Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

Jack Black Jack Black - Thank you Jack. I guess my eyesight is failing, because I think you look great as well as everyone who also participated. There is no doubt that I would be a regular at the “Stalls.” Especially if you’re bringing fish and chips.:D

Good Afternoon Guardians.

Breakfast of Champions.
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Jack Black Jack Black - Thank you Jack. I guess my eyesight is failing, because I think you look great as well as everyone who also participated. There is no doubt that I would be a regular at the “Stalls.” Especially if you’re bringing fish and chips.:D

Good Afternoon Guardians.

Breakfast of Champions.
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Thanks Harvey, I'm due an eye-test myself my friend ;) You'd fit in well, it's a good company there, and I shall miss them over the weeks to come. There were only 3 of us on Thursday, as many of the older fellers did well to stay away :( :thumbsup: That looks wonderful, your Lambsfoot too! :) :D Superb pic :thumbsup:
 
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Fantastic pictures everyone!!!

Here is a post war era Wostenholm Lambsfoot sitting on an interesting movie brochure from 1944. If you zoom in, you can read the "Gaumont British News" clips along with "Australians in Action".
My Dad used to talk about the war news clips that were shown during movies throughout WWII.

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Nice-looking IXL Lambsfoot pal, and a great photo with that vintage programme :) When I was a kid, every reasonable-sized town had a Gaumont cinema, and I think the company still exist :thumbsup:

Here is the Sheffield Gaumont in the 1960's, I saw so many films here over the years :)

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You perhaps remember this building my friend, though it looks somewhat different today?

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It was built on the site of Joseph Rodgers Norfolk Works, and we visited the site to see this plaque, which I'm sure you will remember :) :thumbsup:

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Thanks Harvey, I'm due an eye-test myself my friend ;) You'd fit in well, it's a good company there, and I shall miss them over the weeks to come. There were only 3 of us on Thursday, as many of the older fellers did well to stay away :( :thumbsup: That looks wonderful, your Lambsfoot too! :) :D Superb pic :thumbsp:
Thank you Jack. Here’s to the future.


Here is a post war era Wostenholm Lambsfoot sitting on an interesting movie brochure from 1944. If you zoom in, you can read the "Gaumont British News" clips along with "Australians in Action".
My Dad used to talk about the war news clips that were shown during movies throughout WWII.
That’s a fine 1-XL Lamb Foot. I started looking up the story of the Anzacs. Here’s a salute to their awesome history.
 
Thank you Jack. Here’s to the future.



That’s a fine 1-XL Lamb Foot. I started looking up the story of the Anzacs. Here’s a salute to their awesome history.

Yes indeed Harvey :thumbsup:

Brave men :thumbsup: An interesting film Harvey. My dad's uncle was a tank driver during the Battles of Tobruk and Al-Alamein, mentioned in the film.

In terms of the fighting in Syria and Lebanon, I would highly recommend England's Last War Against France by Colin Smith.
 
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Nice-looking IXL Lambsfoot pal, and a great photo with that vintage programme :) When I was a kid, every reasonable-sized town had a Gaumont cinema, and I think the company still exist :thumbsup:

Here is the Sheffield Gaumont in the 1960's, I saw so many films here over the years :)

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You perhaps remember this building my friend, though it looks somewhat different today?

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It was built on the site of Joseph Rodgers Norfolk Works, and we visited the site to see this plaque, which I'm sure you will remember :) :thumbsup:

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Gaumont still exist and both produce movies and owns theaters. When I was a kid, for christmas we would go to the Palace, Place Clichy, then the biggest theater in the world with 6000places. Somedays, the queue would spread all along the bridge over the Parisian Cemetary.
There was a huge organ and many attractions before the movie show, clowns, illusionists, etc.
It was on my daily way home from high school and I saw most of the great American shows, Ben Hur, the Ten Commandments and... Joe Cocker in Mad dogs & Englishmen. Sadly it was destroyed in 1973 and left place to an hotel...
I loved this place, also famous for the not distant Alpine-renault sportscar garage preparing the Le Mans cars.
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Gaumont still exist and both produce movies and owns theaters. When I was a kid, for christmas we would go to the Palace, Place Clichy, then the biggest theater in the world with 6000places. Somedays, the queue would spread all along the bridge over the Parisian Cemetary.
There was a huge organ and many attractions before the movie show, clowns, illusionists, etc.
It was on my daily way home from high school and I saw most of the great American shows, Ben Hur, the Ten Commandments and... Joe Cocker in Mad dogs & Englishmen. Sadly it was destroyed in 1973 and left place to an hotel...
I loved this place, also famous for the not distant Alpine-renault sportscar garage preparing the Le Mans cars.
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Happy memories Alain :) That's a huge theatre! :eek: When I was a kid, there was a small cinema just up the road from where we lived. Our neighbour worked there, and would let us in for free, but we couldn't go right at the beginning of the film (my father was a real cheap-skate)! They repeated the film, so we'd see it, just not in order! :eek: Obviously, this was very confusing for a pre-school kid :rolleyes: The Ten Commandments wasn't so bad as I knew the story, but I hadn't a clue what Ben Hur was about - hour after hour, my dad kept promising me that I'd be rewarded by a fantastic chariot race eventually o_O

Fixed a good sammich for lunch...

Great sammich and Lambsfoot John! :D :thumbsup:
 
Authentic Yorkshire-Sheffield accent :D


Great advert isn't it and about the funniest one for an age. :D:thumbsup:

Thanks for thinking of me! I’m still alive, kicking, and lambsfoot totin’!

