I was a choir boy and a scout and one of the Woodcraft Folk too.I was a choir boy
He didn't like being called 'Stick' so we stuck with Douglas. It was more wedgy-ing than whittling to be quite honest.Did you do a lot of stick whittling?
Yeah, same here. Got paid for weddings.The 53rd Cubs Berkswell
Choirboy St Johns Berkswell
Half a Crown for weddings, not to be sniffed at.
The hut is still there I believe, it's at the back of my in-laws house. I think Partridge Croft is off Gayer street which is the other side of Proffit ave to Dudley street.Anybody in the scouts as a kid? For a while I was in the Coventry 7th troop. Our scout hall was in Partridge Croft off Dudley Street. Most of us kids were from the Bell Green area and used to turn up Thursday nights pay our subs and have great fun playing the most terrifying games. This was an urban troop and as far as I can remember we never camped, polished our woggles or got badges for tying knots. The hall was great for indoor British Bulldog and there was a Downs Syndrome guy there who would squeeze the last breath out of you if he caught you and we were all petrified of him. It took the scoutmaster to yell at him to let go before you passed out (happy days). The 7th had a great marching band and joining this meant trips all over including a bands competition in Battersea Park, Lord Mayor's Banquet, the Coventry Carnival and even an appearance in Hello Dolly at the Belgrade. I seem to remember our drum major was a bloke called Paul who could hurl the mace high into the sky and I never once saw him drop it - he did this on the front of the stage at the Belgrade much to the consternation of the front rows. The Cov 7th was a bugle and snare drum band - very loud and a good number in it - ahh the smell of brasso and duraglit, the spit in the mouthpiece, the ground shaking as we let loose all the drums.
The scouts began to be seen as 'uncool' and a middle class thing but this was never going to be the case with this troop as we were a bunch of street urchins who for one night a week got a bit of discipline, had fun and gained some confidence. If any of my scoutmasters/troop leaders are still alive, I salute you all sirs for the time you gave up for us rag tag bunch. Don't know if kids go these days - tried to see on street view whether my old scout hall had gone but couldn't quite make it out.
My father in law was a leader down there for years but passed away earlier this year. I’m sure you’ll have known him.The 53rd Cubs Berkswell
Choirboy St Johns Berkswell
Half a Crown for weddings, not to be sniffed at.
Yes you're right Johnny, was trying to retrace my steps from my old house. Amazed that it's still there. It had quite a large field to the rear where we used to do band practice. Definite lookup on my nostalgia trip.The hut is still there I believe, it's at the back of my in-laws house. I think Partridge Croft is off Gayer street which is the other side of Proffit ave to Dudley street.
I went to cub scouts. Used to like it, but on one session there was a really big live international game on TV on at the same time and loads didn't turn up to scouts and the next week the leader went absolutely ape shit at us and I mean literally bawling and yelling.
We'd be talking mid to late sixties.My father in law was a leader down there for years but passed away earlier this year. I’m sure you’ll have known him.
Lol was his name but yes that was him. His dad did it before him tooWe'd be talking mid to late sixties.
The guy I actually remember was a chap called Mr Teague (Mick)I think.
Do you mean lol or lol?Lol was his name but yes that was him. His dad did it before him too
Lived on Duggins lane and used to cycle down.Lol was his name but yes that was him. His dad did it before him too
Showing your age there Wingy.Lived on Duggins lane and used to cycle down.
All the Sea Cadet units were attached to a Royal Navy ship, ours was HMS Argonaut, which had some connection to Coventry.I actually wished I had learned some good knots as I'm pretty crap at tying things on the roof rack etc. Would like to know that lorry driver's knot that self tightens but can be released with a quick pull. Always resort to those ratchet straps - seem a bit overkill sometimes.
Did the HMS Argonaut sail the Coventry Canal?
Gang show at the Coventry Theatre I seem to remember.
Another game we played entailed the hall being strewn with chairs and benches some forming a wall to wall barrier. Each person then had a timed run to retrieve a bunch of keys from the opposite end of the hall. This was done in complete darkness with the opposing team hurling bean bags at where they thought you were. You crawled in absolute silence towards your goal but had to shout out if you had been hit and then it was the next person's turn. Can't imagine this kind of thing being allowed now but it was great fun and somehow we never ended up in A & E.
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