Not So Grumpy Old Men

Visit Mansfield Fire Brigade Museum

Nineteen members of the NSGOM group recently attached blues and twos to their cars and went up to Mansfield to learn about the history of the Nottinghamshire Fire Service. Located at the front of the former Notts Fire Service training school in Mansfield, the site also houses the present Mansfield Fire Station.  The Museum is run by a Trust and relies heavily on volunteers.

The aim of the Trust is to collect and preserve fire service items from as far back as the Great Fire of London but also showing many local items, for example from Thoresby and Welbeck Estates.

Assembling together inside the museum we were given a very informative history of the fire service, which included being shown, a leather bucket and “squirter” used in the 17th century. We then went on a comprehensive tour of the museum seeing fire fighting equipment, uniforms, helmets and various fire engines themselves,

We are lucky to have one of the few such museums in the country on the doorstep and we enjoyed a couple of hours learning so much about the history of the fire service. Huge thanks go to group member Dave Robbins for planning the day and also to volunteers, Richard and Paul, who led the visit and were a fountain of knowledge.

The visit was completed with a meal and drink at the Rushley restaurant in Mansfield, before returning back to Hucknall.

Barrie Saunders

Growing Old Disgracefully and Not so Grumpy Old Men

On Monday 1st June,  the Growing Old Disgracefully ladies group, met up with the Not So Grumpy Old Men’s group at our favourite venue, the John Godber Centre.  The afternoon was dedicated to a Scottish Dance Experience where an exciting, energetic and fun afternoon was had by all. 

Even before we started  ‘tripping the light fantastic,’  there was a real buzz about the room. From dapper gentlemen wearing tartan ties and braces, shirts , waistcoats, trews and tammies to ladies wearing tartan sashes adorned with beautiful celtic broaches and skirts. It was lovely to see them giving a nod to my Scottish heritage. 

Our gathering and dancing to some wonderful old Scottish tunes brought back many memories for me as a PE teacher in Glasgow when I first qualified.  Country dancing for a few weeks was always the prelude to the Christmas parties, when the boys would meet up with the girls in the gym.  However, I have to say our GODS and NSGOM were less shy about taking hands than the lads and lassies were in gym back then!!

Dusted down and heart rate back to normal, we all enjoyed some light refreshments including some traditional cake and biscuits and a blether about how successful and enjoyable the whole ‘ experience ‘ was.  And I have to say every man and women there, undoubtedly lived up to their title ….. GOD and NSGOM.

Thankyou all for a wonderful afternoon, 

Anne

Not So Grumpy Old Men

Not So Grumpy Old Men don the Hi-vis jackets

Many local residents will have watched with interest the steel construction that grew and grew in the Britons Fabricators yard at the junction of Nabbs Lane and Watnall Road. It was eventually revealed to be a new foot/cycle bridge to span the River Trent between Lady Bay and the Colwick Waterside area and by the time you read this, the bridge should be open for use.


The NSGOM were invited to visit Britons site on Watnall Road and spent considerable time with the company MD, Dean Morcom, who explained how the company was formed, how it operates and the many steel fabrications they have produced and installed in the past fifty years. These include many footbridges over motorways, railway lines, rivers, canals and the like. A huge number of motorway gantries, that provide signage and up to date information, have been fabricated in their Hucknall yard alongside more “exotic” projects such as the staging for a Beyonce performance! All the materials they use are sourced in the UK.

We were very impressed by the scale of activities on site, on how forward looking the company is, with apprenticeships etc., and by how much time they were prepared to give to us!

A most worthwhile experience.

Not So Grumpy Old Men

April saw 12 Not So Grumpy Old Men return to channel their inner Botham in an indoor cricket contest.

The rules of engagement were explained (more than once!) to the players, led by Team Captains Ian Murray and Dave Kay. Dave’s team batted first, each player facing the onslaught of 2 overs of exceptional bowling where accuracy, both of length and width, seemed to be unimportant. As wickets started to fall, one player scored 4’s and 6’s and another fell into his own wicket! Ian’s team took to the crease, and one player needed a runner which led to confusion and hilarity when 2 batsmen ended up in the same place.

With the rules now at least partially understood, the teams squared up for a second game. Amongst cries of “‘ow is ‘e” and “leg before wicket” the honours ended even with both captains claiming a game.

Fortunately for the standing of international cricket there were no scouts from the England selectors to identify the raw talent on display. Thanks to John Beharall for organising.

Not so Grumpy Old Men

Treize vieux grincheux jouent à la pétanque.

So we assembled with not a beret or Gauloise between us, (well Tony had a Woodbine!) in the early morning mist at Ravenshead Petanque Club ready to learn the finer points of the game we’ve probably all played on the beach.

On the specially prepared gravel terrain were marked out several pistes or lanes. We played in pairs, each player having three boules. The starting player stands in a small cercle, laid on the ground, feet close together. Indeed this is where the game gets its name from pieds tanqués, “feet planted” (on the ground), a name that eventually evolved into the game’s current name, pétanque. The jack or cochonnet is thrown between four and six metres and the thrower then throws their boule attempting to nestle close by. The opposition then have a turn and if they fail to get closer continue to throw their boules until they are nearest. Then the turn changes. When all twelve boules have been thrown the score is agreed and added to the team score. Mènes, or ends continue until one team has scored thirteen points. Time allowed for all of us to play several completed games. Indeed, the success of the visit could be judged by the fact that the last four had to be dragged from the piste, before they went into overtime.

Thanks need to be accorded to the good folks at Ravenshead Petanque Club for making us so welcome and to our organiser and coach Monsieur Christophe le Garnier.

Bob McEwen