Do any of you remember those penny drinks they sold in corner grocers shops, it was a mauve coloured tablet they put in a glass of water, we called them goffa's.  My uncle had a very small grocers shop in Tilton Road by B'ham City's ground and it was my job on a Saturday afternoon to sell them to the spectators on the way to the match, for which I received the princely sum of thruppence the price of my entrance to the ground. Not only did they taste flat but the same glasses were used over and over again without being washed hahaha!

This was in the late 40's and early fifties by the way.

Milky bars and milk bottles.

I remember our local sweet shop selling sweets from the jars. If you picked sweets all at the same price say 6d a qt ,you could have a qt of different sweets. It was better than having all the same sweet, and the shop did a roaring trade.

Banana split, Palm toffee(the P was a palmtree)

Little tiny scented hard jellies, can't remember the name, was it violets, or were they something else?

Broken crisps(dust)1d a packet

Mobile grocer(Co-op) greengrocer(Nobby Brussels), butcher(Gunners), bleach & vinegar van, Esso blue dealer, pink parafin, Wally the sweets van, lemonade dealer, and the shellfish man on a Sunday for tea(shrimps & winkles).

Domino giggies 2 in a pkt

Lifebouys (like Polo's)

 "Any ol'rags!"

Braintcroft school dinners - the scent of cabbages and dishcloths being boiled together for ever.

Boiled cod that started off tasting vile, then turned to an unswallowable lump of blotting paper if you chewed it.

Trying to hide five horrid school peas under my knife, and being sent back to eat the damned things - IF MRS FROST'S GHOST CAN READ THIS:-  I HAVE NEITHER FORGOTTEN NOR FORGIVEN!!!

Ray Daywalker Clarke wrote (see)

1963, there was a hell of a lot more than a foot of Snow. It was great, 5 weeks off shcool.

I moved to Whitstable  in Kent in 63 aged 13 , the harbour froze over , bloody cold winter.

I did say to my old dad , " what a dump " , 45 years later later after a few brief moves I am still here . , and they live in Windsor .

Alan Tyler wrote (see)

Trying to hide five horrid school peas under my knife, and being sent back to eat the damned things - IF MRS FROST'S GHOST CAN READ THIS:-  I HAVE NEITHER FORGOTTEN NOR FORGIVEN!!!

The same thing happened to me ...I was aged about 6 at the time - but it was a lump of gristly meat

And I was made to eat it in front of the whole dining room by Sister Margaret Mary (a nun who was supposedly a Sister of Mercy)

 I've never forgotten the bitch and I never will !!!

The best School meal we had was the Chocolate Crunch Pudding and Chocolate Custard.

Best dinner Irish Stew.

egg and Spoon race, looking at the girls Navy Knickers.

The day we went decimal was a sin........black jacks went up from 4 for a 1d to 4 for a new 1p..................

 Ed.........perhaps she knew your Dad supplied the meat?