The only good thing that came out of that destruction was the Ceylon Tea Shop. I used to meet an old school friend there - it was the height of sophistication, being able to choose one's tea. Up until then I had only ever had Co-op 99 Tips and possibly Typhoo. My grandmother used to be a caretaker in 'the offices' as the family called them. Just down from old square, a butchers shop was on the ground floor and Farmer Giles Milk Bar opposite My grandfather was ill for many years with TB and then cancer, so she was the breadwinner. I remember going with her (I must have been all of seven) - she had her little cubby hole in the basement, where there were also offices. Those offices were scary to me - the window in the door was black as coal. The cubby hole also was slightly scary - it contained a boiler for the heating of her water and the washing of the dusters. She did that for quite a few years until he died in 1957. Old square never had the same atmosphere once the bulldozers moved in.
Ceylon Tea Centre remembered, Shortie