Dad Tales 1

I’ve written a few posts about my Dad (two examples are here and here), and although it’s not his birthday, or the anniversary of his passing, I thought I’d share this with you.

Imagine the scene:
An Olde Sweet Shoppe in the mid 1930s, a guy in an apron behind the counter, and row upon row of big jars of sweets from humbugs to sherbet, toffees to jelly babies, and of course gobstoppers, liquorice and chews.
Add to that a small group of little boys aged around 7, my Dad being one.

sweet shopThe lads all liked bullseyes which were kept in a jar on the top shelf, so this meant the use of a ladder to retrieve them. In my Dad’s day, these were black and white balls of hard candy that lasted for hours (in my childhood, they were red and white and tasted of cloves).
The first lad asked for a ‘pennuf of bullseyes’ and the shop owner climbed the ladder, brought down the jar, weighed out a penny’s worth (we’re talking old £SD here), then put the jar back on the shelf.
The second boy asked for a ‘pennuf of bullseyes’, so the shop owner repeated the process, climbed the ladder, brought down the jar, weighed out the sweets, and put the jar back.
The third boy also asked for a ‘pennuf of bullseyes’, so having gone through the motions but not yet put the jar back on the shelf, he said to my Dad who was next in line
‘I suppose you want a pennuf of bullseyes too,’ to which my Dad replied No and shook his head.
The jar was replaced on the top shelf, and climbing down the ladder, the owner said
‘OK son, what would you like then?’
My Dad replied ‘I haven’t got a penny, so I can only have a ha’puf’.

bullseyes

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Dad Tales 1

  1. colinandray says:

    Good one! Loved it! 🙂

  2. We never had a shop like that one, but I do remember bullseyes! (We ran into a Candy Store in Estes Park, CO on vacation on year with our daughter. It was such fun trying to decide what to buy. That one became a favorite event each summer for a while – for us and many other families, too) Sweet story (had to say it, you set it up!)

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