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  • He had such a job to pull em up that he called em Daisy Roots
    My gardening blog: In Spades, last update 30th April 2018.
    Chrysanthemum notes page here.

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    • Lived in a council flat

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      • Originally posted by Florence Fennel View Post
        Did it lose it's flavour on the bedpost overnight then Greenleaves?
        You do realise how many people will be singing this now Flo

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        • Originally posted by Florence Fennel View Post
          When you're old enough to remember riding on the tram in Sheffield and I don't mean the Supertram! All that talk of buses, destination changing and conducting has brought sweet memories, thank you!
          If it made you smile Flo, worth every word written in this thread

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          • Originally posted by Florence Fennel View Post
            When you're old enough to remember riding on the tram in Sheffield and I don't mean the Supertram! All that talk of buses, destination changing and conducting has brought sweet memories, thank you!
            You certainly got me beat on that one Flo. They'd all gone and been ripped up by the time I arrived. All I remember of them is the token bit of track they left exposed at the end of The Moor. Blackpool was where the trams were at for me I do remember standing in the middle bit of the bendy-busses though

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            • We had Trolley buses that clanked and sparked whenever there was a junction of the overhead wires.
              Happy days!!

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              • I remember riding buses with wooden bench seats, we never had trams so obviously one of the younsters on here

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                • I had to travel 16 miles to my school in Birmingham and almost always had to stand all the way because the bus was full. The only compensation was the smell of Cadburys chocolate when we passed the Bournville factory. The key was for his secure box or to open the cover to the device that changed the busses number. Often the conductor would pretend to be changing the number but actually having a pee into the used ticket slot.
                  photo album of my garden in my profile http://www.growfruitandveg.co.uk/gra...my+garden.html

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                  • Bet he was a gardener, Bill

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                    • Originally posted by Greenleaves View Post
                      I remember riding buses with wooden bench seats, we never had trams so obviously one of the younsters on here
                      Like this perhaps?

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                      • Ouch should have seen that comming.

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                        • Don't worry GL - you're still younger than I am I remember them discovering the wheel

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                          • You're only old when you lose your humour, so that makes us mere kids

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                            • I'm in my 4th childhood....at least

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                              • Originally posted by veggiechicken View Post
                                Don't worry GL - you're still younger than I am I remember them discovering the wheel
                                Yes but in wales that wasn't until 1958.
                                photo album of my garden in my profile http://www.growfruitandveg.co.uk/gra...my+garden.html

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