Minnie the Minx wrote: comrade moleskin wrote: Minnie the Minx wrote:
My mum used to send me to the shop to get her Number 6.
'Ten number 6' I would say and reach up and put the pennies on the counter.
I was 9!
I was running a similar errand for my older sister.
The owner of the shop apparently(*) used to sell cigarettes singly to the kids from the nearby secondary school.
* according to my mum
I don't even remember if it was illegal to sell fags to kids in 1979 (when I was 9)
I remember running similar errands for my mum - I was probably younger than 9. Of course there was a fag machine right outside the Bakehouse anyway
I probably couldn't reach that.
In my teens I was despatched to get our (step) Grandad's Woodbines from the Spar.
Terry (local entrepreneur and Spar owner) always used to grass me up - which was OK because it was sanctioned. That said he would also grass you up for buying bangers - which wasn't sanctioned... He would sell them you though! Then inform your parents... No fool Terry.