General Chat

people, places fing's and wotevaaa. playing the spoons..... yours?

Babs Windsor. top go on get out of my pub!!!!!!!

Me granmuvver. Well, technically she was a cockney, b within sound of Bow Bells so I am told (tolled?) but came to NZ with her parents and bro when just a toddler.

Mile End Road

Story- Husband's g.grandparents, sat in their flat eating the sausage and mash during the Blitz, both mutton (& jeff) deaf as posts. FiL and MiL say, come on, quickly to the shelter, the bombs are coming - to which Grandad replied.... Oh - I fawt there was something wrong - me bleedin bangers keep jumpin off the plate..... They stayed up in the top flat, and would not go down to the shelter. They died within two days of each other, and loved each other dearly...

thanks for your memories Sally. jellied eels old time music halls, petticoat lane

William IV pub over the road, Tolers garage behind, traffic lights outside, traffic all night,trams, the smell of wet roads on a grey day, utility furniture, blocks of salt and sugar, wrapped in air-force blue type paper, ration books, identity cards, National dried milk, oxydol soap powder, glycerine bar soap for washing, washing soda, tin bath on back of house, downstairs loo, cold water to stone sink, cooking range, bombed out houses, iron tie bars on our place, stone water bottles....and yes, I'm nearly 60, but it sounds like Victorian tmes, doesn't it.....

Pie and mash Lambeth Walk Knees up Mother Brown Bread Pudding Roast Beef

Chas and Dave! C x

Arthur Daley, Commercial rd the bad boy Kray twins.

Just had pie mash & stewed eels.....lovely

Never liked the eels Rosi - it was the bony bits that did for me....liked the mash and liquor though....

St Paul's, Trafalgar Square, routemaster buses, Elf Garnett - yer silly moo !! Del Boy, Arfur Daley. Maz. XX