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Ma, he's throwing pies at me.

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There used to be a fabulous Pie shop near the corner of Gt Lister and Cromwell St.
Every Saturday me and my brother Robert used to go down and buy 5 or 6 pies to go with our chips on the night.
The kids had to cut them up of course as those Pies were shared among about 10 people, but no matter, I was only little then and half a Pie was more than I could really eat.
I remember they had big thick crusts that crumbled in your mouth and chunks of Beef that dribbled juice all down your chin (my wife says I still dribble but now it's because of age).
It was also one of the few times all the family sat together and usually as we all finished Dad would toddle off down to the Pub.
I loved Saturday nights back then, we were all scrubbed and pink ..(courtesy of our old tin bath)..my tummy was full, and in Winter we had a roaring log or coke fire and any of us still hungry toasted Pikelets on the open range.
In the other room we'd hear Norma and Johnny playing to death whatever 45 they'd managed to buy that week..
We'd be watching Popeye with 'The Bosun' and then Torchy the battery boy...(never knew I was destined to marry bloody Miss Bossy Boots)
Laughter would ring throughout the house...our place back then was the meeting point for all the rest of the family as they popped in before carrying on to the Pub.
Mom even went out a few nights a month with my Aunts May and Eva.
There they were, all toffed up with new coats with the fur collars...triplets on parade...and off they went down to the Royal Oak where they sat either in the Smoke room or the snug..
Dad and my other Uncles would send drinks through all evening long..for Mom it was Mackeson, for Aunty May it was Bitter shandy and Aunt Eva as always was on the Brandy..
Pub closing time in those days was about 10.30 pm..I never heard them come home though..a full tummy always made me feel sleepy back then..a legacy I still carry today.
I do know this though..
When I awoke early Saturday morning I flew downstairs as I knew Dad had brought me home a selection of comics..
I had Marvelman, Superman, Casper the Ghost and a couple of westerns..
 
I loved the Superman comic , but I think it was too expensive for us to have every week .I had the Dandy and me sisters had the Bunty .

I seem to remember having them as special treats , like if we were going on a long journey in the sidecar .

Somehow or other I would get hold of superman comics from friends I guess.

I dont know whether you watch the smallville prog , but I often say to Lynn that ,this wouldnt have happened cus superman did this or that ..

I didnt know I was such and expert .. Tis amazing what you learn as a child when you enjoy what you are reading .
 
What a great picture that conjures up Colin, you three children in the side car reading your comics. :D
 
Pies

Does anyone remember the great days of the Fleur de lys pies in late 5os early 60s? We used to go out with another couple and our babies to the pub where they made them somewhere near Henley in Arden I think.
We would sit out in the grounds eating our hot pies and having a drink on summer evenings, at that time they were home made on the premises, but later were made commercially and although nice never tasted quite the same.
 
Yes, Sylvia, I used to go to the Fleur de Lys with a couple of mates in Morris Minor Convertable. :shock: In the summer, it was a pleasant evening out in nice surroundings. I believe the pies were supplied to retailers all over the area.
 
Fluer de Lys pies

One of the outlets for Fleur de Lys pies was a truck that was parked outside Snow Hill Station.
I would catch the midnight milk train from Snow Hill back down to the smoke on a Sunday night in order to return to barracks. It would have been 1956 and I always bought one of those chicken and mushroom pies for 2/6d. As I recall the steak and kidney went for 2/-.
The pub you have referred to was at Losenford (excuse possible misspelling)near to Henly. Only ever used it once and it was raining at the time but can appreciate it woduld have been very pleasant in the sun....
 
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