Re: Food in the 50's
Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 10:21 am
Just noticed this topic now.
Memories
The sight of my father in his old RAF jacket growing vegetables in the back garden. My grandparent's long back garden that had every time of fruit imaginable and the crab apple jelly made by my grandmother from one of several varieties of apple trees in the garden. We used this as you would with jam. I haven't seen it since she died aged 93 in 1976.
Going around the garden path time and time again on my treasured tricycle, much to the annoyance of our pet Alsatian.
Listening to the Archers in the evening and the omnibus edition on a Sunday morning.
Lying in the bath on a Sunday evening listening to the Top 20 on Radio Luxembourg on a little Perdio transistor radio.
Five Boys chocolate bars? There used to be a machine that had them for 2½d on the landing stage at New Brighton ferry.
Fry's green marzipan bars? They were like the chocolate cream bars but with a different filling.
Cadbury's Creme Eggs were out around the same time. My primary school (1953-1960) used to enter an essay competition run by Cadbury's and everyone received a Creme Egg.
Duncan's Walnut Whip. A conical swirl of chocolate with a walnut in the base and on top of the cone.
Penny Arrows. A chewy sweet that came in strips about ¾" wide x about 4" long. They started in spearmint and then, wait for it, a new flavour came out, banana.
Jubblys. When you eventually opened them and gently squeezed the pack to get the frozen lump out far enough to start sucking, it would slip out like a rocket and end up on the floor.
The Melody Maker that came out on Thursdays was never as good as the NME that was out on a Friday. The NME is still going today but in magazine form.
The 1/3 pt of milk that you used to get at school at 10:00am. If it was your turn to distribute them, you could have as many as you wanted.
The tuck shop at grammar school that sold 4 Mojos for a 1d. A Mojo was a little chewy white spearmint sweet. Prefects were allowed to go behind the counter and serve.
When the only way of buying bacon was having it cut on the machine at Irwin's or Pegram's.
I remember when Club Biscuits started. It was in the early 50s and we lived next to a woman who worked at Jacob's in Liverpool. Every Wednesday she would come home with a bag of 'brokes', biscuits that had been broken and rejected on the production line. In those days there was just one flavour.
On all the preceding pages, I only saw SPAM mentioned once. I still eat it now, especially the 'Black Pepper' version. You need a glass of water after that.
Having a dollop of blackcurrant jam on your rice pudding that was made with pearl rice, the only type available. Having bread and butter pudding made from the left overs of a stale loaf.
When the only way of eating spaghetti was in a milk pudding with a sprinkling of cinnamon on the top.
Going to the butcher's and asking for half a pound of steak, minced because Mum didn't like the look of the ready minced mince as she didn't know what was in it. It might even have been horse then.
In the 50s, you used to be able to post something in the morning and receive it in the afternoon on the same day.
Going on the 60 bus and dropping off a broken Hornby Dublo N2 at Binns Road on a Saturday morning and going back at lunchtime to pick it up, repaired free of charge.
Looking in Hatton's window (the original shop next to a florist) whilst waiting for the 60 bus after visiting my grandparents.
The window cleaner that had been shell shocked in the war that called every Friday whether the windows needed cleaning or not. He was paid 1/- (a shilling).
The glazier that used to ride a bicycle carrying a pane of glass.
The coal man with his horse and cart.
The scrap iron man with his horse and cart but nobody could understand what he shouted out.
Memories
The sight of my father in his old RAF jacket growing vegetables in the back garden. My grandparent's long back garden that had every time of fruit imaginable and the crab apple jelly made by my grandmother from one of several varieties of apple trees in the garden. We used this as you would with jam. I haven't seen it since she died aged 93 in 1976.
Going around the garden path time and time again on my treasured tricycle, much to the annoyance of our pet Alsatian.
Listening to the Archers in the evening and the omnibus edition on a Sunday morning.
Lying in the bath on a Sunday evening listening to the Top 20 on Radio Luxembourg on a little Perdio transistor radio.
Five Boys chocolate bars? There used to be a machine that had them for 2½d on the landing stage at New Brighton ferry.
Fry's green marzipan bars? They were like the chocolate cream bars but with a different filling.
Cadbury's Creme Eggs were out around the same time. My primary school (1953-1960) used to enter an essay competition run by Cadbury's and everyone received a Creme Egg.
Duncan's Walnut Whip. A conical swirl of chocolate with a walnut in the base and on top of the cone.
Penny Arrows. A chewy sweet that came in strips about ¾" wide x about 4" long. They started in spearmint and then, wait for it, a new flavour came out, banana.
Jubblys. When you eventually opened them and gently squeezed the pack to get the frozen lump out far enough to start sucking, it would slip out like a rocket and end up on the floor.
The Melody Maker that came out on Thursdays was never as good as the NME that was out on a Friday. The NME is still going today but in magazine form.
The 1/3 pt of milk that you used to get at school at 10:00am. If it was your turn to distribute them, you could have as many as you wanted.
The tuck shop at grammar school that sold 4 Mojos for a 1d. A Mojo was a little chewy white spearmint sweet. Prefects were allowed to go behind the counter and serve.
When the only way of buying bacon was having it cut on the machine at Irwin's or Pegram's.
I remember when Club Biscuits started. It was in the early 50s and we lived next to a woman who worked at Jacob's in Liverpool. Every Wednesday she would come home with a bag of 'brokes', biscuits that had been broken and rejected on the production line. In those days there was just one flavour.
On all the preceding pages, I only saw SPAM mentioned once. I still eat it now, especially the 'Black Pepper' version. You need a glass of water after that.
Having a dollop of blackcurrant jam on your rice pudding that was made with pearl rice, the only type available. Having bread and butter pudding made from the left overs of a stale loaf.
When the only way of eating spaghetti was in a milk pudding with a sprinkling of cinnamon on the top.
Going to the butcher's and asking for half a pound of steak, minced because Mum didn't like the look of the ready minced mince as she didn't know what was in it. It might even have been horse then.
In the 50s, you used to be able to post something in the morning and receive it in the afternoon on the same day.
Going on the 60 bus and dropping off a broken Hornby Dublo N2 at Binns Road on a Saturday morning and going back at lunchtime to pick it up, repaired free of charge.
Looking in Hatton's window (the original shop next to a florist) whilst waiting for the 60 bus after visiting my grandparents.
The window cleaner that had been shell shocked in the war that called every Friday whether the windows needed cleaning or not. He was paid 1/- (a shilling).
The glazier that used to ride a bicycle carrying a pane of glass.
The coal man with his horse and cart.
The scrap iron man with his horse and cart but nobody could understand what he shouted out.
