tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9721604684681750122024-03-28T12:20:29.398+00:00Manor Court UpdateMemories of the '60's
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Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.comBlogger749125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-41977871273608216432024-03-28T12:19:00.001+00:002024-03-28T12:19:40.651+00:00<b>Web Page 3113
23rd March
First Picture: Sooty and Harry
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Second Picture; Sooty book
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Third Picture: Sooty and Matthew Corbet
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Fourth Picture; Sooty Record
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Sooty
The Sooty Show was, created by Harry Corbett. He was a children’s entertainer and magician. the puppet was discovered by Harold Corbet in a shop in Blackpool and he started to include Sooty in his stage act. The original Sooty did not have black ears, they came later. On his break into television he produced Sooty programmes for the BBC from 1955 to 1967, and then for ITV from 1968 until 1992. The show, part of the Sooty franchise, always focused on the mischievous adventures of the glove puppet character, alongside his friends Sweep and Soo, and their handler. Between 1955 and 1975, Harry Corbett presented the programme until his retirement, before it was taken over by his son Matthew Corbett. It also co-starred Marjorie Corbett, Harrys wife, as the voice of Soo from the character's debut in 1964, until her retirement in 1981, whereupon Brenda Longman replaced her.
The show originally focused on a sketch-based format featuring slapstick comedy, music, and stories, along with additional puppet characters, and later the incorporation of a studio audience. In 1981, Matthew changed the format towards a sitcom setting, in which he and the characters lived within a country cottage and engaged in a new adventure in each episode. The new arrangement retained some elements from the original format such as songs.
The Sooty Show proved a success with children's television, due to the popularity of Sooty, as well as several stage shows, and a spin-off educational series titled Learn With Sooty. In 1967,Harry Corbett fell into disagreement with BBC producers over the presentation of the programme, and he signed a deal with ITV to move The Sooty Show to their channel.
The Sooty Show proved popular with children and helped to develop the Sooty franchise, culminating in the formation of additional television programmes that would run on the format brought in by Matthew Corbett in the 1980s. After the programme's conclusion, it was followed with a sequel in 1993, titled Sooty & Co.. The programme also spawned an educational spin-off series for young children, titled Learn With Sooty, that was produced for the direct-to-video market between 1989 and 1991, and several stage shows involving the puppets, Matthew, and Connie Creighton. Its early success led to it receiving a short-run comic strip based on the character, for the children's magazine Playhour between 1960 and 1961, drawn by Gordon Hutchings.
Outside the UK, the show was also given international broadcasts in other countries: these included ABC in Australia; TVNZ in New Zealand; and the American Broadcasting Company (ABC) in the United States.
</b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-64833221728475062522024-03-20T16:13:00.000+00:002024-03-20T16:13:03.011+00:00<b
16th March
First Picture: Locomotive Farlington
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Second Picture; Drayton Farm
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Third Picture: Hilsea Gas Works
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Fourth Picture; Old Maid
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Over the years I have had several of these sent to me but I think this on is slightly different.
We are the survivors (For those born of us before 1948 ….)
We were born before the age of television, (we relied on the steam radio and Radio Caroline) before penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods. Plastic, contact lenses, videos, frisbees and the Pill. We were before radar, credit cards, split atoms, laser beams and ball point pens, before dishwashers, tumble driers, electric blankets, air conditioning, drip-dry clothes … and before man walked on the moon.
We got married first and then lived together (how quaint can you be?) We thought ‘fast food’ was what you ate in Lent, a ‘Big Mac’ was an oversized raincoat and ‘crumpet ‘ we had for tea. We ate a high fat diet and ate lots of vegetables, sometimes grown by Dad.
We existed before house husbands, computer dating, dual careers, and when a ‘meaningful relationship’ meant getting along with cousins and ‘sheltered accommodation’ was where you waited for a bus in the rain.
We were before day care centres, group homes and disposable nappies. We had never heard of FM radio, tape decks, cassettes, electronic typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, yoghurt and young men wearing ear rings and pig tails.
For us ‘time sharing’ meant togetherness with our mates, a ‘chip’ was a piece of wood or a fried potato, ‘hardwear’ meant nuts and bolts and ‘softwear’ wasn’t even a word.
Before 1945, the term ‘making out’ referred to how you did in your exams and ‘stud’ was something that fastened a collar to a shirt. Pizzas, McDonald’s and instant coffee were unheard of.
In our day cigarette smoking was fashionable especially in a cigarette holder for a lady, we were given chocolate smokers kits for birthdays and Christmas, ‘grass’ was mown, ‘coke’ was kept in the coalhouse, a ‘joint’ was a piece of meat that you had on Sundays and ‘pot’ was something you cooked in.
We relied on gas and got used to the gas works at Hilsea. (I have recently found a photograph of a tank engine used in the gas works and named Farlington. See accompanying photograph.
Rock music was a grandmother’s lullaby, ‘Eldorado’ was an ice-cream. We played board games in the evenings along with card games such as Old Maid. We who were born before 1948 must be a really hardy bunch when you think of how the world has changed and the adjustments we have had to make. No wonder we are confused and there is a generation gap today ….. BUT we survived/
Stay in touch
Peter
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></b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-61688881510800375052024-03-14T17:20:00.001+00:002024-03-15T13:47:42.145+00:00<b>Web Page 3109
9th March
First Picture: Paul Jones
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Second Picture; Manfred Mann
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Third Picture: The Blues Band
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Fourth Picture; Solent Road School
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Paul Jones
It was great to hear Jools Holland introduce Paul Jones as Paul from Portsmouth during his New Years Eve Hootenanny. We tend to forget that he is a local lad. As a child he lived in St Helens Road in Drayton and attended Solent Road school under his given name Paul Adrian Pond. I must have been in my second or third year at Solent Road when he was in the top year before moving on to the Portsmouth Grammar School.
Paul was born on 24th February 1942. He first came to prominence as the original lead singer and harmonicist of Manfred Mann (1962–66) with whom he had several hit records including "Do Wah Diddy Diddy" and "Pretty Flamingo".
After leaving the band, he established a solo career and in 1979, he formed The Blues Band, and toured with them until their breakup in 2022. He presented The Blues Show on BBC Radio 2 for thirty-two years, from 1986 to 2018, and continues to perform alongside former Manfred Mann bandmates in The Manfreds
In 1967, Jones starred opposite model Jean Shrimpton in the 1967 film Privilege directed by Peter Watkins. He was cast as a pop singer and sang the songs "I've Been a Bad, Bad Boy" and "Free me.
In January 1968, he was part of the "Big Show" package tour of Australia and New Zealand with The Who and Small Faces. #
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In 1973 Jones guest appeared in ITC The Protectors, in an episode called "Goodbye George. In 1975 he guest-starred in an episode of The Sweeney ("Chalk and Cheese") as Tommy Garret, a boxer-turned-highwayman. In 1976 he performed the role of Juan Peron on the original concept album of Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical Evita alongside Julie Covington as Eva, Colm Wilkinson as Che and Barbara Dickson as the Mistress. In October 1977, he starred as Sir Francis Drake in the musical premiere of Drake's Dream featuring music and lyrics by Lynne and Richard Riley and book by Simon Brett.
On 4th May 2009, he and his harmonica featured in a song during a concert by Joe Bonamassa at the Royal Albert Hall in London.
In January 2018, it was announced that he would be replaced as presenter of BBC Radio 2's Blues Show by Cerys Matthews in mid-May. His last broadcast as presenter was on 23 April 2018.
He was first married (1963–1976) to novelist and reviewer Sheila MacLeod. There were two sons from the marriage, Matthew and Jacob. He is now married to the former actress and latterly Christian speaker, Fiona Hendley-Jones. They met whilst both acting at the National Theatre.
He converted to Christianity in the mid-1980s as a result of being invited by Cliff Richard to a Luis Palau evangelistic event.
Griff Writes:-
A couple of weeks ago Peter was talking about Ever Ready batteries and radios. In 1958 my Dad bought an Ever Ready "Sky Leader " portable transistor radio to go on holiday with to Cornwall for a family holiday and as was the tradition back then it was a holiday on a holiday grass field caravan site, none of your posh mobile (but static!) homes in those far off days. I remember this radio so well mainly due to the No.1 record being played back then and it was "Dream Lover" sung by Bobby Darin on the radio at least 3 times a day. I was word lyric perfect on this song before the end of the holiday and I still am. I kept this family radio up until about 7 years ago, still in very nice condition and fully working but I sold it on to a radio collector as it became part of my big clear out. The problem with all these early transistor radio's was the thumping great Ever Ready 9 volt battery it required to power it. Whenever I hear Dream Lover being played today it takes me right back to that August holiday at Carbis Bay, Cornwall and the hot 2 weeks we had there. Sadly no photo's exist of the holiday or I believe were taken at the time.
Melvyn (Griff) Griffiths. PS. Sorry if you will all be singing "Dream Lover" in your head after reading this........lol
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2nd March
First Picture: X shaped TV aerial
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Second Picture; H shaped TV aerial
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Third Picture: Indoor aerial
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Fourth Picture; Terry Thomas
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Television Aerials
I do not know about you but we did not have television at home until 1954 which meant that we all had to go over the road to the Hill’s home to see the Coronation with their family. One Saturday a year or so later my father must have gone into the Radio Rentals shop in Cosham High Street to arrange to hire a TV set. He said that as television was still new so would not buy a set so decided to rent one. Needless to say we were all excited as the deliver date approached and eventually the new 17” Sobell set was delivered and was installed in a corner by the fireplace. The downside was that we were told that the aerial installers were so overworked that they would not get to us for about three weeks. So, there was the set sat in the corner but unusable.
