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We had those, they had us in seperately and covered an office wall with brown paper, then asked questions, the Time & Motion woman we nicknamed Lumpen Woman, wrote stuff on the wall, a Manager wrote her findings down which bore no resemblance to what anyone said. The Manager was promoted 100s...

We had like a big leather purse/wallet a bit sporran like and we wrapped it in a paper bag! and and you had to carry it under your arm. It was too big for a pocket. We put it in the bank wall like when you donate to a clothing bank and watch furtively if anyone was watching us.

I applied for a Secretary's job once but they said, you are a man, it is a woman's job. It was a higher rate than me too. But why not. I pointed out that Secretaries used to be men, I was refused an Admin job at the College of Midwifery too because I was a man, which started the interviewers...

Mercantile Credit. I read a document of my gran's. She had with them. It contained a poem called The Mercantile Marine. I think she had Pearl too.

Ironically I have birth family there too. Is that a bell maker? I went to school with a Margaret Bellchamber.

I used to have to take the night safe to the bank that the cashiers had taken in the day. Women were not allowed to. I was not allowed to go on my own and it was often difficult to get someone from any department to go with me. My mate took over from me and he took it on his own and got mugged...

WUMPTY. I used tonadministrate their adverts then the 'executive' from there became our MD. It didn't get me a promotion knowing him but it put me in good stead & treated with respect. Which was thin on the ground then.,

In the 60s my grandad's colleague & his wife sat in the front, his daughter sat on a chair in the back of the van & hung on to the back of their seats. On my first holiday in Dublin in my teens in the back of a mini van I rolled about in a bucket seat without legs, it had a broken central...

How many of us went long car joyrneys on holiday on somebody's lap. Or sat on a chair in the back of a van.

Well that accounts for my friend's mum, I wonder what her dad was in ?

I was allowed a handful of toys to take on holiday, the ones with names, that fitted in my little suitcase, I sat on to squash the soft toys in. Now our grandchildren bring packing cases full.

I would have loved that, the animals were Britains so maybe the farm was . The boy next door had a hay barn & a conveyor belt for grain sacks he powered turning a handle. When we got home from our holidays I would check on my farm, & other toys.

My thumb won't work. I am giving you a thumb.Was this the same as the A.T.S. or have I got it wrong. ? My friend's parents met in the A.T.S. I thought it was. They wore uniforms .

They were red 'eggs'! I was given some very old wooden children's dominoes, i thought tgey looked like Cotswold stone . I used them as brick shelters in my model farm. I still have them. I don't see many toy farms these days but they still sell them in France.

I REMEMBER OY I remember our caravan holiday in Dawlish or Dawlish Warren, we always rented the same caravan. It was white , I even remember the number.The site had putting, and a tennis court and lots of grass. A river ran through with ducks on it and it flooded. I paddled up to my knees...

I do but they may have not stayed long.

That's a good photo. I think my quest (No57) may not have been a shop after all in 1920. A possibility is wasn't.

Ha great I can look for photos if it. Thank you.

White building on the corner, could be a pub?

Thank you