Bob Davis
Bob Davis
Never happened to meIn the 1970s, you were always in danger of being stopped by a girl on a make up counter volunteering to do your face, then sell you products! (Happened to me once, so that's a generalisation).
Bob,
Never happened to meIn the 1970s, you were always in danger of being stopped by a girl on a make up counter volunteering to do your face, then sell you products! (Happened to me once, so that's a generalisation).
I remember the food hall. But don’t remember the juice bar, I would have remembered the ‘saloon style bat-wing doors’ for certain if I’d noticed them.
This phase of development was in 1966 and the promotion of the health benefits of food seems ahead of its time, and still relevant today.
Is the sketch meant to be the Temple Row entrance ? Viv.
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My dear Nan, would shop no where else, except, Debenhams, she truly, loved Rackhams, I don't know if it still survives or like Debenhams disappeared from the high st. Paul
Lovely story!My Grandad worked on the railways all his life. When he retired in the mid- late 60s he became a porter at Rackhams. He worked on I think it was the 3rd floor. I know for sure that it sold sports equipment as he met Mom and myself after work and took us in to buy me a tennis racket, how posh was that ! It was a Slazenger with a white handle and a proper wooden spring loaded frame cover for the racket. I had it right until a few years ago. There was also the lingerie department on that floor ( or as Grandad pronounced it in his Gloucester cum Brummie accent, ling ur ee ! He loved working there. He loved the ladies or girls as he called them on his floor and at Christmas they always gave him presents. He said it was a pleasure to go to work, keep clean and get paid , a bit different to the steam engines.
Brandy snaps filled with cream. Mozart marzipan in chocolate.I used to think Rackhams Food Hall was great. Sorry when it closed.
After we were married my wife's sister gave us a cockerel for Xmas dinner. She and her husband raised a batch every Xmas to sell. We really enjoyed it and prefer it to turkey now.The butcher’s department in Rackhams. I remember we moved away from the traditional turkey at home. Mum used to get capons. Don’t think it was to follow any trend, more because she preferred it to turkey. Viv.
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We always had a capon. Raised and fattened by my Grandad who always kept chickens. Used to scare me by pecking my legs.After we were married my wife's sister gave us a cockerel for Xmas dinner. She and her husband raised a batch every Xmas to sell. We really enjoyed it and prefer it to turkey now.