Happy memories when a visit to Lisle Street in Soho during the 60s bought lasting 'pleasure'
Sure - but, as discussed, it was the home-brewing (of something which one could then actually use) was the primary attrraction of Amateur Radio for me, and probably most others back then.There isn't such a need these days, as there once was. There is so much more you can just buy off the shelf and cheaper.
Same here. In the late 70's I not only designed and built a Z80-based computer, but wrote an 'operating system', 'word processor', 'spreadsheet' and various other things for it, directly in Z80 machine code (none of the sissy 'assembler' stuff - and all within the constraint that anything I wrote had to fit in 8 kB of memory! (and I still have that (massive) machine - photos may follow ).1. I was an early builder and writer of software for various systems, long before you could buy a home computer ready made. That was a really fun, entertaining time and right on the edge...
Indeed. Tottenham Court Road and Lisle Street were my 'second home' back then. I got to know Sid Proops quite well - and my first spell (of a few 'spells'!) at uni was (starting in '67) 'just around the corner', so I felt very much 'at home'.Happy memories when a visit to Lisle Street in Soho during the 60s bought lasting 'pleasure'
12/6d a time. Size of a 1 gallon oil canA couple of Wireless Set No 46
Nostalgia
UCL, in Gower Street, parallel to and about 100 yards from Tot. Court Road (67-70, after which I 'moved elsewhere ).Where was that, I was at City 66 - 71 on a 'thin sandwich'
There used to be a trainee nurses hostel in Bedford Square just next to you - but the least said about that the better )UCL, in Gower Street, parallel to and about 100 yards from Tot. Court Road (67-70, after which I 'moved elsewhere ).
Kind Regards, John
In my day, there was a female-only uni Hall of Residence (with Gestapo on the door, dealing with any male visitors!) which, if I recall correctly, was in Bedford Place/Square or thereabouts.There used to be a trainee nurses hostel in Bedford Place just next to you - but the least said about that the better )
It's scraping the very distant dusty depths of my memory, but that sounds like a pretty familiar sort of story.Yep, the doorstep was as far as I ever managed to get !! My original halls was in Bunhill Row just up from Moorgate Station. It was a "mixed" hall, in more ways than one. One Saturday night the fire alarms went off and we had to evacuate the building. The head count was around 150% of residency !!!
Same here. In the late 70's I not only designed and built a Z80-based computer,
There was a medical school and nurse's home in London which were located at opposite ends of the same building, with corridors spanning the two on all floors. There were doors between the two which were meant to be locked (certainly at night),but I'm not sure that (m)any of them ever were. Even if they had all been locked, there was, as per your example, a (not very!) 'secret' route between the two in the form of an underground 'service tunnel', accessible from both parts of the building!This invokes memories of a nurse's home and the "secret" way in when the door was locked for the night..
Back then, many such places had fairly strictly policed "signing in and out" systems, and any student nurse who appeared to have been 'out all night' could be 'in deep trouble with Matron'! Don't forget that we are talking about (just) the time when anyone under 21 was a 'minor', which meant that the PTB felt responsibility for the welfare of their (usually under-21) student nurses - but I do remember some of the older nurses moaning that, since they were 'adults', such restriction on their activities was ridiculous!Did the Sister know about this "secret" route and turn a blind eye to it ? I think she did. After all it would be better if the nurses were safe in the home than locked out until the morning.
The REA was sat at that collage, and also others in North Wales, when I lived in Suffolk it was hard to find a venue to take course and exam, but in North Wales it was easy, the demise of the RAE resulted in less new blood in North Wales, it was harder to find some where to do the exams, the radio clubs did from time to time run the courses, but where as when my son and I did the RAE it was run every year and needed around 10 weeks of night class, today it can take years to get the full licence, I remember a friend a Rumanian ham wanting to get a British licence and it was such a pain going through each stage, he knew the work, to point he could have taught it, and would have been so easy in the days of the RAE.
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