Well, I am pleased to say after my latest EDC Rotation my Hartshead is with ma a lot lately - still has a wee bit of s Stout pull- I dont mind this as I usually pinch it open anyway- its not the thinnest blade in the World- but a Blade you don't want to mess with with gorgeous Stag- I simply LOVE this Knife!

Good to see you both back chaps. :thumbsup:

Here’s a peaceful place.

That's a nice video Harvey. I must be mad 'cos I actually prefer this one...



Fantastic pictures everyone!!!

Here is a post war era Wostenholm Lambsfoot sitting on an interesting movie brochure from 1944. If you zoom in, you can read the "Gaumont British News" clips along with "Australians in Action".
My Dad used to talk about the war news clips that were shown during movies throughout WWII.

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What a cracking looking knife. Great find. :thumbsup:
If you like old news reels are you aware of this?
https://www.britishpathe.com/


Fixed a good sammich for lunch...

Looks like it's been guillotined! :)

donn donn - Beautiful Cathedrals.

Thanks Harvey. I'll post more pictures as I said to Jack I would, and I know some other folk like seeing them.
 
That's my kind of breakfast, Harvey. :D:thumbsup:
Great minds, etc., John.:D Classic ham&cheese on rye.

Thank you Jack. I wonder if your Great Uncle ever shared any stories. I bet they’d be good ones.
Wonderful double histories of the the cinema on the Joseph Rodgers Norfolk Works site.

donn donn - I must also be mad, David, because I too, enjoy weather videos,
 
Aye he is. But doesn't he sound proper! :D

To be fair, he IS proper :D I don't know about today, but 25 years ago, he still used to drink with his old mates in Sheffield. He's pals with the brother of a mate of mine, and they were all having a drink in a pub at Darnall in Sheffield, when SB remembered he'd left something in my mate's brothers car. He got the car-keys off him to go and fetch it. Meanwhile, my mate is walking up the road, sees his brothers car, sees someone inside who isn't his brother (he was apparently looking in the glove-box), and runs up like a maniac, screaming and shouting, and banging on the windscreen. SB was absolutely terrified as he didn't know who the lunatic was, and they're probably still ribbing him about it today :D

Oh but there's this recent one. Which is pretty chuckle worthy to.

Funny advert :D I remember having coffee bags in the 70's though :rolleyes: I bought some Taylor's ones six months ago, as I thought they might be OK to take out hiking, but they're rubbish! o_O :rolleyes:

Good day, Guardians. Got this old thing with me today.
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Quite beautiful, and looking even better with some use Matt :) :thumbsup:

Thank you Jack. I wonder if your Great Uncle ever shared any stories. I bet they’d be good ones.
Wonderful double histories of the the cinema on the Joseph Rodgers Norfolk Works site.

Like most of his generation, he didn't talk about it much, and I actually know more about the different tank battles he was in from my father, who together with his younger brother, used to 'track' him during the war. He did once tell me a little about Tobruck specifically, and about his time in the North Africa though. He signed up in the Queen's Bays, a cavalry regiment, as a boy soldier, and went right through the war, Dunkirk, Tobruck, Al-Alamein, Monte Casino, and probably a lot of battles I've never heard of. He was blown up three times, crawling out from the belly of the tank through the dead bodies of his comrades. He spent some time with Americans towards the end of the war, and had a lot of respect and affection for the boys he met. A small man of only about 5ft 2", he never married, and the rest of his life was very dull. He used to tell me that he and his comrades had been promised 'A land fit for heroes'. He spent his last 20 years living in a small council flat, (apartment is not the correct translation), not much bigger than a prison-cell, and when he died of cancer, his life-savings were just enough to pay for his funeral :( :thumbsup:
 
To be fair, he IS proper :D I don't know about today, but 25 years ago, he still used to drink with his old mates in Sheffield. He's pals with the brother of a mate of mine, and they were all having a drink in a pub at Darnall in Sheffield, when SB remembered he'd left something in my mate's brothers car. He got the car-keys off him to go and fetch it. Meanwhile, my mate is walking up the road, sees his brothers car, sees someone inside who isn't his brother (he was apparently looking in the glove-box), and runs up like a maniac, screaming and shouting, and banging on the windscreen. SB was absolutely terrified as he didn't know who the lunatic was, and they're probably still ribbing him about it today :D

LOL! Funny story! That's when he'd of been in 'Sharp' I reckon.

Funny advert :D I remember having coffee bags in the 70's though :rolleyes:

Ahhh so they had thought of them before. It's just that the young up and coming marketing graduate fresh out of uni' hadn't yet been born when they did. :D


Like most of his generation, he didn't talk about it much, and I actually know more about the different tank battles he was in from my father, who together with his younger brother, used to 'track' him during the war. He did once tell me a little about Tobruck specifically, and about his time in the North Africa though. He signed up in the Queen's Bays, a cavalry regiment, as a boy soldier, and went right through the war, Dunkirk, Tobruck, Al-Alamein, Monte Casino, and probably a lot of battles I've never heard of. He was blown up three times, crawling out from the belly of the tank through the dead bodies of his comrades. He spent some time with Americans towards the end of the war, and had a lot of respect and affection for the boys he met. A small man of only about 5ft 2", he never married, and the rest of his life was very dull. He used to tell me that he and his comrades had been promised 'A land fit for heroes'. He spent his last 20 years living in a small council flat, (apartment is not the correct translation), not much bigger than a prison-cell, and when he died of cancer, his life-savings were just enough to pay for his funeral :( :thumbsup:

That however is not a funny story. It's disgusting how the UK government treats it's war veterans and it's been going on for as long as we've had a standing army. :mad::rolleyes:
He sounds like a very courageous man and yet from the stories I was told by the old soldiers I knew, not unusual or unique. :eek:
 
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