David Greet
Brummie babby
Here's a memory for those who knew Forman's Road in the early mid 50s. My grandfather was an active allotment holder. When the harvest time of year arrived, surplus grown food, rhubarb, gooseberries and much more, was delivered to a man called locally as Ike Jones. He lived in one of the row of terraced houses in the middle of Forman's Road, which lie back from the road quite a way and are still there today.
He made wine (which was illegal at that time) and in Christmas week you went back and collected bottles of wine which equated to half of the produce that you had given him earlier. His 'profit' was the other half. I have strong memories of making the surreptitious visits to collect the wine. although at the age of around 9, I never got to taste any.
He made wine (which was illegal at that time) and in Christmas week you went back and collected bottles of wine which equated to half of the produce that you had given him earlier. His 'profit' was the other half. I have strong memories of making the surreptitious visits to collect the wine. although at the age of around 9, I never got to taste any.