we’ve made since then, when I see people wasting food in restaurants, kids demanding things etc., I think how lucky they are to live in todays world.

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As long as they don’t want Stuart Maynard.

Morning all, cold and damp here. It’s matchday let’s hope Notts can get a win and go second in the league. COME ON YOU PIES!

This will amuse some of our older members. Eating in the 50s Pasta was not commonly eaten. Curry was a surname. A takeaway was a mathematical problem. A pizza was associated with a leaning tower. Crisps were plain; the only choice we had was whether to add salt or not. Rice was only served as a milk pudding. A raincoat was what we wore when it rained. Brown bread was considerd food only for the poor. Oil was for lubricating; fat was for cooking. Tea was brewed in a teapot using tea leaves, and green tea was unheard of. Sugar was highly regarded, considered "white gold," and cubed sugar was seen as luxurious. Fish didn’t have fingers. Eating raw fish was seen as poverty, not sushi. None of us had ever heard of yogurt. Healthy food consisted of anything edible. People who didn’t peel potatoes were viewed as lazy. Indian restaurants existed only in India. Cooking outdoors was called camping. Seaweed was not recognized as food. "Kebab" wasn’t even a word, let alone a type of food. Prunes were considered medicinal. Surprisingly, muesli was available, but it was called cattle feed. Water came straight from the tap; if someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than petrol, they would have been laughed at! And the things we never, ever had on our table in the 50s and 60s: elbows or phones. Credit Goes To The Respective Owner

We played some great football under Mick both as Youth Coach, when he brought some great players through the system and later as manager when he took over from Neil Warnock.