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2 hours ago, carosio said:

You might recall the 1920s Bullnose Morris that often travelled along Langsett Rd  in the 60s/70s, think the reg was W 62.

 

Yes, it was W62 and I remember the Bullnose well; I think the owner lived on Dixon Road. The W62 number was actually older than the car, as it would have been issued in the early 1900s, while the open-top  Bullnose dated from c. 1920. I often wonder what happened to the car.

 

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1 hour ago, Dreb48 said:

Happy days, hillsboro 

 I often tell tales of car spotting in the 50s to anyone that’ll listen.

 

Yes, they were happy days indeed, Dreb48. My dad had an RAC handbook that gave the allocations of the various letters, and car spotting gave my brother and me something to do on coach trips to the seaside etc.  We even had copies of the I-Spy "Cars" book and would rejoice if we spotted a rarity such as an Armstrong-Siddeley, scoring lots of points!

 

 

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22 minutes ago, carosio said:

Even on Langsett Road near Hillsboro they could be infrequent. We had a game called "4 Wheels"  (hide and seek) where several would go and hide down entries, behind walls etc and the person that was "on" could only start to seek when a vehicle with 4 wheels was spotted passing by at the bottom of the Grammar St.

I grew up around Catcliffe and Brinsworth in the 50s and I could go out on my bike on Sunday for an hour or more and never see a car. Lol

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3 minutes ago, Ontarian1981 said:

I grew up around Catcliffe and Brinsworth in the 50s and I could go out on my bike on Sunday for an hour or more and never see a car. Lol

I’ve got a photo. of the family standing beside our first car outside our house. It’s looking down our road and there’s not another car to be seen.

We lived on a through road but we could play uninterrupted games of football on our road for hours.

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2 minutes ago, Dreb48 said:

I’ve got a photo. of the family standing beside our first car outside our house. It’s looking down our road and there’s not another car to be seen.

We lived on a through road but we could play uninterrupted games of football on our road for hours.

My grandad used to drive the local doctor to his home calls on weekday afternoons.Grandad was a miner who worked regular nights and learned to drive in the army. The car was the doctor's of course, grandad never owned a car of his own his entire life.

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Hillsbro mentions the ISpy books that were the essential accompaniment to the arduous trip to the coast that seemed to take forever. 

I Spy at the Seaside , my favourite, but was generally extremely disappointed not to find an albatross or, a one legged seaman which reduced my chance of being  Big Chief I Spy to zero.

We were in the AA rather than RAC and had the beautiful chrome badge gleaming on the radiator. The sheer joy of being saluted by a passing AA patrolman is something that’s sadly missing from the modern day motoring experience 

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2 hours ago, Dreb48 said:

Hillsbro mentions the ISpy books that were the essential accompaniment to the arduous trip to the coast that seemed to take forever. 

I Spy at the Seaside , my favourite, but was generally extremely disappointed not to find an albatross or, a one legged seaman which reduced my chance of being  Big Chief I Spy to zero.

We were in the AA rather than RAC and had the beautiful chrome badge gleaming on the radiator. The sheer joy of being saluted by a passing AA patrolman is something that’s sadly missing from the modern day motoring experience 

Don't know about a one legged seaman but I. was really disappointed when I found out the seaside at Cleethorpes wasn't even the sea.I even asked my mam what country that was that you could faintly see from the beach.😣

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10 hours ago, carosio said:

On Bin Day, you could hear clanging of bin lids a mile off, always woke everyone up early in the morning, there was no double glazing in those days.

 

In our yard, there was, outside every back door, a bin on its concrete stand and the binman would run in, throw off the lid, hoist it onto his shoulder (protected with a leather saddle) and run off to the lorry at the end of the street and tip in the contents, (half of which could be fire ash) then return the bin to its stand. Due to complaints over the racket the Council supplied a type of rubber lid, possibly after 1970.

 

The coalman also had a very physical job; he would hoist a full 1 cwt sack of coal onto his shoulder, walk with it a fair distance from his lorry, then tip it straight down the outside coal grate. Many couldn't do this type of job.  A friend tried the binman's job and only lasted a week. Nearly killed him.

 

 

 This was filmed in 1969. Lol

 

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