My father was trained as a radio engineer, in fact he did his apprenticeship in Martins electrical shop in Cosham High street just past the level crossing before moving on the His Masters Voice in Newbury and eventually taking a position in Portsmouth Dockyard . However, he had no experience of television but on hearing of the delay erecting the aerial he disappeared into the shed and came out with an old brass curtain rail with a length wire soldered to the end. He placed the curtain rail behind the TV set and fixed the wire into the aerial input socket with a spent match, and believe it or not he managed to get us a fuzzy ghostly picture. All this had to be dismantled a couple weeks later when the aerial erection team arrived to put up the St Andrews cross aerial on our chimney stack with the coaxial cable running down the roof and through a special drilled hole in the front room window frame into the living room. Ours was a large X shaped aerial but there were also those in the shape of an H. (Do you remember that the actor Terry Thomass sported a cigarette holder in the shape of a H shaped aerial enabling him to smoke four cigarettes at once). This situation stayed in place until my parents moved out of the house 20 years later.
When Pam and I first moved to Gosport in the late 1960’s we suffered with an indoor aerial until one lunchtime whilst I was wandering through the undergrowth surrounding Knowle Hospital I found an outdoor aerial and yards of cable dumped in a thorn bush. I extracted the aerial and cable took it home and put it into a downstairs gutter sprout, took the cable through the house to the TV set and it worked perfectly and there it stayed until we went onto cable many years later.
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</b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-49407150825590428472024-02-29T20:47:00.001+00:002024-02-29T20:47:45.787+00:00<b>Web Page 3105
23rd February 2024
First Picture: Ever Ready bell battery
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Second Picture; Ever Ready Torch
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Third Picture: Ever Ready Radio
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Fourth Picture; Ever Ready cycle lamp and battery
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Batteries
When we were young there were only three companies that supplied
us with batteries for torches etc so I thought I would look at the most popular.
The British Ever Ready Electrical Company (BEREC) was a British firm formed in 1906 as the export branch of the American Eveready Battery Company. In 1914 it became independent of its American parent company and functioned independently. For decades the firm dominated the UK battery market and had several factories in the UK, the largest of which at Tanfield Lea, County Durham, in 1968. Other factories included Dawley, Four Ashes, Maldon, Newburn, London (Victoria Works, Forest Road and from 1936, the St Ann's Works in Harringay) and Park Lane, Wolverhampton. The company's research was centred upon the Central Laboratories in St. Ann's Road, Harringay. The company's head office was Ever Ready House in Whetstone, London. Overseas manufacturing sites included South Africa, Nigeria, Sri Lanka and Jamaica. The company was the subject of a hostile takeover by Hanson Trust in 1981. Upon acquiring the company the Hanson Trust closed factories, cut jobs and sold the German and Italian subsidiaries to Duracell. Shortly before this the British Ever Ready Electrical Company changed its name to Berec Group. From the 1950s the BEREC name was only used for exports of batteries and radio sets (as British Ever Ready Export Company). One of Hanson's first decisions was to revert from BEREC to Ever Ready as the UK brand. In 1992, the company was sold by Hanson Trust to Ralston Purina, owners of the American Eveready company, and is now a part of Energizer Holdings. The company closed its Tanfield Lea centre, it was last UK factory, this was in 1996. Production of some Ever Ready batteries (PP6, PP7 and PP9) continued in the UK until 1999 by Univercell Battery Company, near the old Dawley factory, using the original Ever Ready machinery.
The company was also a producer of torches and bicycle lamps. They manufactured radios from 1934 up until 1964. With the 1922 founder of Lissen forming Vidor in 1934, Ever Ready took over Lissen completely. Many models of radio set were manufactured in both Lissen and Ever Ready versions until 1941, when the Blitz ended production. From 1942 until 1945 only one Ever Ready radio model was produced. In 1981 three "offshore" models were produced, one from Hong Kong and two from Malaysia.
Tanfield Lea. wis a small village with a large factory, where batteries were made, the factory employed 1,500 people and produced more than 3 million batteries a day. Now it employs 200, makes half a million units a day, and is Ever Ready's last outpost.
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<b></b></b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-85750948296132340812024-02-22T17:42:00.001+00:002024-02-22T17:42:36.998+00:00<b>Web Page 3103
16th February 2024
First Picture: Tin of Elastoplast
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Second Picture; Tube of Salvon
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Third Picture: Wrights Coal Tar Inhaler
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Fourth Picture: Lucozade Advert
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Medical Things
When we were young and living at home Mum always kept a well-stocked medical box or tin for use when we injured ourselves. A box that contained all sorts of country remedies plus the usual proprietary medical products. As my mother was an ex assistant hospital matron (she had to leave nursing when she married as was the norm in those days) hers had plenty of professional and unusual medical items.
But what did the normal box contain here are some items I remember. Surgical scissors and tweezers, little gold safety pins, Elastoplast dressings for the scratched and bruised knees plus the shiny waterproof version Sleek. For the more serious injury out would come the little brown glass bottle of iodine which we all knew meant a stinging sensation would follow when it was applied using a cotton wool ball and it would leave a yellow stain on the skin but mum thought it was important. When it came to minor injuries the medicants of choice were often a tube of Savlon or a tin of Germoline whilst Golden Eye Ointment and Optrex with its eye bath were the major treatment for anything optical. Olive oil for earache was common and Zambuck for pain relief and every first aid kit always contained a thermometer and a packet of cotton wool and lint.
Mother always had a plentiful supply of bandages and dressings, slings, medical pads and eye patches. I assume many of them came from her nursing days. I particularly remember one very large sling with many types of bandages illustrated on it. There was also a medical book but it contained lots of words that I did not understand then and still do not so I left it alone.
The one thing that I really do remember about being ill at home is that it was the only time I was allowed to have Lucozade, I loved it. Another thing that I remember is when my mother applied a bread poultice to some part of my body, I don’t remember where or what it was for but I know I did not like it. The poultice was normally applied to draw out any infection from an injury, but what infection I had or what the injury was I really do not remember.
The other medicant that I remember is the Wright Coal Tar Inhaler which was set up in my bedroom at night when I had a cold. The other medicant at this time was the dreaded Vick Vapour Rub or Inhaler
Aspirin, Andrews Liver Salts, Alka Selter and many small bottles with preparations mixed together by the local chemist, the word pharmacist was rarely used in those days.
Jonathon writes:-
Liquorice All sorts are my very very favourite sweets Its quite amazing how a packet ALWAYS accidentally falls into the trolley at our local supermarket usually in the queue aisle where it is narrow and I guess my trolley knocks them off the little display hooks.
I prefer the South African Beacon sweets to the Basset ones in the UK.
As we spend 6 months each year in Johannesburg I get lots of opportunity. My favourites are the mini sorts.....they last longer. The best of all are the ones covered in hundreds and thousands and the all liquorice cylindrical ones.
Mary Writes:-
Just love these Allsorts sweets but these days limit my sugar intake. In 1992 I went to Australia to visit my sister in law & family & was asked to bring some. She says that the ones in Australia aren`t the same. She was very pleased with them. My son has also taken some out to her. On visits to the UK we make sure that some are ready & waiting.
Griff Writes:-
Peter has just written an article on Bassett liquorice allsorts and Bertie Bassett, the figure made up of liquorice all-sorts which has to be one of the all time best advertising figures ever known. Here is my association with Bertie Basset and my story.
I was an aircraft engineering technical officer back in the 1990's working for the MOD at RAF Boscombe Down at the Empire Test Pilots School where top RAF pilots were trained to be test pilots, a very coveted job and highly skilled pilot job in the RAF. My main aircraft responsibility was to look after all engineering aspects of a BAC 1-II with a small team of aircraft engineers. The BAC 1-11 was used mainly for training test pilots on how to recover from a stall and the flat spin that would follow but enough of that aircraft. I also had, as a sideline the responsibility of an aircraft known as a Beagle Bassett which was brought into service every year in the Summer to train mainly Indian pilots stall warning characteristics and stall recovery procedures for a twin engine aircraft
The Bassett sweet company somehow got to know about this aircraft at Boscombe and a 12" exact copy figure of Bertie Basset was produced to fly with the aircraft and he was ceremonially positioned on a hook at the back bulkhead of the cockpit as the aircraft mascot. Needless to say the pilots loved this mascot and our very own "Bertie Basset" always flew with the aircraft. I left Boscombe Down in 1995 for pastures new, so, is Bertie Bassett still flying and smiling at the two front pilots?.........I would like to think so.
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Picture No.2 Boscombe BAC 1-11
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Web Page 3101
9th February 2024
First Picture: Allsorts
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Second Picture; Bertie Basset
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Third Picture: The Bassett factory
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Fourth Picture: Bertie and Betty Bassett wedding
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Liquorice Allsorts
As we all know Liquorice Allsorts are made up of assorted liquorice confectionery sold as a mixture. Made of liquorice, sugar, coconut, aniseed jelly, fruit flavourings, and gelatine, they were first produced in Sheffield, England, by Geo. Bassett & Co Ltd.
Allsorts are produced by many companies around the world, but are most popular in Europe, especially Britain and the Netherlands, where they are called Engelse drop, meaning English liquorice. They are also common in Scandinavia, where they are called Engelsk konfekt or Lakridskonfekt, and in Finland, where they are called Englannin lakritsi. South African confectionery giant Beacon produces substantial quantities of the product, selling it locally and exporting it to Australia, Canada, and Portugal.
In 1899, Charlie Thompson, a Bassett's sales representative, supposedly tripped over and dropped a tray of samples he was showing a client in Leicester, mixing up the various sweets. After he scrambled to re-arrange them, the client was intrigued by the new creation. Quickly the company began to mass-produce the allsorts and they became a successful product.]
Bassett's have released two varieties of allsorts that do not feature any liquorice. Fruit Allsorts feature mixed-fruit flavoured sweets, while Dessert Allsorts have flavours such as apple tart and lemon cheesecake. Both retain the shapes and textures of the original sweet. Red allsorts, with fruit-flavoured liquorice, were briefly released in the late 1990s, discontinued and later reintroduced to the UK with flavours including Blueberry Cube, Strawberry Check, and a red liquorice "Betty Bassett".
