In the days before sat nav, directions used
to be given by pub names ie turn left at the Kings Head then second right after
the Queens Arms. My dad was such a person. To him an ideal day out was to drive
out one way to a pub and then back by another. You never went there and back by
the same route. And of course you always had to go to a pub where he would be
recognised and given his fair due. Quite how he got to be recognised in the
first place was never clear but I was very young in the days of those outings.
A man of his standing required a certain level of due. Publicans were well
aware of that fact then, when people knew their place.
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| 1960 |
As a manager of a suburban high street bank he couldn't afford to run a
car on his salary, bank pay not being what it is today. I'm pretty sure
this car had been borrowed, as it seems much too flashy for him to have
owned. Looks like a Ford Zodiac and dig the white wall tyres! I remember
our first family car as being square, black and sensible not like this
one at all. The motif on the rear of the photo says '1960 Worthing',
which would make me 14 and my brother, Paul, 7. As you can see I was
quite fashion conscious from an early age. Bouffant skirts, wide belts
and pumps being all the rage in those days. In fact, we all look very
smart so perhaps we were off to some special occasion but all this has
been lost in the mist of time.
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