Off Topic If you were frerm Byka..........................

You should come down here mate. They either sound like country yokels or the downtown abbey! All coupled with that arrogance you can only find down here.

 

Ha mental. Bet hearing the Queens English oftern is refreshing though

 

It certainly is different. Oxford is in a weird place. It's neither South East, nor is it South West. Get a mix of everyone ha

 

More uni houses than enough, bet there folk from all over the world.

 

Did you like my matchday thread on your board?

Boyer/dyer fighting. I couldnt resist.

 

I very rarely use the Newcastle board mate. I'll pop over for a chuckle!

 

Talking about Monkwearmouth, I used to go to Dame Dorothy street school in the 1960's and walked passed dundas street, and Tennick's shop (who ran coaches for supporters). I also saw 'hatta matta' once she wore wellies and had black pointy glasses if I remember, what about Kitty Cunningham ? she always had a *** balanced on her bottom lip even in her shop ! (her shop was near barclay court on the corner of bridge street) I remember the constant noise from the shipyards at school every day riveting, steel plates being dropped, hammering. Now I have tinnitus !, how quiet that place is now though.

 

Anyone who ever thinks monty is a mag. His post proves otherwise.

****ing hell monty. I remember barclay court. Was rough as ****.

 

Even in those days you were

 

Off course i was.

 

Barclay Court near the bridge?

 

I spent most of my leisure time at Seaburn in the 1950's and early 60's. It used to be a wonderful place to visit, the Seaburn Hotel, Popular Cafe, Notarrianis (we spent a lot of time here drinking hot orange).The fairground was a big attraction in those days, it was always busy. Ice cream, candy floss, shell fish, all sold from little chalets on the front. The Seaburn Hall used to be a great venue, Cat's Night Out with Billy Carr and his wonderful orchestra. So many wonderful memories...








I was born in 1983

 

Was. Got pulled down years ago.

 

There's a b&b there called Barclay Court that's choc full of asylum seekers.

 

I'm sure theyll have a spare room when Comm comes over to visit

 

Well it's not that far from his mams.
She might still have a spare bedroom.

 

With his tan, not only will his mum probably not recognise him, border security will think he's an asylum seeker anyway and turf him in there whether he likes it or not

 

If its the one I think you are talking about , it used to be three of four flats with regular families in there in the early fifties Im talking about one of my school mates from Thomas St infants used to live on the ground floor, this was when Barclay Court was just plain old Barclay Street.

This brings back some great memories Monty, most of the then Sunderland team used to get into Tennicks on a monday afternoon, rationing had something to do with it at least that was the rumour in the washouses

 

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