The original items mixed by Thompson were "chips, rocks, buttons, nuggets, plugs and twists". It is not clear which, if any, correspond to Bassett's traditional allsorts, though certainly newer items have been introduced, such as the Bertie.
The Bassett's company mascot is Bertie Bassett, a figure made up of liquorice allsorts, which has become a part of British popular culture. The character's origins lie with advertising copywriter Frank Regan, who used the sweets and a number of pipe-cleaners to construct what was the original version of Bertie]/ One of the sweets in the modern day allsorts mix is a liquorice figure shaped like Bertie.
The Doctor Who television serial episode The Happiness Patrol featured a villain called the Kandy Man, who was made from liquorice allsorts and was thought by some to resemble Bertie Bassett. Although an internal investigation concluded that the programme had not infringed on Bassett's trademark, the BBC promised Bassett's that the Kandy Man would not appear again.
In the 2001 satirical comedy film Mike Bassett: England Manager, the figure of Bertie Bassett appears in a short scene on a newspaper with the headline "Bassett's Allsorts".
As a publicity stunt, Bassett's staged a mock wedding between actors dressed as Bertie and Betty Bassett, another character composed of confectionery, at its Sheffield factory, in February 2009.
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2nd February 2024
First Picture: Tessie O’Shea
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Second Picture; With the Beatles
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Third Picture: With Ken Dodd
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Fourth Picture: Her 78rpm record
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Two Ton Tessie O’Shea
When we were growing up a fair amount of the variety on television involved quite a few of the old music hall stars. Tessie O’Shay was one of them.
Tessie O'Shea was born at 61 Plantagenet Street in Riverside, Cardiff to newspaper wholesaler James Peter O'Shea, who had been a soldier and who was the son of Irish emigrants, and his wife Nellie Theresa Carr. She was brought up in the British music hall tradition and performed on stage as early as age six, billed as "The Wonder of Wales". When staying at Weston-super-Mare as a child, she got lost and was only discovered when her mother heard her singing the Ernie Mayne hit, "An N'Egg and some N'Ham and some N'Onion".
By her teens she was known for her BBC Radio broadcasts and appeared on stages in Britain and South Africa. She frequently finished her act by singing and playing a banjolele in the style of George Formby. While appearing in Blackpool in the 1930s, she capitalised on her size by adopting "Two Ton Tessie from Tennessee" as her theme song. In the 1940s, she was a frequent headliner at the London Palladium, and established herself as a recording artist in the 1950s.
In 1963, Noël Coward created the part of the fish and chips peddler "Ada Cockle" specifically for her in his Broadway musical, The Girl Who Came to Supper. Her performance of traditional Cockney tunes charmed the critics and helped win her a Tony Award for Best Featured Actress in a Musical.
In 1963, O'Shea was a guest on The Ed Sullivan Show. She was popular enough that she came back in 1964 and shared the billing with the Beatles. Their joint appearance drew what was then the largest audience in the history of American television, helping bring her to American audiences. She was a member of the repertory company on the short-lived CBS variety show The Entertainers (1964–65). In 1968, She was cast in the television movie The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, which earned her an Emmy Award nomination for Outstanding Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role in a Drama.
In December 1970 and January 1971, she entertained American troops in Vietnam with versions of her musical act. On December 24, 1970 she performed for troops at Long Binh and took time afterwards to greet each soldier and wish them "Happy Christmas".
She starred in a short-lived British sitcom As Good Cooks Go, which ran from 1969 to 1970. She appeared in films including London Town, The Blue Lamp, The Shiralee and Bedknobs and Broomsticks. She regularly appeared on BBC Television's long running variety show, The Good Old Days.
She died of congestive heart failure at age 82, at her home in East Lake Weir, Marion County, Florida. Her life was celebrated in the BBC Two documentary Two Ton Tessie!, first broadcast in March 2011.
She was aptly and affectionately dubbed "Two Ton Tessie" not only for her plentiful girth but for the tons of talent she possessed as one of the British Isle's most beloved, unabashed music hall entertainers. Give her an audience and bawdy Tessie O'Shea could have them on their feet in seconds flat.
Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-9309397302311838362024-01-31T17:23:00.002+00:002024-01-31T17:23:39.644+00:00<b>Web Page 3097
26th January 2024
First Picture: Old English Advert
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Second Picture; Spangles selection
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Third Picture: Spangles Lemonade
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Fourth Picture: William Boyd Hopalong Cassidy
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Spangles
I had not noticed that Spangles had disappeared from our sweet shop shelves. Had you?
Spangles were was a brand of boiled sweets manufactured by Mars Ltd from 1950 to the early 1980s. They were sold in a paper packet with individual sweets originally unwrapped but later cellophane wrapped. They were distinguished by their shape which was a rounded square with a circular depression on each face.
When Spangles were introduced in 1950, sweets were still on ration, and the price of sweets had to be accompanied by points from one's ration book, but Spangles required only one point instead of the two required for other sweets and chocolate. This bonus, accompanied by effective marketing, made Spangles even more popular. American actor William Boyd was chosen to front the advertising campaign as the character he made famous in numerous cowboy films, Hopalong Cassidy, along with the slogan "Hoppy's favourite sweet" Another slogan was "The sweet way to go gay!"
During the early 1970s Mars Ltd commissioned a redesign of the packaging using a ‘funky’ period and appropriate bespoke typeface. The new typeface and packaging designs were created by Neville Uden.
Spangles were discontinued in 1984, and briefly reintroduced in 1995, including in Woolworths outlets in the UK, though only four varieties were available – tangerine, lime, blackcurrant and Old English. There are many nostalgic references to them from children who grew up with them. In 2008, Spangles topped a poll of discontinued brands which British consumers would most like to see revived.
Today the Tunes brand is the only remaining relation of the Spangles brand, sharing the shape and wrapping of the original product.
The regular Spangles packet (labelled simply "Spangles") contained a variety of translucent, fruit-flavoured sweets: strawberry, blackcurrant, orange, pineapple, lemon and lime, and cola. Originally the sweets were not individually wrapped, but later a waxed paper, and eventually a cellophane wrapper was used. The tube was striped, a bright orange-red colour alternating with silver. It bore the word "Spangles" in large letters. In the 1970s, a distinctive, seventies-style font was used.
Over the production period many different, single flavour varieties were introduced including Acid Drop, Barley Sugar, Blackcurrant, Liquorice, Peppermint, Spearmint and Tangerine. A white mint Spangle, complete with hole, was produced as a competitor to the Polo mint.
The Old English Spangles packet contained "traditional English" flavours. The standard line-up was liquorice (black), mint humbug (brown), pear drop (orange/red), aniseed (green) and treacle (opaque mustard yellow), but other flavours appeared from time to time. The sweets' individual wrappers were striped, distinguishing them from regular Spangles. The tube was black, white and purple, and designed for a more mature and sophisticated clientele than the regular variety.
At one point a mystery flavour was released where the wrappers had question marks on them and you would be invited to guess the flavour. The flavour was eventually revealed as Fruit Cocktail.
Spangles were mentioned in The Kinks' song "Art Lover", from their 1981 album, Give the People What They Want. In 1977, the British novelty pop band Lieutenant Pigeon released an instrumental single titled "Spangles". The Fall song "It's A Curse" on their album The Infotainment Scan, also includes a reference to Spangles.
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19th January 2024
First Picture: William Tell
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Second Picture; Gessler
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Third Picture: Tell and Son
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Fourth Picture: With Crossbow
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William Tell
One of the most popular television series in our teenage years was The Adventures of William Tell which was a British made a swashbuckling adventure series, first broadcast on the ITV network in 1958, and produced by ITC Entertainment. In the United States, the episodes aired on the syndicated NTA Film Network in 1958–1959.
William Tell is a folk hero of Switzerland, active in the early 14th century. He supposedly encouraged the population of the Old Swiss Confederacy to revolt against the regime of Albert I of Germany (reigned 1298–1308).
Conrad Phillips played William Tell
Jennifer Jayne played Hedda Tell (wife)
Richard Rogers was Walter Tell (son)
Willoughby Goddard player Landburgher Gessler
Nigel Green was The Bear
Jack Lambert the Judge Furst (Hedda's father)
Peter Hammond played Hofmanstahl
The series was produced by Ralph Smart, who wrote a number of stories for the series and also created and produced Danger Man. The show was made at the National Studios in Elstree.
The outdoor scenes were filmed around the mountains and lakes of Snowdonia in Wales. The film base and make-up were at a small farm in Cwm-y-glo in Snowdonia. This is beside Llyn Padarn, a lake which can be seen in many shots (as can cars on the A4086 road on the opposite side of the lake!). The crew used to walk up the mountain from their base, as there was no vehicle access, and brought work for at least three yearly shoots to a tiny corner of North Wales before tourism took off.
An accident early occurred to the star, Conrad Phillips, during filming in Snowdonia. He was asked to keep stepping back until he stepped off a 12-foot drop, injuring his knee – which eventually led to his retirement from acting. He had to wear support bandages during filming but sometimes forgot, causing him to struggle with some action scenes.
Daily rushes were viewed at the only cinema in the area, at Llanberis, which was taken over from 8.00 until noon every morning. The film was taken to Soho in London for developing and the rushes returned to Llanberis by 8.30 next morning.
Although all three series had location scenes, the third was more studio based and location scenes were mostly taken from unused and reused stock shots from the first and second series. A smaller crew went to Wales for this series and more money was saved by shooting without synchronised sound. In the days of enforced demarcation, this saved several technicians' wages.
