Retirement

You do realise you have now ruined Mansfield for me 😂.

Maybe we will stay in Nottingham and visit Mansfield/Gonk shop
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. 👍
 
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. 👍
My wife wanted the advent calendar from there.
It was £250.00.
Suffice to say she was disappointed
 
Just seen this, unfortunately some of us are stuck with it ☹️ ( Mansfield).
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’
 
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’
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!
😆
 
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!
😆
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!
😆
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.
 
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.

Curry mile! Had many a good meal in Rusholme. It was a cracking place to take customers… on expenses. There was one with a glass floor, basically you walked on an aquarium.
 
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’
Was the restaurant downstairs. 🤔
Golden branch or summat like that.
 
I started my ‘foreign muck’ journey on Vesta Chow Mein , I think in 1966/67.
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! 😆
 
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! 😆
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.
 
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...."
😆
 
Vesta curry was great but the Vesta paella was something else!! Student food!!

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.
 
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.
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.
 
Ahh, student life in '71....
£1200+ "bursary". 5 of us sharing a refurbished terrace house. Minted.
After a month or so we agreed to rent a TV to stop us going out every night.
Great plan.
We went out every night but got back in time to watch football and a run of Marx Brothers films.
Two rules:
1. If you are responsible enough to put the bin bags out you will be locked out until the last man goes to bed.
2. Last man to bed puts everyone else's slippers in freezer compartment of fridge.
Great days!
😊
 
17 days to my last working day. Last week I had another of my "last ever" at my last ever exhibition. Pleased to say I think it went very well. I really enjoyed chatting to current and potential customers.
Just the last bit of training to carry out for my replacement, and then I've a final evening out with the team on 27th (bosses wish).
I'm very much in the right mindset and ready to go. I realise I've been very lucky to have a role I've really enjoyed (mainly) for over 17 years.
I've another meeting planned with my IFA to make sure I'm ready to roll, and then my good lady and I are planning to take a holiday.
 
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