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Just seen this, unfortunately some of us are stuck with itMansfield? Mansfield? I left the area at 16, didn’t go back often.
Just seen this, unfortunately some of us are stuck with itMansfield? Mansfield? I left the area at 16, didn’t go back often.
Just mentioned the gonk shop in Mansfield to Missis Tash. Bottom line it’s rammel. On a positive you get 30 mins free parking. That’s more than enough time.You do realise you have now ruined Mansfield for me.
Maybe we will stay in Nottingham and visit Mansfield/Gonk shop
My wife wanted the advent calendar from there.Just mentioned the gonk shop in Mansfield to Missis Tash. Bottom line it’s rammel. On a positive you get 30 mins free parking. That’s more than enough time.![]()
This post has brought back a random memory. In 1972, my girlfriend ( now wife of 50+ years) had her first Chinese meal in a restaurant on the market square. Having had a very conventional miner’s family upbringing, ‘foreign muck’ hadn’t previously been in her diet. She did manage to get out of the restaurant door before she threw up. I learnt how quick you had to be to react that infamous phrase ‘ hold my hair back’Just seen this, unfortunately some of us are stuck with it( Mansfield).
Now you've sparked a memory of my Dad introducing Mum and I to Vesta Chow Mein and Curry. Mum was not at all impressed.This post has brought back a random memory. In 1972, my girlfriend ( now wife of 50+ years) had her first Chinese meal in a restaurant on the market square. Having had a very conventional miner’s family upbringing, ‘foreign muck’ hadn’t previously been in her diet. She did manage to get out of the restaurant door before she threw up. I learnt how quick you had to be to react that infamous phrase ‘ hold my hair back’
I started my ‘foreign muck’ journey on Vesta Chow Mein , I think in 1966/67.Now you've sparked a memory of my Dad introducing Mum and I to Vesta Chow Mein and Curry. Mum was not at all impressed.
He always served it with the rice in a meticulous circle around the edge of the plate and the sauce contents in the centre.
What a pioneer!
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Yep. Dried Vesta curry out of a packet was our first venture into exotic cuisine as a family in the 70s and 80s.Now you've sparked a memory of my Dad introducing Mum and I to Vesta Chow Mein and Curry. Mum was not at all impressed.
He always served it with the rice in a meticulous circle around the edge of the plate and the sauce contents in the centre.
What a pioneer!
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Yep. Dried Vesta curry out of a packet was our first venture into exotic cuisine as a family in the 70s and 80s.
In fact, that was about as exotic as it got until I left home.
From 1990 I lived on the edge of Rusholme for a couple of years. Proper curry there.
Was the restaurant downstairs.This post has brought back a random memory. In 1972, my girlfriend ( now wife of 50+ years) had her first Chinese meal in a restaurant on the market square. Having had a very conventional miner’s family upbringing, ‘foreign muck’ hadn’t previously been in her diet. She did manage to get out of the restaurant door before she threw up. I learnt how quick you had to be to react that infamous phrase ‘ hold my hair back’
Google says it was introduced in early 70's but I'm with you - the 60's. Then I found a food through the decades article about a TV prog and the writer recalls having a Vesta curry during the '66 World Cup.I started my ‘foreign muck’ journey on Vesta Chow Mein , I think in 1966/67.
I recall buying them from my part time job wages earned from each weekend on the local pig farm when I was 14/15. One & six or two bob perhaps.Google says it was introduced in early 70's but I'm with you - the 60's. Then I found a food through the decades article about a TV prog and the writer recalls having a Vesta curry during the '66 World Cup.
Some years back I ventured into a B&M (or Home Bargains or such) and literally cried out to my wife "JC! Theyve got Vesta curry!!"
I assumed it was long discontinued and genuinely thought they were flogging old stock!![]()
We're morphing into "The Four Yorkshire men"!I recall buying them from my part time job wages earned from each weekend on the local pig farm when I was 14/15. One & six or two bob perhaps.
We're morphing into "The Four Yorkshire men"!
"Right, I used to have to get up........
.... all for a Vesta curry. You tell young people of that today...."
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Vesta curry was great but the Vesta paella was something else!! Student food!!
Yep. Same era I left home - 89/90. A student weekly shop at Netto cost about £4 and half of that was a 4-pack of strong lager. No wonder they ceased to exist in the UK.Luxury!
I started as a student at the tail end of the 90s supermarket bean wars. At 3p per can at Morrisons, what else did you need other than beans 3 times a day? I mean it must count for your 5-a-day veg, right? I vaguely remember on the news one chain was either giving tins of beans away free or even paying you 1p to take them, but never encountered this holy grail of student eating in real life.