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dennis

master brummie
I wonder how many of you can remember
the horse drawn bakers delivery carts,
of Purus, Scribbens,& Rolands Bread?to just name a few
many's the time when as a kid I had a ride on them,
and the smell of new bread was delicious,
and the old horse just knew where to stop
no need to shout whoa,and the horse muck was good for the roses too
 
Dennis thanks

I worked with a Delivery man name of Ossie for 5 years with Rowlands Bakery 2/6 a Saturday 4/0 per week  and I enjoyed every minute of it. He used to buy me Breakfast and a Snack in the afternoon. One of the best times of my life.

I walked each Saturday from Newtown Row to New John Street, then when  we moved to Erdington I walked as much as I could to get there on time. 5.30am

I still say Happy Days :D

Thanks for the memory Dennis  :) and reminder O0
 
Thanks Jim,
a great picture from the past,
and Alf weren't they great times
ooh the smell of that bread O0
 
Wonderful nostalgic photo Postie, we used to have the Co-op bakers when I was a child and they still had the horse drawn carts. I remember once we were playing in the street and the ball rolled into the road, unseen by me the horse had moved forward while the driver was delivering and when I looked up I was right under the horse, I wasn't hurt but what a shock.
 
Sylvia the Baker I worked with had a horse and Float and when the horse had to go to the Blacksmiths in Ormon St I use to have a ride on its back to the Bakery very happy days. :D
 
Anyone hear Radio 4 at 6.45 this morning? 15 minutes of local recollections from Staffs and Salop people on shire horses. Lovely stories and fabulous oral history. Produced in Brum of course. One man from Wolverhampton said he was called a Wamwam because he he would say 'W'am gewing ter the Rakin termarrer'. Walsall people, he said, are called Yoyos, because they say "You mus'be jokin!"
Peter
 
My late wife worked at George Baines bakery in the early 1950's, she used to come home with cream in her hair where they'd been shooting at each other with the cream horn filling gadget. E.
 
Alf said:
Dennis thanks

I worked with a Dilivery man name of Ossie for 5 years with Rowlands Bakery 2/6 a Saturday 4/0 per week and I enjoyed every minute of it. He used to buy me Breakfast and a Snack in the afternoon. One of the best times of my life.

I walked each Saturday from Newtown Row to New John Street, then when we moved to Erdington I walked as much as I could to get there on time. 5.30am

I still say Happy Days :D

Thanks for the memory Dennis :) and reminder O0
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To avoid any confusion, the Ossie in Alfie's post wasn't this one. :coolsmiley:
 
:angel: Eric I worked at Wimbushes in the Creamroon at Little/Green Lane Small Heath and we also used to shoot the cream at each other and anyone else who got in the way. O0 :2funny: :idiot2:
 
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Chris, my dad, John Orr, used to work there too...on night shift, usually, I think...
although maybe some days too.
Think it was in the late 60's (possibly early 70's too)
 
:angel: I was there from 1963 to 66... By the way the reason I'm not smiling on the top pic is cuz me Brovva was taking the photo and told me "take that smile orf ya dial and put ya teef away". That's what the other girls were laughing at.
 
:angel: No sorry Alberta she isn't! Val had just left to marry Harry, she would however have known a number of the ladies and girls in the photo's though.
 
hi eric. which geo baines bakery did you wife work at. someone is looking for a pic of the one on the corner of farm st and hunters road. wales.
 
We had the bread delivered by a baker with a round wooden cart with a shire horse. As you say, the smell of new bread especially with a thick crust on top which was delicious with butter (or marge). And the bucket and shovel at the ready in case the horse did his business outside our house for dad's wonderful roses.
Sheri
 
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