Well, you rascal. It cannot be for coal. Lovely story of your memories - Thanks.
heh what about this one - can you name them in under 3 seconds??
moving on moving on - wakey wakey sleepy heads!!
I’ve called this Spitties Lament!
I’m a big fan of Elvis.
I would always recognise him.
Gummy Bear do you ever sleep?
in between naps!!
WAAAAY too late answering the question re the ‘door in the wall’ question,but soddit…t’was for coal deliveries,chaps/chappettes. Cart pulls up alongside wall,sack emptied into chute,coalman doesn’t have to tread muck through the house,nor stagger along under low ceilings with a cwt of coal on his shoulder.
[one’s Auntie Ella had the same thing in her house in North Shields,]
Oh…and this is the front of my tee-shirt,as designed by MOI.
http://i67.tinypic.com/2znoi1u.jpg
It’s obvious what’s going on by here. The door is for the owner’s pet giraffe, and the girls are using two different methods of getting up high enough to stroke said giraffe.
One is learning to jump up high for intermittent giraffe stroking whilst the other is learning how to stand on wobbly bricks to enable sustained stroking at height.
The little door actually looks ferzackerly like a small door I sometimes pass in an alleyway near here. It contains a gas meter and valve, but is set at ground level.
I suspect there is a gas valve for the houses, or possibly for the street lights.
The door is obviously too high for a coal chute, or larder delivery door or ice cupboard, and anyway the house isn’t posh enough for the latter two.
Some houses wuld have groceries delivered through a purpose buils door about that size and could then be accessed from the inside of the house through a similar internal door in the larder.
Ice cupboards were blind cupboards from the outside. They would be filled with ice in summer, and food would be stored in a cupboard on the inside which was kept cool by the ice just the other side of a partition.
It was meat for posh people so deliveries were all done from the outside without the need for trades-persons to enter said house.
Get thee all to my bar!!!
Good News awaits.
SNOT too high for a coal chute,coz the coal’s on a wagon!
I have looked for a pic - I can’t find one.
I thought coal went into a coal hole - But what do I know:confused:
well I don’t know either so I’ll have to contact the owner - he away on shore leave at the moment!! - but leave it with me - I will not fail yuz all - our kids!
how bloody true!!
Pug how are you old son.
Coal makes sense, I’ll buy that, my regards to your Auntie Ella.
When did you make a dilli gaf? and why are you advertising it? it would not go down well with the court, off to the torture room for you my friend, Dilli Dilli.
I have very few problems thank God, and if i had i wouldn’t bother anyone else with them, i’m one who suffers in silence, as the man said we all have our cross to bear.
I have a grand picture of kids playing chasing years ago, I’ll find it later and show you, found it on a forum all about old Dublin town, would you believe there was a photo on it of Phyllis and me walking down O’Connel Street taken by a street photographer back in 1962, and no I’m not showing that one, she won’t allow it, something about her hair not being right, nothing wrong with her hair, it’s her brain that ain’t right.
At the moment I’m taking an 2003 iMac apart, I am under orders to get rid of it “When are ya goin’ to dump that oul thing out?” you know what I mean, once that starts it’s time to shift it.
It’s the one with all the works located in the ball at the base, the action on the swivel screen is terrific and i want to use it on a modern monitor, it’s great fun ripping the thing apart using hammers, saws, chisels, several types of screwdrivers, and bad language. I only want the chrome swivel bar, the rest of it will be going in the bin bit by bit.
sounds very technical to me Jem - I’d talk to Pugsy about that.
Yep but I do understand your sentimentality - all my works are located in my ball at the base [only got one unfortunately] and I’d have to walk very funny without it! and I wouldn’t want to lose me swivel action - not when there’s blondes walkin by!
well why didn’t ya say it was chrome first up - mines copper and it’s very good for me migraines!
I remember one time when my boss was away on holidays, it was his policy to employ some people with physical handicaps and when he was away it was my job to interview them. On Monday morning a girl came in from the agency, she was very nice, her only handicap was that one arm was slightly shorter than the other, nothing more than that.
She seemed to fit the bill and I said she had the job, just as she stood up to go, Mary the other office girl, came in and I introduced her to the new girl, Mary smiled and shook her hand then said “By the way how’s your shorthand” Boom Boom!
That’s specially for your office Spitty, roll on opening day.
I think this is a smashing picture, full of life and action, and probably taken with an old box camera, look at all the muck and germs on them kids and yet it helped build up a tough immune system, the measles, mumps, chicken pox, colds and flu were all a doddle to kids like that back then, today the measles is very serious with children.
Jem you need to translate the signage on the top of the alleyway it’s in ‘oirish’!!
My Bubble has been busy today, I have never been more on the level, it won’t be long now, Spitty will soon be open for business.