Kneeza
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1/2d coins, Corona and Davenport's lorries, 33, 45 and 78, and Regular and Super...
1/2d coins, Corona and Davenport's lorries, 33, 45 and 78, and Regular and Super...1/2p coins. Alpine pop lorry. 45’s, 33’s. 2, 3 & 4 star petrol.
We only had a black and white TV til right into the mid 70's.I am a bit younger than some on here, turning 60 next week. The 1st house I remember was in Stoke Aldermoor, we had no TV, can't remember how my mum washed clothes but she had a portable mangle in the kitchen and my dad had a scooter to get to work at Massey Fergusons. We moved to Rugby in 67 and my dad got his 1st car, we got a black and white TV, I think my mum got a twin tub washing machine but didn't have a phone. At school we took it in turns to be milk monitor and at the end of the day if any were left over we could drink the warm milk. We joined the Tufty club to learn about road safety.
and the Davenports manHow good was a milk man and pop man. Early days recycling
Yeah I have a milkman. That said in the summer he turns up at 11:30 the night before, so it doesn't last long in the heat overnight!I still get my milk delivered...costs a fucking bomb like...but it's fresh, local, less money in tescos till and less plastic being bundled up and sent to Sri Lanka for "recycling"
My dad wasn't best pleased with John Rolls .We had one just like that (the dolly - nan used it, but didn't look like that). It was eventually replaced with a Rolls Rapide twin-tub. Luxury!
Yes the pay as you go tell's via Collis a local rent buy as you go company.As kids we used to hunt around for glass bottles and take them back to the offie for 1d refund.
I have a vague recollection that our first telly had a pay meter on the side.
Pies at HR with more grissle than meat.
Dad who worked down the pit 6 days a week coming in at 2pm when the pubs closed on a Sunday, straight to bed then up at teatime for his Sunday dinner.
In my 20's having to join a social club in Wales to get a pint on a Sunday.
Hanging around Leamington with mates on a Saturday after the pubs closed at 2-30 and re-opeing at 6.
Sharks Whales split crutch panties went up the cry on a Friday night at the peeping Tom.Seafood man in the social club
I remember the seafood guy in pubs in town Alhambra silver sword Times Square the tuns bug and black bat and I’m sure the parrot and park lane.Seafood man in the social club
Yes absolutely . The older generation get the blame for causing global warming but we also walked bloody miles to school, not driven, got the bus to town, bought fresh fruit and veg free of plastic that was simply poured into an old shopping bag that was reused for years and years, kept the leftovers from Sunday dinner and had them during the week.How good was a milk man and pop man. Early days recycling
I remember in the depths of winter the milk on the doorstep would freeze.I still get my milk delivered...costs a fucking bomb like...but it's fresh, local, less money in tescos till and less plastic being bundled up and sent to Sri Lanka for "recycling"
"Kershaw's"Seafood man in the social club
Often wondered. Where exactly was the Camp?Having a toilet in the back garden would have been a luxury We had to cross the field in middle of the night or use a pot needless to say which 1 chose.Will say we moved into a house in 52 (first home squatted in an old Nissen hut at Stretton) i'd ran up stairs not to use it just to flush it THAT was luxury.
We get our milk delivered, a lot of people round here do.How good was a milk man and pop man. Early days recycling
Not wishing to be picky, Dutch, but isn't that mostly Gosford Street. Far Gosford St doesn't start until Vecqueray Street, surely? (That's on the right just past the tall chimney.)Far Gosford Street in 1967:
Corner of Plott Lane and School Lane.Housing estate there now.From memory think it was used as a POW just before we squatted,again not certain but i think our milkman at the time (Heinz) my have been 1 of the last residents before us.Time plays tricks with the brain.Often wondered. Where exactly was the Camp?
Seafood man in the social club
No, you're mistaken Houch. Far Gosford Street begins where the river passes under the road where a gate in the city wall used to be. Gosford Street ends where Astley's warehouse begins.Not wishing to be picky, Dutch, but isn't that mostly Gosford Street. Far Gosford St doesn't start until Vecqueray Street, surely? (That's on the right just past the tall chimney.)
Having a toilet in the back garden would have been a luxury We had to cross the field in middle of the night or use a pot.
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