Wednesday 7 June 2017 4.53pm
Hendy I remember your Dads shoe shop. Can't place your dads face, but remember the big black cat they had! Don't know if it was stray but went in there frequently as having three children..coming out of Charles Dickens school frequently went in there to replace plimsolls because theirs had been lost.
My aunt took my cousin in the shop and the cat was perched on the ladder they had inside, cat jumped on Stevens head,he screamed because the cat was wobbling and dug his claws in..lol
Eileen in the Windmill cafe the treacle pudding was to die for wasn't it! Went into Starbucks
last year and lamented the passing of friendly family run shops..and the coffee in Starbucks
was served in cold cups by up their own arse staff!