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When I left school, I started at Metro-Cammell as a tracer in the drawing office. The draughtsmen drew the drawing and then we traced it and printed the description, thereby tidying it up before it went to the print room.. My first year was spent practising my printing. 'The old grey fox jumped...

Hi Mike, If the complainant was a farmer intending to make hay then he would have cause to complain if the grass had ben trampled down. Perhaps that's why he took it to court. Anne.

Hi Wigandem, There is a recording of the advert on this website davenportsbeer.co.uk/davenports-history-2/ Sad, but I could remember it word for word. Strange, when I can't remember what I went in the fridge for nowadays. Anne

Hi, When we were clearing my Dads house after he passed away we found one of the wooden Davenport's boxes. He had been using it to store his shoe cleaning kit. Sadly it was very badly damaged or I would have kept it. Mom used to have 6 bottles of stout every week and the Corona man delivered us...

Hi Podgery, I always thought that a scabby 'oss was probably the most disgusting thing you could think of to eat, so you had to be pretty hungry to consider it. Anne

Hi, I've heard about the scabby horse (pronounced 'oss) Can't remember if it was Mom and Dad or my ex who was from the Black Country. Anne

Hello Val. Oooooh.Jacket potato . especially in a gas oven, I'm thinking in the 70's. Loads of Anchor butter and some salt. Perhaps they couldn't cook 'em earlier than then. I can't remember the food we had in the 50's when we lived in the parlour at my Gran's house in Deepmoor Road, South...

I can smell those baked potatoes and visualise the oven, on a hand waggon in the 50s and 60s smelt delicious but, prefer pots with butter now. In the 70s Mom used to put potatoes in the oven to bake for supper but would never have given us them for tea. Strange how fashions change, I often serve...

Hello, I remember potatoes at the bottom of the ramp from New Street station in the 60's. Little potatoes, no butter but covered in salt and handed over in a small paper bag. Possibly, as I don't like roast chestnuts, I wouldn't have been on the look out for them. Anne

Oh Paul, You did make me laugh, How wonderful if we could find out, Anne

Thanks Mike, I am interested because my g g grandfather John Carr is listed in the 1871 census as a professional clog dancer and was then a teacher. He came to Brum in 1901 when I guess he was too old. Anne

Brilliant Mike! Does anyone know what a clogger was? Anne

I went to buy I've been a bad, bad, boy by Paul Jones in 1967 from the record shop on The Parade, Kingshurst but they had sold out, so I bought Matthew and Son by Cat Stevens for 6/8d. Later, named my son Matthew, good job they didn't have I've been a bad, bad boy! My Mom owned two records Tears...

Hi Pete, I agree, only watched soaps in the 60's because my parents did. Nowadays, usually time for a nap because the storylines are ridiculous. Preferred Emmerdale when it was a farm. Anne

EErrm, Brummy accent? Not too sure, think it was a combination of Brummy/Black country! I'm a proper Brummy, don 't sound anything like Amy Turtle, thank God !!!!!

Mmmm me too Sue, I used to go past in the late 60's, early 70's on my way to get the next bus to Metro Camell but I walked a little faster past that house. Took a deep breath and so relieved a few months ago when it wasn't there. My Aunt NEVER tried to frighten me, so must have been frightened...

Hello, I got 10 out of 14 (few guesses) there was a character with the same name as me at that time, Anne Taylor. Once went in to a shop in Corporation Street in the early 70's looking for a new dress to be told 'Miss Diane from Crossroads has bought the same one as this'. Didn't impress me...

Travelling from the Meadway on the bus, later her nifty sports car, with my wonderful Aunt Joan on our way to Repton Road, Bordesley Green, as we stopped at the crossroads by the police station, she delighted in telling me a witch lived in the first house on the right opposite. How relieved was...

My Pal We roamed Maxstoke's lanes and footpaths Wally Bill and I, when we were boys, Bosom friends from infancy, shared our secrets, sweets and toys. We poached the castle's moat and lakes, the cuttle we would try. Anything we chanced to catch, took back to our tents to fry. Kenilworth...

Hi Cresser, I'm not far from Redditch. Send me the names of your rellies and when the weather is a bit warmer I'll pop down and see what I can find. Anne. BTW what does Cresser stand for?