The pub at the end, The Blackfriars, that used to go down a bank there, there was a bakery down there, a little shop there when we were kids, sixty years ago, 'course it's all gone now, completley gone. And there was a bakers down on London Road opposite, can't remember the name, but opposite was a butchers it's a newspaper shop now and on the opposite side there was a bakery.

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1954

About 60 years ago my mum let me go to the shop for the first time.  I walked up the cinder track  to the shop and asked for a white sliced loaf.  I paid for it and pu the bread in the wax wrapper, tucked it uner my arm and held the change in my other hand.  I ran all the way back to my mum, handed her the change and the wax wrapper that only had one crust in it.

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1954