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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington
Yes, that was the era I was growing up.
I saw Ma yesterday, but she has wiped that information from the hard drive - her brain.
She says that at her age(86)it isn't important anymore.
She used to send me for the child allowance to the post office on Nuttall St......I can remember always coming home with a rusty brown ten shilling note. She would then send me downtown the 'bottom shop' on The corner of Marsden St to pay off her 'tick' bill......things we had had without paying for until the family allowance was due.
If it had not been for this arrangement we would not have survived.
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It made me feel claustrophobic that post office,and the "bottom shop" seemed to always have a nice smell of incense if I remember rightly.
If it wasn't for 'tick' a lot of folk would of gone without,Nothing much has changed in that respect
