Tottenham till he was 8.He was a Chingford boy.
I remember being really surprised when i found out he was working class,genuinely thought he was a toff.His mum sent him for elocution lessons
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Tottenham till he was 8.He was a Chingford boy.
He must have got Ding Dong from somewhere else.He was a Chingford boy.
My mum is dyslexic and did the same for me.Tottenham till he was 8.
I remember being really surprised when i found out he was working class,genuinely thought he was a toff.His mum sent him for elocution lessons
...I dare say I could too, but I might struggle to identify the colours of the wires with my eyes closed. How did you solve that little issue?My mum is dyslexic and did the same for me.
40 years on and I have still got my Somerset burr but I can wire a plug with my eyes shut
I would imagine it came as a shock to him....I dare say I could too, but I might struggle to identify the colours of the wires with my eyes closed. How did you solve that little issue?
Hate jellied eels but grew up on salt beef sandwiches down Hessel street market and whelks and cockles from Tubby Isaacs. I think they're down in Clacton now.
Remember Jubilee St? My granny lived there. My other one on Commercial Rd. Robert Montefiore off Valance Rd was my primary school.
Worked at the Whittington for a couple of years. I remember a fantastic Indian restaurant on Highgate Hill . I think it was called something like the Bengal lancer. Long time ago. Also further up the hill, a great pub, the vic(toria)
He was a Chingford boy.
Trial and error, still the surgeons at the local burns unit were fantastic...I dare say I could too, but I might struggle to identify the colours of the wires with my eyes closed. How did you solve that little issue?
Oh the memories. Bethnal Green, Roman Rd, No 73 up Mare St. Brick Lane is still my first choice for a curry. I remember the bagel shop where you could buy them still warm at 5a..m. Lucky we're not from further east. We'd be Spammers. Fate worse than death!Of course, I went to St Patrick's primary and St Anne's junior. We first lived off Brick Lane then moved to Bethnal Green
Pie and mash with green liqour. Also salt beef from Blooms and the e and a salt beef bar in Stamford hill after the game. Never tried boiled beef and carrots. Sounds awful.Jellied eels vile
Salt Beef Yummy Rabins in Soho for me
Cockles and Whelks More vile sea creatures
No pie and mash?
No boiled beef and carrots?
No birth certificate?
My big bro lives in Somerset. Whereabouts are/were you?My mum is dyslexic and did the same for me.
40 years on and I have still got my Somerset burr but I can wire a plug with my eyes shut
You're quick. I'll give you that!I would imagine it came as a shock to him.
Don't remember it. We used to buy stuff at Whitechapel Market. My dad used to sell "The Daily Worker" down there on Saturday morning.Can't believe neither of you have mentioned Blackmans. Surely one of you bought footwear there in the past?
I still shop there now