Ged, thank you so much. As soon as I saw the photo I burst into tears. I remembered it at once. My father was manager there.
When he was young and before he got 'called up' during the war, he started dating my mother. When he was on fire watch at night and had to be on the roof of EH Jones and watch for sparks or any kind of fire falling on the building (paint and fire, not good!) my mother who was 19 went and fire watched with him. When you think what they went through in those days! My mother still lives in Liverpool.
Again, thanks for the memories Ged.