[QUOTE=shytalk;59961]Another from the same poet. Thanks to Ernie on Sailors Home forum for the original posting. dry.gif Another one from Charlie Hobson. I was brought up in the thirties When things where really rough We walked around in parish boots And were fed on suet duff. Consumption it was rampant, in lots of family homes, And for the want of daily milk, There was rickets in our bones. ...
My first job in 1965 was with Bradshaw &Sons, a builder in Buttermere St., which ran from behind The Pavillion in Lodge Lane, and came out at the top of Upper Parliament St. A neighbour/sometime acquaintance of the same age started at the same time.He was placed with Jack Condon ( we never made the obvious puns as they weren't called condoms back then, not by us at any rate). Jack looked a bit like an ageing spiv, a ladies man, but mild mannered, I got Fred Fryer, a permanently furious, ...