Though in some ways the same as The Adventures of Robin Hood, a brave bowman fighting against a tyrant, this was a harder show with crossbow bolts killing people and Tell fighting hand-to-hand, which often resulted in the death of the bad guy. Unlike the courtly Sheriff of Nottingham, Gessler was a pig of a man, unshaven, often eating or drinking without manners and throwing his metaphorical as well as literal weight around.
Nevertheless, the interaction between the hero and the Sheriff and Land burger respectively, was a strong point in both series, bringing out the quality diction and crispness of both Alan Wheatley's and Willoughby Goddard's acting. The Adventures of William Tell series was repeated well into the 1960s. In June 2020 the series began a rerun on the British Talking Pictures TV channel.
The series featured a long-remembered theme song, with music based on the William Tell Overture by Gioachino Rossini. For the show, the song lyrics were by Harold Purcell and were sung by David Whitfield.
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12th January 2024
Cherry Blossom Shoe Polish
First Picture: Cherry Blossom Advert
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Second Picture; Shoe cleaner base
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Third Picture: Shoe cleaner brushes
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Fourth Picture: Kiwi Shoe Polish
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When we were kids you could always guarantee on finding a tin of Cherry Blossom shoe polish along with brushes and polishing cloths in a box under the sink in the kitchen. But where did the actual shoe polish come from?
Tired of having rub shoe polish off of their clothing in 1906 Dan and Charles Mason decide to create a polish that would last an entire day. They called the product Cherry Blossom Boot Polish and launched it across the UK! Backed by imaginative marketing, the brand quickly became a huge success.
In 1911 the Exhibition Centre at the Crystal Palace was hired by the Cherry Blossom company for a day and the gates were thrown open to the general public. Free entry was provided for anybody who brought with them a lid from a Cherry Blossom tin! The event is a huge success and 200,000 visitors produce a mass of traffic unseen in London at this time.
Come 1913 and due to Cherry Blossom’s success it was taken over by the Chiswick Polish Company, which was owned jointly by the Masons and Reckitt & Sons Ltd, and between 1916 and 1923 with workers’ welfare high on the agenda at Cherry Blossom, a staff magazine called “Forward” was launched, Shortly afterwards, the company introduced a 5-day working week in 1918 and a pension scheme in 1923
Business was improving and in 1924 the ‘fish plate’ metal opener was introduced and was the first of this type of opener to be introduced. In 1929 the company merges with the Nuggent Polish Company Limited creating a global brand and a year later the company made 50 semidetached houses available for their work force. In 1936 a young girl called Daisy Sander joined the company as a library assistant, she later became better known as the actress Dandy Nichols of ‘Till Death Us Do Part’ fame
By the 1960s over 1,500 people were employed by the company. These people didn’t just make and fill polishes though – they also stamped and printed the tins, creating the brand’s iconic packaging. The company’s factories at the time manufactured everything needed on site, just like today!
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5th January 2024
Cars
First Picture: Mendac Car Coat
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Second Picture; My first Car a Standard 10
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Third Picture: Driving Gloves
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Fourth Picture: Tiger tail
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Here is a page for the lads looking back at our cars of the 1960’s. At this time cars came with very few assessories and we had to buy the add ons ourselves. Very few cars came with built in radios and we had to rely on our portable transister radios with an ariel socket in the back if we wanted music in the car. To make the radio work properly we had to rely on either home fitted ariels fitted through the wings of the car or rely on an ariel that clipped onto the window of the car but this meant a wandering lead inside the car.
One of the most popular assesories was the home fitted wing mirror I can remember fitting them myself, one of the major suppilers of wing mirrors was a firm called Wipac.
Very few cars came with efficient heating systems or a windscreen demister although a small unit that could be attached to the screen using couple of rubber stickers. This unit was often wired directly into the car battery, not an ideal situation.
As time went by the keen motorist could purchase a consul that could be fitted between the front seats and over the handbrake, these units provided an area for the motorist to store small items. There were also units that could be fitted to the car doors to provide storage for cassettes, however these had the big disadvantage of rattling away as the car moved or the door was closed.
Another item that seems to have disappeared over the last few years is the undercar paraffin overnight heater. A unit that could be slipped under the engine during the winter months to try to keep the engine warm.
Motor clothing was very different, most motorists carried travelling rugs and road atlas’s. My father always insisted on wearing a car coat which he always bought from a company called Mendac. The smart set at the time would never have thought of driving anywhere without wearing string backed driving gloves, I even had a pair at one time for a short time.
This was the time when the car accessory shop came to the fore. Shops such as Halfords and Cosham Car Accessory’s were popular and most things for the home motor repairer could be bought there. I remember buying a engine decoking kit many years ago. I squirted the liquid into the spark plug ports and left, as instructed, them over night. The next morning the car was a job to start and it covered the back garden in noxious smoke but made very little difference to the performance of the engine.
This was the season for novelties and many of us had comic stickers in their cars along with little triangular stickers stating that we had been to Bideford or Southend.
However one of the cleverest advertising programmes came to us via Esso petrol and its put a tiger in your tank campaign. This became so popular that practically every other car that you saw around in the 1960’s had a synthetic tiger tail attached to its filler cap.
Life has moved on since those days. Cars are more comfortable with all sorts of built in gadgets including mini tv cameras. At one time I did most of my own maintenance, as many of us did, but today I lift the bonnet of my car and are faced with a mass of engineering which I do not understand anymore. I fondly look back upon the days that with a little ingenuity we could keep ‘old bangers’ on the road for miles and miles.
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Peter
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</b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-54429451374566736612023-12-28T11:32:00.001+00:002023-12-28T11:32:09.741+00:00<b>Web Page 3089
29th December 2023
Have you noticed the we have just passed the half a million hits on the page
Billy Smart
First Picture: The Governor
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Second Picture; The Smart family
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Third Picture: The Circus in its heyday
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Fourth Picture: Billy Smarts Circus poster
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William 'Billy' Smart was one of twenty-three children born into a fairground family from London. Born in 1894, he worked with his family on the fairgrounds of London and the South East from an early age up until his marriage to Dolly in 1925, after which he branched out with his brothers to set up his own fair. By the 1930s he was an established member of the fairground community in the South East and London area and travelled with up to ten rides, with some of his rides featuring alongside Bertram Mills' Circus at Olympia in 1939. More success followed in the war years when he operated some of London's largest morale-boosting Holiday at Home Fairs, supplying entertainment to a war-weary public. Although always interested in horses, and interested in circuses for some time, it was not until 1946 that he came across Cody's Circus and bought the big top. By the time he opened his New World Circus in 1946 he was fifty-two years old, following P.T. Barnum's example in taking on a second career as a circus proprietor.
Billy Smart's New World Circus made its debut at Southall Park, Middlesex, on 5 April 1946, for the first full season after the end of the war. The circus which he had purchased from Cody was run in conjunction with a travelling fun fair and at first he was seen as an interloper by other more established circus showmen. By 1952, the fun fair, which had been increasingly overshadowed by the circus, disappeared to leave room for a bona fide menagerie. Three years later, the two-poler tent was replaced by a giant 6,000 seat, four-pole round big top with a hippodrome track around the ring, and a vast entrance tent, thus enabling the staging of spectacular parades, which became a Billy Smart's Circus trademark.
His greatest innovation was his relationship with the newly established television networks when he agreed for Billy Smart's Circus to be broadcast live by the BBC in 1947. Over the years, Billy Smart's Christmas Spectacular became a BBC holiday tradition, which ITV took over in 1979 and carried on until 1982.
A large part of the success of the circus was the showmanship that Billy brought to the operation of the circus, the large family he could draw upon to run the shows and his ability as a showman to market and capture opportunities to advertise. Whilst other circus proprietors were threatened by the rise in popularity of television and shunned the cameras, Billy Smart embraced them. Smart's Circus grew to be one of the largest in the world, touring every part of the British Isles, and with permanent quarters and an associated zoo at Winkfield, Berkshire, not far from where Billy Smart began his fairground career. His success took the circus through twenty-six tenting tours, winter seasons, frequent TV appearances and the provision of animal acts to other circuses.
He died in his caravan on 25 September 1966, shortly after conducting the Romford Boys' Band in front of his mammoth circus tent at Ipswich, which had been set up that morning for a two-week stand. With his large Stetson hat, inevitable cigar and unique flair for self-promotion and publicity, Billy Smart was a showman of the highest order. One of his greatest stunts was when he rode an elephant through the streets of Mayfair and parked it at a meter before inserting a shilling!
Billy Smart was such a colourful character that on his death his lifelong friend Sir Billy Butlin described him as the greatest showman of our time and probably the last of the great showmen.
I remember Billy Smart coming to the King George V he playing fields at Cosham. This was proceed by a mesmerising circus parade with the Governor sat on the back seat of his Rolls Royce in his Stetson hat and smoking a large cigar.
Cosham Memories from Peter B:-
My father owned the Chemist business in Cosham High Street. “BAKERS OF COSHAM” during the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. In the 40’s and 50’s, we were a family of 5 living above the shop, which incidentally was originally Cosham Post Office. But there goes another story of the History of Cosham. Once a week, my mother, often with me, would go into Threadinghams to order our weeks groceries. Mr and Mrs Threadingham worked in the shop. They would weigh out things like sugar and flour etc; into cones that they made up from sugar paper. They had a huge bacon slicer which was worked with a big handle. Mr Threadingham would pack it all into one box and then deliver it to us. We got our meat from Pinks further up the street where I remember Miss Rickman sat in a kiosk to take the money after the butchers had prepared the meat. Our fish came from Mr Mays fish shop. We got our Green Groceries from Wilton’s where Mr and Mrs Wilton would serve us. Our bread was delivered twice a week from Campions up the High Street. Our Gold Top Channel Island milk was delivered every day from Gauntlets Dairy in Stakes Road, Waterlooville. We had a big long garden behind the shop and we kept 24 chickens. 12 Rhode Island Reds and 12 Black Leghorns. They were fed on a mixture of waste vegetables mixed with what was called balancer meal and a couple of handfuls of corn which we got from Curtis’s the corn and coal merchants next door to our shop. Once a week, I was sent down to the food office in the High Street to collect our ration of orange juice and cod liver oil. Twice a week I had to take the accumulator from our Wireless across the road to Seals to get it charged up. In my fathers chemist shop, there were no proprietary medicines. He had to make up all the prescriptions from the individual ingredients. He also had to count all the pills and tablets out from bulk bottles into small individual bottles. People often would not go to the doctor and they would rely on my father, John Barlow for his advice. Miss Bartlett was in charge of the Cosmetics side of the business.
