Mr. J, Mr. R and Mr. R - A troika from Ammerudsletta cooperatives


Mr. J, Mr. R and I grew up up in the same housing cooperative. Ammerudsletta Cooperative A/L. We all moved in when the cooperative was brand new. Around nineteen sixty, as the blocks were finished.

As you see we are two Mr. R's. Because I am the one (or the other) Mr. R, and I am the one writing, I will refer to myself as "I" or "me". This is to avoid any confusion. Photo: Unknown.


My first memory of "the housing cooperative" was an expedition down to the lawn between number thirty-tree and thirty-five. This was before anyone at all had begun to think that one could throw some Grass out onto the "nimble clay." Here I was stuck in a clay mound. The rubber boots just sucked stuck in the mud, and there I stood. Five years and without any present to rescue me. There was nothing else to do than to rise out of the boots and dig them out by hand. This will at least say by hand. I came home with a rubber boot in each hand and blue clay from head to toe. How I was received, I can not remember, but suppose enthusiasm was not standing up to the ceiling that day. Photo: Åsmund Lindal/Oslo byarkiv.

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Ammerudsletta Housing Cooperative was the world's navel...


Anyway, Ammerud Sletta Housing Cooperative was the world's navel in some years. Here one could put on the skis by the stairs and start exploring the snowy lawns, after a while run the fields between Grorud and Ammerud. And even after a while explore Lillomarka. Skiing and not least sled ride, to Lilloseter where the money we had gotten with just sufficient to buy a blackcurrant toddy (solbærtoddi) or broth (buljong). It lacked nothing. And winters we always had snow at the time. Enough to go skiing, and enough tobogganing. And grit cars drove fortunately not every day. Not what I can remember anyway.
In summer we advanced rapidly from lying in a tent in the field behind number thirty five, below "Hagstrom Guitar Factory", or on one of the lawns, to adopt the forest (marka). Both Lillomarka and eventually North Marka. Photo: Unknown.


"Guitar factory": This barn building at Grorud Hagstrøm Music rented from September 1946. After the conversion of the premises for approximately 70,000 NOK the production could start in May 1947. In connection with the 25th anniversary of Hagstrøm in Oslo in 1953, the Swedish personnel newspaper «Stämman" wrote that the factory until then had delivered 25,000 stringed instrument, mainly guitars, but also some ukuleles, mandolins and basses . In 1953 there were 23 employees and annual production was approximately 5000 instrument. Factory at Grorud existed for 15 years and it became produced over 60,000 guitars and other stringed instruments. Spring 1962 the production was decided closed because of ".. unfavorable competitive conditions with other countries and the declining interest in the kind of guitar that we were able to fabricate ..." and in March 1963 it was definitely the end. Photo: Own/Vorhagen ("Camping on the field below the Guitar factory")

In the beginning was "the cooperative" the only blocks on Ammerud, but eventually was the four highrises, with "cheerful Shapes" on the end wall, built.
I would think that we were good to harass the caretaker. "Ompa" we called him, and it is obvious that we mastered this activity. What else did we have to do?
Then came atrium houses, "banana block", "S-block" and the small high-rise building of only 8 floors on the top, and laying "almost" at the parking lot to the Lilloseter Way.


At the grocery store "AMAT A/S", they sold most of what we needed, but it was not free that we many a time annoy us over owner that we thought was "a joker". At Grorud center had the "clothing and haberdashery", "Shirts and blouses" and "hardware", photographer and sports shop and much more. Once they had the largest model car track for electric model cars there. It was under center and before the dancing restaurant "El Separero", or as it was originally called, "El Sombrero" came. Photo: Unknown.

... on the road to and from school...


In the underpass out of the center it was common bells on both blocks. Here it was mandatory to push both on the road to and from school. This was a ritual and this for sure enjoyed all the residents very much. Photo: E Rude/Oslo Museum

At the crossroad between Trondhjemsveien and Grorudveien there was a candy store and toy shop (for this was along the school road). It was baker, where we bought a big bag of yesterday's cakes for fifty øre and, not least, a hairdresser. He could his hairstyle - Pigg Cut!
This was before Grorud center came. Barber shop later moved over to the center.
It was always fun when someone was forced into his chair. The day after should everyone feel the "gramophone staples" in back of the head of the new cut boy, who had to suffer through the first day after the barber visit with shame and embarrassment. The only consolation was that in a couple of days it was someone else's neck that should be "touch and felt on" or give "the dregs" "splinter in the finger."

Located in among all the blocks...

Nordre Ammerud Gård

Northern Ammerud farm located in among all the blocks on Ammerud. The entire yard with 10 buildings are preserved, which is rare in Oslo. The three oldest buildings in the yard is the washhouse, the cowshed and the storehouse, all from the beginning of the 1800s.
The courtyard is listed as worthy of preservation and included in conservation plan for Aker farms. (

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