Things you never see any more No.361

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biggs682

Itching to get back on my bike's
Location
Northamptonshire
a pay rise or pat on the back from the boss
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
We still have them out selling the Watchtower in Welling pubs on a Friday night too. Welling is not really the place I'd go up to someone at 10pm in a pub and say "Have you found God yet?"


Errr.. Isn't that Jehovah's Witnesses? I'm not sure the Sally Army do that sort of thing.
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
Ah yes - I haven't seen that since about 30 years ago!

(I always wondered if they slipped the landlord a few quid or just pushed their luck?)

The chap that had the fish round that tookin the Royal Park pub in Leeds used to sell cold fried fish and keep a few of the old style five pence pieces in the folds of his ear to dish out as part of the change.
 

deptfordmarmoset

Full time tea drinker
Location
Armonmy Way
The words in small print:whistle:
 

AnythingButVanilla

Über Member
Location
London
My wife's parents still have the one they used for her when she was a baby.
We dug it out their loft to use as a second pram for our little one, and we'll probably use it for his brother or sister when he / she arrives in November :biggrin:

My mum had one for each of us, bottle green for my brother, navy for my sister and no idea what I had. They're lovely to push, if heavy and unwieldy, and you can fit a sh*tload of shopping in the bottom of them without worrying about them tipping over. They were all bought second hand and cost nowhere near what they do now. I think my brother's one was about £30 off my gran's neighbour.
 

theclaud

Openly Marxist
Location
Swansea
Woops sorry! I hadn't thought further explanation would have been necessary, I even anglicised it from the more commom 'Ingin Johnie'. This was the name given to the door to door onion sellers who came from Brittany every summer wearing their traditional blue berets and pushing their heavy bikes laden with strings of onions hanging from the handlebars. They got as far north as northern Scotland, so I would think they would also have been a common sight further south.:smile:
Obviously they set up a distribution centre to cycle out from every day, but I don't know any details.

We have them in The Mumbles...
 
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