Carlisle

#4
i did my basic there in the mid-fifties and have happy memories of a compliant and athletic lass from Carr's biscuit factory and good, strong, cheap beer from the state brewery. Mind you the town centre pubs were frightful. No standing at the bar, buy your beer from a GPO type opening. No games. no singing, no treating. Further you got out from the centre the less stupid it became but typical octopus state. Natiuonalised in WWi to stop munitions workers blowing themselves up but hung onto like grim death fifty years on. Entertainment on saturday - Teds vs Chunkies.
 

Grumblegrunt

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#8
it is the kind of place visited once
 
#9
i did my basic there in the mid-fifties and have happy memories of a compliant and athletic lass from Carr's biscuit factory and good, strong, cheap beer from the state brewery. Mind you the town centre pubs were frightful. No standing at the bar, buy your beer from a GPO type opening. No games. no singing, no treating. Further you got out from the centre the less stupid it became but typical octopus state. Natiuonalised in WWi to stop munitions workers blowing themselves up but hung onto like grim death fifty years on. Entertainment on saturday - Teds vs Chunkies.
Didn't actually end until 1973

The Brewery in Caldewgate was bought by Theakstons at the end of State Ownership (now student accommodation I think), I remember the smell of the place like it was yesterday and it closed quarter of a century ago.

Presumably you did basic at Hadrian's Camp?
 
#10
i did my basic there in the mid-fifties and have happy memories of a compliant and athletic lass from Carr's biscuit factory and good, strong, cheap beer from the state brewery. Mind you the town centre pubs were frightful. No standing at the bar, buy your beer from a GPO type opening. No games. no singing, no treating. Further you got out from the centre the less stupid it became but typical octopus state. Natiuonalised in WWi to stop munitions workers blowing themselves up but hung onto like grim death fifty years on. Entertainment on saturday - Teds vs Chunkies.
The State Management Scheme was introduced to try and cut down on boozing amongst munition and construction workers at the Gretna powder factory. A large percentage were Oirish. I was in Carlisle when it finished in about 1973 and not many were sad to see it go.
 
#11
Didn't actually end until 1973

The Brewery in Caldewgate was bought by Theakstons at the end of State Ownership (now student accommodation I think), I remember the smell of the place like it was yesterday and it closed quarter of a century ago.

Presumably you did basic at Hadrian's Camp?
Indeed I did, 60th Training Regt RAC; basic for NHS Household Cavalry and armoured car regiments - but was commissioned into the Tanks (avoiding Catterick thank God). Theakstons bought it before they themselves were taken over, if I remember rightly. Good, cheap ale though when state-run.
 

Drivers_lag

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#12
Didn't actually end until 1973

The Brewery in Caldewgate was bought by Theakstons at the end of State Ownership (now student accommodation I think), I remember the smell of the place like it was yesterday and it closed quarter of a century ago.

Presumably you did basic at Hadrian's Camp?
Council beer you say?

I've always wanted a beer tap in my house.
 
#13
The State Management Scheme was introduced to try and cut down on boozing amongst munition and construction workers at the Gretna powder factory. A large percentage were Oirish. I was in Carlisle when it finished in about 1973 and not many were sad to see it go.
Gretna was a massive complex and the danger from drunken idiots was huge. Understandable that they closed all but one of the breweries but typical that once the state had its sticky hands on it they wouldn't let go. Make drinking as miserable (and pricey) as possible for the lower classes has always been the motto of our legislators who themselves can down subsidised booze at all hours in the Commons' bars. Wasn't there another town with similar state pubs - Rosyth ?
 
#16
The only mildly amusing story I know about the place is someone I know was a copper there and every other week they would round up the tramps/drunks after they'd got their giro or summit and then throw them into a van and drop them off in Dumfrieshire to cause mayhem only for the other plod to return the favour the following week.
 

AlienFTM

MIA
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#17
Me mother spent the whole of my life alone until she died, apart from a year when I was 10 and The Company allowed her (and me) to join my father overseas, then he died. She was dead hard my mother.

We used to holiday with her friends in Brampton, just along the A69 from Carlisle.

I was vaguely aware that she had once had a brother in The War.

Every time we visited Brampton, she'd trog off on some pilgrimage to Carlisle Cathedral and I got dragged along. Then when I was about 13, on this pilgrimage, her eyes filled up with tears. There was a coffee shop in a store just over the road and the green from the cathedral. We went in. I eventually got from her what was wrong. All these years she'd come to look at the Book of Remembrance for The Border Regiment. (I would learn years later that Uncle Jack had been wounded up the Irrawaddy, then bayoneted in his hospital bed during a Jap counter-attack.)

Apparently on this day, the Border Regiment Book of Remembrance was open on Uncle Jack's page. She never went back.

But Carlisle in general did nowt for me.
 
#18
'Quartered Safe Out Here' by McDonald Fraser (of Flashman fame) based on his own time with the Border Regiment in Burma and one of the best books about soldiering I've read. The regiment did well at Arnhem too. One of the characters in the book is a huge Cumberland farmer and wrestler called Grandarse. Add another 'r' and I'm sure the longer-serving members of this site could nominate one of us to proudly carry on the title; either by virtue of barge sized buttocks or being a complete tit. As suggester I claim immunity from both.
 

AlienFTM

MIA
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#19
'Quartered Safe Out Here' by McDonald Fraser (of Flashman fame) based on his own time with the Border Regiment in Burma and one of the best books about soldiering I've read. The regiment did well at Arnhem too. One of the characters in the book is a huge Cumberland farmer and wrestler called Grandarse. Add another 'r' and I'm sure the longer-serving members of this site could nominate one of us to proudly carry on the title; either by virtue of barge sized buttocks or being a complete tit. As suggester I claim immunity from both.
Different battalion. GMF was iirc 7 Bn. Uncle Jack was 2. Sadly about the first hope I had dashed when I read it.
 

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