I hope you may find this interesting. I could go on and tell you a lot more about our life in Cosham High Street
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Peter
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</b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-1826280996176847822023-12-20T13:45:00.000+00:002023-12-20T13:45:03.089+00:00<b>Web Page 3087
22nd December 2023
Happy Christmas to all of you
First Picture: Harrods at Christmas
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Second Picture; Selfridges window
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Third Picture: 1950’s Christmas Book
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Fourth Picture: Christmas at Home
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Had this sent to me during the year:-
How Christmas has changed since our childhood. I don’t ever recall making demands on my parents for particular presents under the tree, we were always grateful for what we received.
The magic started on the late afternoon of Christmas Eve, we as a family, would take the bus to town where we would go to the Ships in Meadow Street and Deacons in Charlotte Street for our fruit and vegetables. We would buy our Christmas Tree in the market and then would go to the meat lorry for a piece of pork and a capon. The shopping was always left till late as the stalls had to clear their stock by the end of the day or throw it away, so you could buy a string of sprouts for next to nothing and they were literally the first BOGOF known, as a pound of carrots would turn into two or three, they would give you as much as you could carry and more. (this practice changed in later years when most of the stall holders owned shops in Portsmouth, so the left over produce was kept until they opened again. (refrigeration had been become common by then).
We then struggled with all our bags and the tree back onto the bus to take us home. Try that today and you would be told to walk. The tree was set up and decorated during the evening and yes we had real candles on our tree, plastic decorations and real glass baubles, we also hung chocolates on the tree and put a fairy on the top, then off to bed before Santa came.
On Christmas morning we would find a stocking, aka a pillow case, at the end of the bed filled with goodies. I wouldn’t be far wrong when I say it contained:-
A magic drawing pad (when you scribbled lightly over the page a picture appeared) in later years this was exchanged for a colouring book and crayons or colouring pencils.
A pretty picture tin of Bluebird toffees.
A small stocking of fresh peanuts and raisins.
A Clementine or Mandarin Orange.
An annual (the first ones were always Rupert the Bear advancing to the Robin and the Swift, then on to Girl)
There was usually some form of clothing such as a bobble hats and scarves, socks, gloves and if you were really lucky a cardigan or jumper.
Usually, a Dinky toy or animals for the farmyard set.
There would be a board game or a small pack of cards and a simple toy that would have cost only a penny or two.
Of course Santas present was always left under the tree to be opened in front of all the family.
And we were always very happy with our lot.
Maureen Writes:-
I had an envelope of things to give to you but left them in Cornwall but one thing I will share with you as it is the appropriate time of year.
I have a booklet from Christmas 1958 with Lyons Christmas Fare. It opens out into an 8 page banner advertising goodies for Christmas as follows:
Lyons Christmas Puddings
2lb in foil wrapper 6s 6d
1lb in foil wrapper 3s 6d
5lb 12oz rich fruit cake with almond paste and decorated 30s 0d
3lb 11oz rich fruit cake with almond paste and decorated 21s 0d
2lb 15oz rich fruit cake with almond paste and decorated 16s 6d
Dundee Cakes 16s 6d 12s 6d 8s 6d
Tin of petit fours 9s 0d per tin
Chocolate Walnut layer cake 9s 6d
On the other side of the banner are 8 Christmas Carols and 10 party games
Have a wonderful Christmas and stay in touch
Peter
</b>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04067882658035364800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-972160468468175012.post-10951416975249221892023-12-14T19:28:00.001+00:002023-12-14T19:28:09.161+00:00<b>Web Page 3085
15th December 2023
First Picture: Duffle Coat
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Second Picture: On the Bridge
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Third Picture: Dr Who
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Fourth Picture: Jonathon Creek
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Duffel Coats
When we were young duffle coats were very popular, I had one, mine was navy blue with natural wooden toggles, I did not want a camel coloured one. Did you have one?
The duffle coat must be the only article of clothing which spanned the classes from the Royal Naval officers to farm workers.
A duffel coat (also duffle coat) is a coat made from duffel cloth, designed with toggle-and-rope fastenings, patched pockets and a large hood. The name derives from Duffel, a town in the province of Antwerp in Belgium where the manufacturing process of this kind of fabric, a coarse, thick, woollen cloth originated. Duffel bags were originally made from the same material.
As the hood and toggle fastenings from Polish frocks proved popular, the frock spread across Europe by the 1850s. By 1890 a less sophisticated version was being supplied to the British Royal Navy, from various manufacturers. During World War II all British troops wore the coat, among them Field Marshal Sir Bernard Montgomery and Lieutenant-Colonel Sir David Sterling. After the war, the coats became available in England as government surplus stock and became popular, especially with students. In countries freed by British, wearing the coat also meant a tribute to all troopers that fought in the war and a statement to civilian freedom.
There are many variations of duffel coat. The basic British style features:
• Genuine double weave woollen duffel fabric, lined with a woolly tartan pattern, or plain in the military version.
• Three or, later, four front wooden or horn toggle and leather fastenings.
• Two large outside patch pockets, with covering flaps on post-war versions.
• Originally knee length; shorter on later versions.
• A buttonable neck strap was added..
• Bucket hood with press stud adjustment. Later versions feature a neater "pancake" hood.
The large toggles and long ropes from the army coats were designed to enable easily fastening and unfastening while wearing gloves in cold weather. Current designs often feature imitation plastic buffalo horn. The original hood was oversized to allow room for a Naval cap.
Toggle-and-rope fastenings are known since ancient times, among others in China. The Duffel cloth has been manufactured since about the 1450's in Belgium and since the 1550s in The Netherlands (Leiden). British outerwear manufacturer John Partridge developed the first version of the duffle coat.
In the 1890s the British Admiralty purchased the coat in quantity for the Royal Navy from multiple manufacturers, where it was referred to as the "convoy coat". The navy issued a camel-coloured variant during World War I,] most probably also made from Melton wool.
The design of the coat was modified slightly and widely issued during World War II. It became known under the nickname "Monty coat".
Large post-war stocks of low-cost military surplus coats turned the duffel into a ubiquitous item of British civilian clothing in the 1950s and 1960s, especially among students.
Today, the duffel coat is often made of Melton cloth, as opposed to modern duffel cloth, which is a softer wool fabric with a distinct nap used for high-end coats and parkas.
British Major Calloway played by Trevor Howard in the 1949 movie The Third Man wears a standard issue Army duffel coat throughout the film.
In the Doctor Who serial The Curse of Fenric, the Seventh Doctor wears a tan duffle coat over his costume.
David Bowie wears the coat in the music video for "The Man Who Fell to Earth".
In the BBC series Jonathan Creek, part of the character's signature look includes a duffle coat, which was from actor Alan Davies' own wardrobe.
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This from Mary{:-
Hello Peter, I have just read your blog, & much enjoyed it. After leaving Portsmouth & moving out nr Hambledon we were living nr the Chairmakers Arms. With my mother being very anti alcohol, I wasn`t allowed in pubs, not that I always stuck to the rules!!! However I was sent to the Chairmakers one day with some eggs from our chicken. The landlord, Major Good was quite a character, & got on well with my Dad, both being ex soldiers. Mrs Good , I think, was Lebanese, & Dad said was a lovely lady. Their son was a little older than me & was a handsome lad, a fact not wasted on me. My then boyfriend told him that I was already spoken for, a fact I didn`t know for 50 yrs! A few yrs ago we took our day centre clients for lunch at the Chairmakers & I felt sad that it had lost it`s wonderful character. I`ve enjoyed a ploughmans at the Plough & Harrow nr Steep, a marvelous place. The Horse & Jockey nr the Chairmakers was good too. These days I live 1 minute from a small Welsh pub, which does excellent roast dinners on a Sunday. It`s a very friendly place & we`re all looking forward to meeting up next Wednesday for a Christmas lunch, free for us 70+yr olds. Wishing you all the Best,
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8th December 2023
First Picture: Ploughmans Lunch
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Second Picture: Pickled Eggs
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Third Picture: Pickled Onions
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Fourth Picture: Uncle Toms Cabin
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Ploughman’s Lunch
It’s as if the term ‘Ploughman’s Lunch‘ has been on the archetypal village pub’s menu for several millennia but you might be astonished to find out its use started far more recently! According to agreement from various sources including the BBC, the phrase ‘Ploughman’s Lunch’ was first promoted by the Milk Marketing Board in the 1960s. It was part of a campaign to promote the sales of cheese and other dairy products, especially in pubs. However, the concept of the combination of ingredients is much older.
If we journey back slightly further to an edition of a magazine published by the Brewers’ Society called ‘A Monthly Bulletin’ (dated July 1956), we read a superb quote describing the activities of a group called the Cheese Bureau. It says “that it exists for the admirable purpose of popularising cheese and, the public house lunch of bread, beer, cheese and pickle was a heart attack waiting to happen. This traditional combination was broken by war time rationing and the Cheese Bureau hoped, by demonstrating the natural affinity of the bred and cheese to effect a remarriage”. The use of the phrase ‘traditional combination’ suggests this type of well balanced, locally produced food has indeed long been a part of rural folk’s diets.
