During the fifties I was a professional musician, working at the Casino in Birmingham. To earn a bit more ready cash, I would sometimes be called upon to collect insurance premiums for the Prudential Assurance Company. At one point I had undergone some training with the 'Pru', so knew the routine. This collecting would be holiday cover for the regular agent.
One week I had to collect around the Weoley Castle estate, and on the Saturday morning I knocked on the door of a house. After a few minutes it was opened by a quite attractive young lady, who had obviously just got out of bed, since her dressing gown was wrapped around her.
When I explained who I was, she said that I had 'better come in' whilst she looked for the insurance books and premiums money, apologising for the fact that her mother and father were out.
Having taken the premiums etcetera, she asked, "Would you like a cup of tea?"..."That would be nice" I replied, and sat down on the settee.
For a few moments we sat talking about music, the Casino, and the fact that she occasionally went there dancing.
Suddenly she moved in really close, undid the dressing gown, revealing everything.
I shot up, said that I must be on my way, and dashed out of the house. Absolutely true story.
Before any one asks "Why?" I can tell you that, as the drummer in the band at the Casino, I never had any problems in finding a nice lady friend.
Memories of Weoley Castle!!!
Eddie