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What a great thread. It has brought back many memories. How about a few quirky items :- 1950 : First live TV broadcast by the BBC from overseas 1951 : Govt report concluded that Mrs Average Housewife worked a 15 hour day, went shopping on Fridays and spent between 10s and 2 pounds 1952...

Johnp5 and paulyx, Good morning, Thank you for your replies. Len Golding lived in Cheshire Road, Witton and after he married and became more prosperous moved out to Sutton Coldfield. I have been in touch with Georgina's husband Dan in Canada, who she married after meeting him at Nottingham...

Johnp5, Many thanks for your reply, it was, as I recall Outward Tool and my Father's cousin's name was Len Golding. My first great love was Georgina Perkins. I'm not sure if she lived in Priory Road or the other one off to the right.

I promise you all that this is true. In the early 60's I left school and joined the queues at Stockland Green bus stops around 4.15pm. One day I was late and the queues had gone and I waited at the No.11 stop alone to see a bus coming over the hill from Erdington flying down the hill past...

I worked in the school summer holidays as a labourer for a builder who was extending Mr. Jones's ironmongers shop in Tame Road Witton. Saving hard to buy a Beatles type suit, you will recall the one without the jacket collar. Only to discover to my utter dismay that when they appeared on the...

We always bought our liquorice root from the chemist on the Witton. One penny a stick. It is the root of the plant glycyrrhiza glabra. Honest!

Cookie, Thanks for letting me know and an Ansells pub as I recall. I suppose Dr. Freshwater's place is long gone. Jean, All I really recall is being wheeled down a seemingly endless corridor and then the dreaded mask !

Maxwell, thanks. Why did'nt I think of that ?

Thank you both, I think Priory Road is correct John, but I'm sorry to say Maxwell that your map is indistinct.

At the bottom of Electric Ave, turn left under the railway bridge into Aston Hall Road and the was a road on the left and about halfway down that road was another road first right. Any help please. My Father's cousin had a small engineering business there and the first great love of my life...

Jean, Rings a bell, let me sleep on it, back to you tommorow. Cookie, Is the Aston Tavern still open or is it just derelict ?

Jean, Hospital visiting back then was barbaric. Because I was under 13 I was not allowed to visit my Sister, so the only glimpse I got of her for 2 years was when my Mother brought her to the ward window and I could wave.

Jean, I came to the top of his tonsils list and had them removed in the Childrens Hospital. I was in a ward full of kids from all over the City. As you can imagine there was a lot of crying. It must have been like a production line. After the op they gave us all an ice cream to soothe the...

Does anyone remember Dr Freshwater who had his surgery in a house next to Aston Parish churchyard on the corner right next to the entrance to where they held the Onion Fair ? There was a pub on the opposite corner - the name escapes me. He always told my Mother that boys should always wear...

My Father's favourite for colds and 'flu :- Layer of brown sugar in a bowl, then a layer of sliced Spanish onion. Repeat the layers 3 times. Cover, leave for 24 hrs in a warm dark place. Strain off resulting liquid and drink. An almost instant cure - apparently.

A favourite with my Mother, who used the word instead of walk or travel when she had to go somewhere in an exsaperated mood. As in :- "I had to mow up the Witton to catch the bus" or maybe "The shop was closed so I had to mow all the way to Erdington"

Blacksmith, just happened on this site. Excellent opener. Question : Why were most sweetshops on a corner ? Our shop was on the corner of Deykin Avenue and Brookvale Road, Witton. Owned by Mr Williams and was even open on Sunday afternoons - unheard of in the 1950's. After Sunday lunch (dinner...

Carolynn, That reminded me of an Uncle who used to call me "Everso", as in I'm ever so hungry or I'm ever so tired.

A 1950 something Rover 75 with the 3rd central headlight. Bought it for 30 quid in about 1972. Leather upholstery, column gearchange, bench seats with square gauges in a mahogany dashboard. Couldn't get reverse so I had to be ultra careful where I parked. Brakes a little spongy - drifted gently...

My Father always used to use this phrase if I had done him a good turn.