Rationing
Rationing
Anyone on here old enough to remember rationing. I remember when sweets came of rationing in about 1948, I stood in a long queue in Frederick street for ages and when it became my turn to be served all they had left were Pontefract Cakes (liquorice). I got a clip round the earhole for not getting there sooner. I remember when there was a tatie shortage about the same time, the shops would only sell you seven pounds per household. I went and got some then when I got home my mother made me take my glasses off; combed my hair diferently and put a diferent gansey (jumper) on me, the shop were not fooled but I think they gave me another seven pounds for sheer nerve.
Ooooooh, I loved Pontefract Cakes, can you still get them?
Rationing was a tiny bit before my time and sorry to get away from this topic slightly, but I remember buying tokens (they looked like coloured coins) from the Co-op (CWS) which you would wrap up in tiny bits of paper, place them in the neck of your empty milk bottles on your doorstep and, hey presto, fresh milk came next day. Magic.
Rationing was a tiny bit before my time and sorry to get away from this topic slightly, but I remember buying tokens (they looked like coloured coins) from the Co-op (CWS) which you would wrap up in tiny bits of paper, place them in the neck of your empty milk bottles on your doorstep and, hey presto, fresh milk came next day. Magic.
Sandy
When sweets came off the ration after WWII, a tidal wave of South Shields children, including Baldy, besieged the shops. I was a bit of a ponce in those days, and wouldn't demean myself. I could wait. The government swiftly put them back on the ration again. I thus learned a valuable lesson and have crammed myself with goodies ever since.
When my Dad came home from war service and POW camp, the local sweetshop owner wouldn't serve him because he wasn't a regular customer.
Jerry
When my Dad came home from war service and POW camp, the local sweetshop owner wouldn't serve him because he wasn't a regular customer.
Jerry
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Myrna think I'm "at it" with everyone. Even next door neighbour who's 88 if she's a day.
I say to Myrna "It not my fault that they put Mrs Wilberforce on female
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Myrna think I'm "at it" with everyone. Even next door neighbour who's 88 if she's a day.
I say to Myrna "It not my fault that they put Mrs Wilberforce on female
equivalent of Viagra. I cant stop her blowing kisses at me."
Not a pretty sight (especially when she not have her teeth in)
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