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Message: Emoticon Listing HTML Help	[quote]This was taken from a report in the Ripley and Heanor 19th Feb 1965 by J.W. Pearce Notable characters In those days no town or village was without its notorious characters. Heanor had a few. One for instance was a Fred Housley, the cattle drover. With his weather beaten face and cap on one side, his farmer’s smock and walking stick, it would be interesting to know how much boot leather he wore in his walk from Heanor to Derby and back. He distributed the cattle brought from Derby to the butcher’s slaughterhouses; for in those days butcher’s slaughtered their own cattle with a pick axe a rather cruel method. It has been known many times for a beast to turn wild on the smell of the slaughterhouse and charge and make a mad dash round the town. People would scatter in all directions until the animal was brought under control again. There were also characters who did not like work but more or less lived on their wits. Still they made up the community and caused much amusement. There was Sambo Sutton, “Tag Hill bred strong in the arm but weak in the head. He would roar like a lion and make the town shake, but he got married then went off like a rake” He was always in trouble with the police, and when the 1914 war started he was called up for the forces. I saw him sitting on a grassy bank round Shipley in his khaki uniform. He was smarter dressed than I had ever seen him before. I noticed he had no socks I said “Where’s your socks Sam?” He replied, “They’re in my pocket I can’t wear them I have never worn any in my life and it’s too late now to start”. Tay Barks and John James were in their day very amusing characters. One was always trying to get out with the other. Many stories were told of their witty saying's I remember one. A man met Tay on Derby Road and he said “Am I on the right way to the station Tay?” His reply was “who told you my name was Tay” The man said “I guessed it” Well guess your way to the station,” was Tay’s retort. He had a crafty way of getting treated to a glass of beer in a pub by kneeling and putting his hands together and giving a prayer, blessing everybody who was good to him. [/quote]
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This was taken from a report in the Ripley and Heanor 19th Feb 1965 by J.W. Pearce

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In those days no town or village was without its notorious characters. Heanor had a few. One for instance was a Fred Housley, the cattle drover. With his weather beaten face and cap on one side, his farmer’s smock and walking stick, it would be interesting to know how much boot leather he wore in his walk from Heanor to Derby and back. He distributed the cattle brought from Derby to the butcher’s slaughterhouses; for in those days butcher’s slaughtered their own cattle with a pick axe a rather cruel method. It has been known many times for a beast to turn wild on the smell of the slaughterhouse and charge and make a mad dash round the town. People would scatter in all directions until the animal was brought under control again. There were also characters who did not like work but more or less lived on their wits. Still they made up the community and caused much amusement.
There was Sambo Sutton, “Tag Hill bred strong in the arm but weak in the head. He would roar like a lion and make the town shake, but he got married then went off like a rake” He was always in trouble with the police, and when the 1914 war started he was called up for the forces. I saw him sitting on a grassy bank round Shipley in his khaki uniform. He was smarter dressed than I had ever seen him before. I noticed he had no socks I said “Where’s your socks Sam?” He replied, “They’re in my pocket I can’t wear them I have never worn any in my life and it’s too late now to start”.
Tay Barks and John James were in their day very amusing characters. One was always trying to get out with the other. Many stories were told of their witty saying's I remember one. A man met Tay on Derby Road and he said “Am I on the right way to the station Tay?” His reply was “who told you my name was Tay” The man said “I guessed it” Well guess your way to the station,” was Tay’s retort. He had a crafty way of getting treated to a glass of beer in a pub by kneeling and putting his hands together and giving a prayer, blessing everybody who was good to him.

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