Whenever this perfect meal first originated, there is one thing that is vital to the perfect Ploughmans Lunch: generosity. Each piece of cheese, or bread or accompaniment used were large and chunky. Perhaps this explains why rationing and the war got in the way of our enjoyment of this unique English dish and we needed the advertising skills of the Milk Marketing Board in the ’60s to remind us how good it always was.
There were also two other essentials that usually accompanied a Ploughman’s Lunch and they were held on the bar in large jars and were pickled onions and pickled eggs.
Additional items could be added such as ham, gammon, green salad, hard boiled eggs, and an apple, or tomato and the other usual accompaniments were a portion of dairy butter and "pickle", or a chutney-like condiment.
Back in the 1960’s there were many country pubs in southern Hampshire that served really good Ploughman’s Lunches. I remember eating them in The Chairmaker Arms at Worlds End (before it was modernised), The Royal Oak Hooks Way when it was in the hands of Alfie Anger the oldest landlord in West Sussex and locally Uncle Toms Cabin when the tenants were Mr and Mrs Rule.
At that time, the early and mid-1960’s, none of us went out for an evening meal, the nearest we got was to buy packet of chips with salt and vinegar from Mr. Francis chip shop on the Havant Road in Drayton.
Not exactly haut cuisine!!
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Web Page 3081
1st December 2023
First Picture: Lyons Corner House Leicester Square
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Second Picture: Wimpey Logo
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Third Picture: Wimpey Bender
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Fourth Picture: Wimpey Menu
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The Beef Burger
Who invented the beef burger?
There are many different theories when it comes to who invented the first burger.
Exactly who started the craze is still widely up for debate. Some say Jeff Lassen, the great-grandson of Louis Lassen, swears the invention of the hamburger is part of his family heritage in the 1900s but others point to Fletcher Davis, in Texas in the 1880s who brought his invention to the World's Fair in St. Louis in 1904, where it massively took off and became an American icon. Another theory and possible inventor is Charlie Nagreen from Wisconsin, who at 15 was selling Hamburg steaks from a stall at an annual fair.
Where do burgers come from?
From Texas to Connecticut it seems that the US have used this name burger for many, many years followed closely by Hamburg in Germany who claim they're home to the first burger (as their name seems to subtly suggest). Historians believe that actually burgers first came about in ancient Rome when street food was hugely popular but there is no concrete proof of this.
Wherever they came from this piece of chopped beef sandwiched between two soft buns is a concept that, today, is known and loved globally.
Although findings of several lines of research point to the 1900s as a starting point, other research suggests that the hamburger actually dates back to the 12th century when the Mongol horsemen first ate steak tartare, (raw chopped steak in a bun). It’s said that this idea made its way through Russia before landing in Germany and then the world beyond.
It became a staple part of our British cuisine, thanks to the Wimpy Company and the golden arches of MacDonalds for bringing the concept to us in the UK first and allowing us all to go out and ‘grab a burger’. Wimpy bars introduced the hamburger here in 1954 when it opened its first shop that was situated as a franchise in the Lyons Corner House in off of Leicester Square in London and the first McDonald’s store opened in Woolwich in October1974 in south-east London. Since then, burger outlets have become massively popular and are dotted all over the country with several competing to be the best burger on the block.
Today, there’s a whole barmy army of burger fans in the UK with a National Burger Day (usually the weekend before the August Bank Holiday) , there are burger eating competitions and hugely popular street food festivals which are home to a number of burger pop up stalls of all varieties.
One of the items that Wimpey became famous for was the Wimpey Bender. For those who do not remember, this was a cooked frankfurter sausage which had been partly cut through so it could be laid out on the plate in a semi-circle.
I must admit to not being a great burger fan but I have been known to visit the odd store both here and in Sweden
At least these store have lasted, these days who remembers Spud-U-Like or Golden Egg?
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24rd November 2023
First Picture: Rationing Advert
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Second Picture: Heinz Salad Cream
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Fourth Picture: High Tea
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Food in Britain in the 1950s and 1960s
Ask any American in their 60s or 70s who is the best cook he or she knows, and they will almost certainly reply, “My mom”. Ask any English person of a similar age and they will almost certainly name anyone BUT their mother.
You could be kind and blame this lack of British culinary skill on rationing. Rationing continued even after the end of World War II; indeed, when the Queen came to the throne in 1952, sugar, butter, cheese, margarine, cooking fat, bacon, meat and tea were all still rationed. Rationing did not actually finish until 1954, with sugar rationing ending in 1953 and meat rationing in 1954.
Rationing and the meagre choice of ingredients and flavourings, whilst concentrating our mums minds on creating filling and satisfying meals, would preclude the best cook from creating cordon bleu dishes. Food was seasonal (no tomatoes in winter for example); there were no supermarkets, no frozen food or freezers to store it in and the only takeaway was from the fish and chip shop.
The 1950s were the age of spam fritters (now making a comeback!), salmon sandwiches, tinned fruit with evaporated milk, fish on Fridays and ham salad for high tea every Sunday. The only way to add flavour to this bland plain cooking was with tomato ketchup, Daddies Sauce or brown sauce.
There were no salad dressings as we know them today. Olive oil was only sold in very small bottles from the chemist, to be warmed and placed in the ear to loosen ear wax! Salad in the summer consisted of round lettuce, cucumber and tomatoes, and the only dressing available was Heinz Salad Cream. In the winter, salad was often thinly sliced white cabbage, onions and carrots, again served with Salad Cream. Heinz also did a range of tinned salads: Potato Salad, Vegetable Salad and Coleslaw.
‘Meat and two veg’ was the staple diet for most families in the 1950s and 1960s. The average family rarely if ever ate out. In the pub you could get potato crisps (three flavours only – potato, plain or salted – until Golden Wonder launched ‘cheese and onion’ in 1962), a pickled egg to go on top, and perhaps a pasty or some cockles, winkles and whelks from the seafood man on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday evening.
Things started to change when the UK’s answer to the burger bars in America arrived in the 1950s to cater for that new group of consumers, the ‘teenagers’. The first Wimpy Bars opened in 1954 selling hamburgers and milkshakes and proved extremely popular.
Although the first Chinese restaurant in London was opened in 1908, the real spread of Chinese restaurants began in the late 1950s and 1960s with the influx of migrants from Hong Kong. These proved very popular; indeed in 1958 Billy Butlin introduced chop suey and chips into his holiday camps!
The 1960s also saw a dramatic rise in the number and spread of Indian restaurants in Britain, During rationing it had been very difficult if not near impossible, to obtain the spices required for Indian cooking but with the rise in immigration and the end of rationing, this was no longer a problem and the restaurants flourished.
So much so that in the late 1960s, the famous Vesta curries and Vesta Chow Mein, the first taste for many Britons of ‘foreign food’ became available in the shops..
The late 1960s saw a boom in the British economy and a rise in the standard of living. The first package holidays to Europe started in the late 60s and made overseas travel affordable to all. This too played its part in tempting the British palate with tasty new foods and ingredients.
The decades between 1954 and 1974 saw a dramatic turning point in British eating habits. From a nation still dealing with rationing in 1954 and whose staple diet was plain home cooking, by 1975 not only were we eating out on a regular basis, we were becoming addicted to the new spicy foods available and the nation’s love affair with Chicken Tikka Masala had well and truly begun.
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16th November 2023
First Picture: Blind Mans Buff
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Second Picture Musical Chairs
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Third Picture: Pin the tail on the donkey
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Fourth Picture: The Farmers in his den
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Birthday Party Games
When I was a child birthday parties were fairly small affairs and were always held in the birthday child’s home with a handful of their schoolmates and young relatives invited. We always had a birthday tea and a cake with candles on it and the rest of the time was filled with party games.
It’s interesting that some games we are very familiar with from childhood, appear in similar forms all over the world. Are there reasons why we play them which are common to all people? A lot of these games have a different appearance due to the culture they’re from, but are constructed in the same fashion
Blind Man’s Buff
A version of the game was played in Ancient Greece where it was called “copper mosquito.” The game is played by children in Bangladesh where it is known as Kamanchi meaning blind fly. One individual is blind-folded in order to catch or touch one of the others who run around repeating, “The blind flies are hovering fast! Catch whichever you can!” The game was played in the Tudor period, as there are references to its recreation by Henry VIII’s courtiers. It was also a popular parlour game in the Victorian Era. I have recently learned that the name of the game is now considered offensive by some and that the blindfolding of a child can be looked on as dangerous.
Musical Chairs
The origins of the game’s name as “Trip to Jerusalem” is disputed. However, it is known to come from its German name Reise Nach Jerusalem (“The Journey to Jerusalem”). One theory suggests that the name was inspired by The Crusades wherein several heavy losses were incurred.
Pin the Tail on the Donkey
Pin the tail on the donkey is a game played by groups of children. The earliest version listed in a catalogue of American games compiled by the American Game Collectors Association in 1998, is dated 1899, and attributed to Charles Zimmerling. My parents bought a a commercial set complete with a picture of a donkey and a fabric tail and then we all had a go at pinning the tail on the donkey.
Pass the Parcel
Research tells us that this is of British origin unlike Blind Man’s Buff which crops up in many cultures. Back in the 1950s the music was either played on a gramophone or on a piano. The parent operating the stop-start music kept a careful eye on the passing of the parcel to make sure everyone had a turn and to ensure that the birthday child was not the one to open the last layer which contained the prize. Back then it was something small like a chocolate bar.
Musical Statues
It seems that this game appears in various countries and has quite a long history. Some countries know it was Freeze Dance or Frozen Statues. Some homes had a parent who played the piano and some had a gramophone with a parent lifting the stylus – just like Pass the Parcel and Musical Chairs.
