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Mr Pig

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My mother worked in Capocci's chip shop/cafe on a Saturday and she used to give me free Knickerbocker-glorys when I went in! :0)

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Bigger than this one though and with Capocci ice cream which to this day is the best ice cream for miles :0)
 

jimboalee

New Member
Location
Solihull
threebikesmcginty said:
Tomato trifle doesn't sound very appealing!
Must be a Solihull thing...

Oh, sorry.

I thought he said 'Pizza'.
 
ASDA and LiDL stock tins of fruit cocktail fruit salad (must be fruit cocktail cos it's got cherries in). Try the local Co-op, they seem (to me) to stock things that other shops stopped selling a decade ago (bear in mind that I'm in the Lincoln area ... ).
 
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dellzeqq

dellzeqq

pre-talced and mighty
Location
SW2
knickerbocker glories! There was a place in Battersea High Street up until five years ago that did Italian food straight out of 1961 - with knickerbocker glories as the top desert!

http://www.thisiskent.co.uk/herneba...-Fountain/article-1084388-detail/article.html all is not peace and love in the sweetie world...

Uncle Mort said:
Try Aldi Dell. I wear a false moustache and spectacles when I go there to stock up on stuffed olives and smoked salmon.
I adore Aldi - the tins of herring in tomato sauce are fab!
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
threebikesmcginty said:
Terry's Neapolitans - tiny chocs individually wrapped.
A very sad day indeed when they stopped making them...

They are no more? I haven't looked for them for ages, but didn't realise... I used to like them we sometimes got a box at Christmas....

Do you still get selection boxes shaped like stockings with mesh on the front? I never really welcomed a selection box because they always had a snickers and curleywurly in, neither of which I liked. But I thought it might be a humorous retro joke to get one for nephew Oli for Xmas - he's far too little to eat that much chocolate, so I'd have to help him....:smile:
 
My first full time job was in a bank in London. I used to get a 25p luncheon voucher each day from them (my extortionate banking bonus) but I used to take in my own packed lunch (OK my mums own packed lunch).

I used to save up the luncheon vouchers and take a girl out to a Berni Inn where you could buy a bottle of Black Tower wine as you where having a meal (I was about 16 at the time). This has a dual role of impressing the Girl and getting past first base.

I would of course pay for the meal up at the bar with my inch thick pile of vouchers when she had nipped off to the loo.
 
Glass Lucazade bottles with orange cellophane around it.
Walnut whips with two nuts – one on top and one inside.
High Waister trousers from Mr Buyrite.
Brutus Gold Jeans.
Recording the charts on my tape recorder.
TV shutting down at about 11.30 at night and jumping up quick to switch it off before the National Anthem came on.
 

Mr Pig

New Member
I was not happy when they decided to make Walnut Whips in a mould instead of piping the chocolate, they didn't break apart properly when you eat them.

Wasn't it great when the TV went blank each night? I liked that. It was like a universal message saying that day time was over, it was now night, and night time was different. You could go to bed, read, draw or have a party but you were in a different world from the daytime one where people watch TV.
 
Johnnie Helms - Cartoonist Baz

I can't recall seeing anyone mention on here that sadly Johnnie Helms died last week, in his 80s. He was the BAZ in Cycling magazine for many years and a personal friend of our family & in our cycling club, so I knew him since childhood. Johnnie also used to illustrate for the Rambler magazines & other publications. I even got him to draw a cartoon for safety where I worked once.
 
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dellzeqq

dellzeqq

pre-talced and mighty
Location
SW2
Over The Hill said:
My first full time job was in a bank in London. I used to get a 25p luncheon voucher each day from them (my extortionate banking bonus) but I used to take in my own packed lunch (OK my mums own packed lunch).

I used to save up the luncheon vouchers and take a girl out to a Berni Inn where you could buy a bottle of Black Tower wine as you where having a meal (I was about 16 at the time). This has a dual role of impressing the Girl and getting past first base.

I would of course pay for the meal up at the bar with my inch thick pile of vouchers when she had nipped off to the loo.
you are the 13th Duke of Whybourne and I claim my five pounds!

I once knew a chap called Leo. He was a retired safecracker. He blew a safe one night, only to discover that it contained naught but....luncheon vouchers. So, never one to let disappointment get the better of him, he took the vouchers, and, the next Sunday, went out in to the countryside (we're probably talking Hainault, here), found a smart restaurant ordered a swanky meal, bought drinks for everybody in range and tucked in. The manager engaged him in conversation. Leo who was always impeccably dressed, but obviously from the East End, enjoyed the interest. Eventually the manager asked him if he was a gangster. Leo confessed. 'They call me the Luncheon Voucher Kid'. And then he produced a roll of them...
 
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