I remember, just after the war ended, that at the top of the Bull Ring was a wartime bomb, lying on its side. It had been made safe and emptied of explosive. I remember how I enjoyed putting money into the slot had been cut in it where money could be deposited for one charity or another.
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WW2 bomb money collection box Bull Ring
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Radiorails
master brummie
This was in an earlier thread in June this year:
Market Hall 1835 - 1963
I remember a bomb painted red. It was lying horizontally and I’m sure it was inside the Market Hall walls. Viv.
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oldMohawk
gone but not forgotten
There was another one in High Street opposite the Bodega. See it in an old forum post by the fence on the left
They Were Caught In Our Old Street Pics...
It's Corporation St in 1964 and a man is running wearing sunglasses, did he try them on in a shop and then did a 'runner', probably not, because no one is chasing him and he's running towards the law courts ! Maybe he is just 'jogging' but it's a strange place to jog.
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maypolebaz
master brummie
Yep, that's how I remember the bomb too. My Dad used to take me round the shops on a Saturday and we'd finish up with a dish of cockles. ('andy carrier !).
Cockles, mussels, or whelks served on those tiny little white plates with lots of vinegar.
mw0njm.
A Brummie Dude
Yeah, I am quite a fan of shellfish toomorton i spent a fortune on them sat afternoon i loved them
Hi
Many a saturday afternoon I was dragged round the fish market by my parents, we would have a paper carrier bags with the weeks veg and sometimes a bag of whelks, in their shells, sometimes a crab and a paper bag of winkles for me. There was an old woman on the steps outside selling carrier bags, I can remembere her shouting "Get yer carrier. Handy carrier". The road outside had all the barrow boys and in th winter there was a Tilley lamp lighting the barrows, and at the bottom of the road the man selling baked potatoes in little paper cones with salt copiously added, and don't put your carrier bag down on a wet pavement or the bottom fell out.
As a young teenager I would go with a mate or two and we would buy a bag of crabs legs each wrapped up in newspaper, that was when my teeth tollerated crunching on such things. We would have to eat them befor we caught thte bus home because not all of the conductors were happy with the fishy smell that lingered after we got off. One conductor really went off at at us so as requested we took the papers with us the crunched up crabs legs were carefully deposited in the little slot on the platform for old tickets....
Brian
Many a saturday afternoon I was dragged round the fish market by my parents, we would have a paper carrier bags with the weeks veg and sometimes a bag of whelks, in their shells, sometimes a crab and a paper bag of winkles for me. There was an old woman on the steps outside selling carrier bags, I can remembere her shouting "Get yer carrier. Handy carrier". The road outside had all the barrow boys and in th winter there was a Tilley lamp lighting the barrows, and at the bottom of the road the man selling baked potatoes in little paper cones with salt copiously added, and don't put your carrier bag down on a wet pavement or the bottom fell out.
As a young teenager I would go with a mate or two and we would buy a bag of crabs legs each wrapped up in newspaper, that was when my teeth tollerated crunching on such things. We would have to eat them befor we caught thte bus home because not all of the conductors were happy with the fishy smell that lingered after we got off. One conductor really went off at at us so as requested we took the papers with us the crunched up crabs legs were carefully deposited in the little slot on the platform for old tickets....
Brian