Spin the Bottle/ Plate
On a personal note, I absolutely hated forfeit games! At some of the bigger parties like village parties there was the dreaded spin the plate/ bottle game. If the bottle finished its spin pointing to you or if you spun the plate and didn’t get back to your seat in the circle you had to do a forfeit. This usually involved having to sing a song, recite a poem or do something like hop around the room. My worst nightmare!!
The Farmers I his den
A version of tag where the children all stand in a circle and one is designated the farmer and he has to walk round the outside of the circle and then taps one child on the shoulder, a race around the ring then ensues to see who can get back to the space first.
These were the days of innocence!
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9th November 2023
First Picture: Ronson Lighter Fuel
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Second Picture Elbow patches
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Third Picture: Rolls Razor
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Fourth Picture: Bay Rum
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Memories of my father
The first things that come to mind are white collar stubs. Until the advent of the attached collar my father always used collar studs. One, a larger one, went into the back of the collar and the shirt. There was also a smaller stud which fixed the front of the collar. In fact, my father, for the rest of his life had a mark near his Adams apple caused by this particular stud.
My father always wet shaved so there was always lingering small of Old Spice about him; and talking of perfumes after had been to the barbers in the back of Jarmans tobacconists, in Drayton, run by Mr and Mrs Keyes, he always smelt of Bay Rum. I also remember that he also owned a compact Rolls Strop razor in its own silver coloured box. I remember him standing in the bathroom running the razor up and down the red and black strop to sharpen the blade.
My father also smoked and collected the coupons out of the Kensitas packs so his clothes always smelt of smoke which was also permeated with the delicate smell of Ronson Liger Fuel. He also smoked Manakin small cigars but only at Christmas, He always kept a small Ronson petrol lighter in a small brown leather pouch in his pocket; to fill the lighter Ronson petrol was poured into the base through a screw and he always kept a silver threepenny bit in the pouch to unscrew the filler.
Another thing that I remember was the way my mother sewed on leather patches onto the elbows of his jackets when they got a bit worn, she also sewed leather linings around the cuffs of his jackets for the same reason.
My father was no cobbler but when it came to putting stick on soles or heels onto won out shoes he would take himself off to Woolworths in Cosham High Street and buy the required items, which he would bring home and take into the shed where he would hammer and glue the soles etc onto the offending shoes using a metal last. I still have that last stored away in my own shed. If the repair was beyond him the shoes would be taken to the cobbler on the south side of the Havant Road in Farlington.
One part of my father’s life that I never knew much about until after he had died was his life as a Masonic Mason. After his death I came across a small brief case which contained all his regalia. It appears he joined the Masons whilst he was working in Ceylon for two years in the 1950’s and looking at the regalia once he moved back to the UK he became a member of two different Lodges. In the brief case were two different aprons and collars, several Masonic medals and a pair of white cotton gloves. My father never asked me to join and a lot of the things in the case where strange to me. The problem was what to do with all this stuff after he died, luckily, I managed to contact another Mason who took the regalia back to the Lodge and I believe it was then recycled to new members. His masonic membership also explained why in the wardroom he kept an evening suit and black bow tie.
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Web Page 3073
2nd November 2023
First Picture: Tony Hart
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Second Picture Vision On
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Third Picture: Tony Harts daughter
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Fourth Picture: With Morph
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Norman Antony Hart was born on 15th October 1925 He initially served as an officer in a Gurkha regiment until the start of Indian independence. After this he became involved in children's television from the 1950s, working on the BBC's Blue Peter for a few years before fronting a series of children's art programmes, including Vision On, Take Hart and Hartbeat.
His contributions to children's television include the
of the ship logo used by Blue Peter and the show's badges, and the animated character of Morph, who appeared beside him on his programmes following his introduction in the 1970s.
He was born in Hastings Road, Maidstone and was interested in drawing from an early age. He attended All Saints, Margaret Street Resident Choir School and then Clayesmore School in Iwerne Minster, Dorset, where art was his best subject.
Tony Hart left school in 1943 and wanted to join the Royal Air Force, but as he would have been unable to fly owing to slightly deficient eyesight, he followed in his father’s footsteps and joined the British Indian Army instead where he gained an officers' commission in the 1st Gurkha Rifles. However, when he was told that lower-ranked British officers would be replaced by Indian officers following Indian independence, he decided to return to civilian life. The outbreak of the Korean War (25 June 1950) saw him being re-commissioned in the Territorial Army, attached to the Royal Artillery, from 23 November 1948 to 1 July 1950.
After being demobilised, he decided to become a professional artist and studied at Maidstone College of Art, He graduated in 1950 and, after working as a display artist in a London store, became a freelance artist
His break into broadcast television came in 1952, after his brother persuaded him to attend a party where he met a BBC children's television producer. After an interview in which he drew a fish on a napkin while the producer was looking for paper, He became resident artist on the Saturday Special programme. Subsequent television shows included Playbox (1954–59), Tich and Quackers (1963-), Vision On (1964–76), Take Hart (1977–83), Hartbeat (1984–93), Artbox Bunch (1995–96) and Smart Hart (1999–2000 From the 1970s, he often appeared alongside the animated Plasticine stop-motion character Morph, created by Peter Lord of Aardman Animations.
Tony Hart was a regular face on the BBC children's programme Blue Peter in the 1950s and presented a number of programmes in 1959. As well as demonstrating small-scale projects (the type that viewers might be able to do) he also created large-scale artworks on the television studio floor, and even used beaches and other open spaces as 'canvases'.
A regular feature of his programmes was The Gallery, which displayed artworks sent in by young viewers. Hart also created the original design for the Blue Peter badge, also used as the programme's logo. He originally asked for his fee to be paid as a royalty of 1d for each badge made, but was offered a flat fee of £100. The badges are famous throughout the United Kingdom and have been coveted by successive generations of Blue Peter viewers. The ink and watercolour galleon, believed to be the inspiration for the Blue Peter logo and badge, was originally drawn by Tony Hart for "Hooray for Humpty-Dumpty" on Saturday Special, in 1952.
He received two BAFTA awards. His first, for Best Children's Educational Programme, came in 1984 for Take Hart, and he was given a Lifetime Achievement Award in 1998. He retired from regular TV work in 2001.[3]
He met his wife, Jean Skingle, while working in television; they married in 1953[ They were married for fifty years until she died in 2003. They had a daughter, Carolyn, and two grandchildren.
On 28th December 2006, it was announced during the reunion programme It Started with Swap Shop that Tony Hart was in poor health, though this was not elaborated upon until an interview with The Times published on 30 September 2008, revealing that two strokes had robbed him of the use of his hands and left him unable to draw. He peacefully on 18 January 2009 at the age of 83.
His funeral took place in the village of Shamley Green, where he had lived for more than forty years and he was buried in the churchyard of Christ Church.
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26th October 2023
First Picture: Traditional Match Box
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Second Picture Match Factory
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Third Picture: Swan Vestas
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Fourth Picture: England’s Glory
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Matches
Bryant & May was a company created in the mid-19th century specifically to make matches. Their original Bryant & May Factory was located in Bow, London. They later opened other match factories in the United Kingdom and Australia, such as the Bryant & May Factory, Melbourne, and owned match factories in other parts of the world.
The registered trade name Bryant & May still exists and it is owned by Swedish Match, as are many of the other registered trade names of the other, formerly independent, companies within the Bryant & May group.
In 1861 Bryant relocated the business to a three-acre site, on Fairfield Road, Bow, East London. The building, an old candle factory, was demolished and a model factory was built in the mock-Venetian style popular at the time. The factory was heavily mechanised and included twenty-five steam engines to power the machinery. On nearby Bow Common, the company built a timber mill to make splints from imported Canadian pine. Bryant & May were aware of "phossy jaw". If a worker complained of having toothache, they were told to have the teeth removed immediately or be sacked.
In the 1880s Bryant & May employed nearly 5,000 people, most of them female and Irish, or of Irish descent; by 1895 the figure was 2,000 of whom between 1,200 and 1,500 were women and girls. The workers were paid different rates for completing a ten-hour day, depending on the type of work undertaken.[ The frame-fillers were paid 1 shilling per 100 frames completed; the cutters received 23⁄4 d for three gross of boxes, and the packers got 1s 9d per 100 boxes wrapped up.
Those under 14 years of-age received a weekly wage of 4s. Most workers were lucky if they took the full amounts home, as a series of fines were levied by the foremen, with the money deducted directly from wages. The fines included 3d for having an untidy workbench, talking or having dirty feet—many of the workers were bare-footed as shoes were too expensive; 5d was deducted for being late; and a shilling for having a burnt match on the workbench. The women and girls involved in boxing up the matches, they had to pay the boys who brought them the frames from the drying ovens, and had to supply their own glue and brushes. One girl who dropped a tray of matches was fined 6d
The match boxes were made through domestic outwork under a sweating system. Such a system was preferred because the workers were not covered under the Factory Acts. Such workers received 21⁄4 to 21⁄2 d per gross of boxes. The workers had to provide glue and string from their own funds.
In 1871 Robert Lowe, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, attempted to introduce a tax of 1⁄2 d per hundred matches. Match-making companies complained about the new levy and arranged a mass-meeting at Victoria Park, London on Sunday 23 April; 3,000 match workers attended, the majority of whom were from Bryant & May. It was resolved to march on the following day to the Houses of Parliament to present a petition. Several thousand match-makers set off from Bow Road in an orderly fashion[.
The demonstration comprised mostly girls between the ages of thirteen and twenty, and were working classes.
On the same day as the meeting in Victoria Park, Queen Victoria wrote to the prime minister, William Gladstone, to protest about the tax:
it is difficult not to feel considerable doubt as to the wisdom of the proposed tax on matches ... [which] will be felt by all classes to whom matches have become a necessity of life. ... this tax which is intended should press on all equally will in fact only be severely felt by the poor which would be very wrong and most impolitic at the present moment.
The day following the march, Robert Lowe announced in the House of Commons that the proposed tax was being withdrawn.
