the good old shops

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Topic Originator: Esther
Post Date April 18, 2005 @ 5:49 AM
 the good old shops
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April 18, 2005 @ 5:49 AM Reply  |  Email  |  Print  |  Top

I can remember standing in The Maypole shop in my home town.  I was not really tall enough for the top of the counter but I could see what was going on.  The shop assistant cut off a portion of butter with two wooden butter pats and then weighed it and patted it into shape.  She then wrapped it carefully and jotted the price down on a folded back piece of the wrapping paper.  Bacon was cut on the bacon slicer.  You chose the piece of bacon you wanted slicing and then were asked for the thickness of the cut you wanted.  The bacon was placed on the machine and pressed firmly up against the slicer. The machine then whirled backwards and forwards slicing the slices and the assistant placed each slice in turn on the greaseproof paper until you had enough slices.  She then wrapped the slices into a neat little package.  The sugar had to be weighed into a nice blue bag using a scoop.
While you were standing their waiting for all this to happen you could look at the tiled walls, which had picture tiles inset into them.  I can't remember what the pictures were but I think the words MAYPOLE were quite prominent

Editor's note: Do you remember the Maypole?  What about those other good old shops?  The bakers, the seed shop, the ironmongers and the wool shop?  Have you a memory you could share with others?
The post office, the village shop.  See also THAT STREET for shop items.

March 24, 2006 @ 8:31 PM Reply  |  Email  |  Print  |  Top

What about "Fosters" in the high street, I remember my first pair of long trousers "grey flannel's" brought from Fosters in the high st. I aged about 5 years when I put them "long trousers at last" by the way I was about 13 at the time.
Ed: Yes I remember Fosters now you say.  Also Burtons on the other side of the High Street, where you could have a suit madeup.  It felt like going into a chapel when you walked in there with ushers coming towards you.