Bryant and May was involved in three of the most divisive industrial episodes of the 19th century, the sweating of domestic out-workers, the wage "fines" that led to the London matchgirls strike of 1888 and the scandal of "phossy jaw". The strike won important improvements in working conditions and pay for the mostly female workforce working with the dangerous white phosphorus.
The company rebuilt their Bow factory in 1909-1910, with many modern innovations including two tall towers housing water storage tanks for a sprinkler system. By 1911 it employed more than 2,000 female workers, the largest factory in London
To protect its position Bryant & May merged with or took over its rivals. These were: Bell and Black, Swan Vestas]S. J. Moreland and Sons who sold matches under the trade name England's Glory.
In the 1980s, factories in Gloucester and Glasgow closed leaving Liverpool as the last match factory in the UK. This continued until December 1994. The premises survive today as 'the Matchworks' (grade 2 listed building) and the Matchbox all using the existing buildings with renovations done by Urban Splash
The British match brands continue to survive as brands of Swedish Match and are made outside the UK. Other parts of the merged company involved in shaving products survive, and still use the trade name Wilkinson Sword in Europe, and the Schick trade name elsewhere. However, the shaving products are made in Germany.
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19th October 2023
First Picture: In Arden House
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Second Picture Bill Simpson
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Third Picture: Radio Times cover
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Fourth Picture: Dr Finlay and Janet
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Dr Finlay’s Casebook
When I was a teenager my parents would not miss a particular programme on a Sunday evening, Dr Finey’s Casebook. The popular series was set in the 1920s in a pre-NHS medical practice in the fictional Scottish town of Tannochbrae (the series was actually filmed in the Highland town of Callander).
The series – debuting on the BBC on 16 August 1962 – restored the dignity of the medical profession after Dr Kildare. Compared to the feverish activity of Kildare, Tannochbrae was in a permanent state of anaesthesia.
The basic concept for the series was based on the characters and settings created by the writer A.J. Cronin in a number of short stories based on his own experiences as a doctor.
The residents of Arden House were the crusty Dr Angus Cameron (Andrew Cruickshank), a confirmed bachelor who loved chess, was prone to asthma and was the type of old-fashioned doctor who intimidated patients into recovery; ‘young’ Dr Alan Finlay (Bill Simpson), who never looked a day under 40; and no-nonsense housekeeper Janet MacPherson – played to stiff Presbyterian perfection by Barbara Mullen.
The series was put together in just five weeks to fill a gap in the schedules. Andrew Cruikshank said; “It was very rushed at first and nobody ever noticed that Dr Cameron’s room at Arden House didn’t have a window”.
Bill Simpson was plucked from reading the news with Scottish ITV in Glasgow. Like Dr Finlay, he was an ex-farmer and hailed from the Ayrshire fishing village of Dunure, almost an exact replica of Tannochbrae. The BBC took great pains to maintain period detail in the series and there was a surprisingly large amount of location footage, clearly shot in rural Scotland. This helped create a realistic setting for the stories as well as provide a sense of isolation.
The little town of Tannochbrae – in truth, not much more than a village – had a 26-bed cottage hospital, with the Lanark Infirmary nearby, and an ambulance obtainable from the police station or neighbouring Knoxhill.
Among its active population, Tannochbrae numbered a good few workers from the colliery and shipyard not far away and – being near the Clyde and a pleasant loch – it attracted businessmen who commuted from their offices in Glasgow.
The daily medical needs of a sleepy lowland community between the wars proved hugely successful with viewers and Dr Finlay’s Casebook was a Sunday evening must for millions of viewers during the 1960s.
During the final season, the inhabitants of the Arden House surgery also appeared on radio, where they carried on dispensing common sense and rubbing ointment for a further seven years.
The show made stars of the dapper Bill Simpson, veteran actor Andrew Cruickshank and Barbara Mullen.
One person, however, did take exception to the odious little Dr Snoddy (Eric Woodburn).
When the programme finally ended at the start of the 1970s, a Dr Desmond Reilly told a London conference of medical officers; “Dr Snoddy should be in horror movies. Over the years, he has been seen to bungle cases or to be an obstructionist. The best thing to happen for the good name of public health has been the dropping of the series”.
ITV revived Doctor Finlay in 1993 with Ian Bannen, Annette Crosbie and David Rintoul playing the parts of Doctor Cameron, Janet and Doctor Finlay and, in 2001, John Gordon Sinclair took on the title role in new adaptations of Cronin’s stories for BBC Radio 4.
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12th October 2023
First Picture: Barbara Moore
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Second Picture Arrival in Cornwall
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Third Picture: On the road
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Fourth Picture: Walking in America
Dr Barbara Moore
Dr. Barbara Moore, was born Anna Cherkasova (Russian: Анна Черкасова;) on the 22nd December 1903 and died on 14th May 1977). She was a Russian-born British engineer who attempted to gain celebrity status in the early 1960s for her long-distance walking and promotion of questionable health fads.
Dr. Moore was among the first generation of Soviet female engineers after the Russian Revolution. In 1932, she became the Soviet Union's long-distance motorcycle champion. She immigrated to Great Britain in 1939, marrying an art teacher, Harry Moore, however they later separated. At times she also used the name Barbara Moore-Pataleewa.
In December 1959, she walked from Edinburgh to London. In early 1960, she hit the headlines when she walked from John o'Groats to Land's End in 23 she was 56 years of age at the time. After her journey, a few months later in 1960, Billy Butlin launched the End-to-End Challenge, also making national news headlines and 715 people left John O’Groats. But with little preparation, only 138 reached the other end. But this started the great publicity surrounding this route which has been tackled in many strange ways since. She then undertook an 86-day, 3,387-mile walk from San Francisco to New York City, where she arrived on 6th July 1960.
She was a vegetarian and a breatharian, believing it is possible for people to survive without food. She walked with only a supply of nuts, honey, raw fruit and vegetable juice for nourishment. I have no idea why she was a Doctor but she was always referred to as Doctor.
She was always a vegetarian and also a breatharian, claiming that it was possible to survive without food! In November 1944 the then-new Vegan Society held its first meeting, at the Attic Club, 144 High Holborn, London. Those in attendance were Donald Watson, Elsie B. Shrigley, Fay K. Henderson, Alfred Hy Haffenden, Paul Spencer and Bernard Drake, with Dr Moore as an observer.
She was convinced that most people could live to be 200 years old by abstaining from smoking, drinking alcohol and sex. She claimed she had cured herself of leukemia by way of a special diet she had developed.
To test her health theories, she planned to build a laboratory next door to her home in Frimley. She was soon drawn into a lengthy legal battle over a sewer and access roads for a nearby housing estate. She spent years and most of her life savings fighting her case, but ultimately lost in the High Court of Justice. She was jailed for contempt of court after she refused to accept the ruling.
She died in a London hospital on 14th May 1977, bankrupt and near starvation because of her refusal to eat.
Christopher writes:-
Your article on ice cream brought back wonderful memories of Dagostino’s in Guildhall Square where after swimming in the City baths we would sit and eat our ice cream reeking of chlorine.
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5th October 2023
First Picture: Walls sign
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Second Picture Stop Me and Buy One
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Third Picture: Ice Cream Van
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Fourth Picture: Cornetto
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When it comes to ice cream sales, Wall’s has got it licked. It has two brands in the global top ten ice cream rankings, sells 40 brands under the Heartbrand logo and delivers happiness in form of ice cream in 52 countries around the world.
In 1913 an entrepreneurial butcher called Thomas Wall decided to counteract the summer dip in sales of sausages by branching out into selling ice cream. World War 1 put his idea on hold. But when Unilever purchased the business in 1922 and large commercial freezers began arriving from the US, the Wall’s ice cream brand was brought to life.
Demand for Wall’s saw vendors travelling the streets of London to sell ice cream via horse and cart. It wasn’t long before bike deliveries were added to the mix. By 1939, Wall’s fleet of tricycle salespeople was 8,500 strong.
Fast forward 20 years and construction began for Wall’s first state- of-the-art factory. In 1962, at full capacity, it produced 90,000 gallons of ice cream each day. And it’s still in operation today, making 4 million Cornetto ice creams every week and more than 1 billion ice creams every year.
The brand has come a long way from selling vanilla ices on the streets of London. Today, Wall’s sells more than 40 brands, many of them local to specific markets. What’s more, its ice creams are sold in 52 countries around the world.
There are five Unilever brands in the top ten bestselling ice creams in the world. Two of them – Cornetto and Carte D’Or – are part of Wall’s Heartbrand portfolio. In 2021, sales from Unilever’s Ice Cream portfolio reached €6.9 billion in turnover, with underlying sales growth of 5.7%. Wall’s was one of three €1 billion ice cream brands.
Today, out-of-home purchases still play a significant part in ice cream sales, but the Covid pandemic has opened new quick commerce channels to supply ice cream to consumers.
Getting ice cream to consumers fast and without spoiling has been achieved through partnerships with delivery services alongside tapping into Wall’s existing network of freezer cabinets in local stores and restaurants. This network works to ensure brands such as Carte D’Or go from an online order to delivery to the consumer’s doorstep in less than 30 minutes. In 2021, this combination of speed and response to consumer demand saw this part of our ice cream business grow by 60%.
There is something for everyone in the Wall’s ice cream portfolio,
The ice cream with the ‘catchiest jingle ever’
First aired in 1982, this Wall’s Cornetto ad featured a young woman who thinks she is being wooed by an Italian gondolier but finds that he is only after her ice cream. The jingle ‘Just One Cornetto’ was set to the tune of the famous 1898 Italian opera song, ‘O Sole Mio’, a globally recognised Neapolitan song. It was voted the catchiest advertising jingle ever and saw the brand itself doing different advertising variants and one UK beer brand do its own popular spoof.
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