Mem­o­ries of bak­ery days

Manchester Evening News - - LETTERS, COMMENTS AND EMAILS - Philip Lowe, Pen­rith, Cum­bria

MUCH is made these days about the elec­tric mo­tor ve­hi­cle.

When I was a child in Clay­ton, there was a bak­ery, Prices Bak­ery. It was at the end of Par­rot Street, known lo­cally as ‘the con­crete’ as it was paved with smooth con­crete with pitch in the joins.

Prices Bak­ery had a fleet of small elec­tri­cally driven bread vans de­liv­er­ing cakes and bread to the area.

In the morn­ings, they would hum by at about 20 to 30 mph, but in the late af­ter­noon, they would limp home on nearly flat bat­ter­ies.

The lo­cal kids would run up be­hind these vans and open the doors at the back. Any cakes were con­sid­ered fair game.

This would be at least 70 years ago.

Prices Bak­ery also had a Rolls Royce bread van, much to the an­noy­ance of Rolls Royce.

Tony Price, the bak­ery owner, had a big open top vin­tage Bent­ley with a honk honk bulb horn, in Bri­tish rac­ing green.

Sad to say, that ‘the con­crete’ on Par­rot Street is now just a mess of weeds and fly tip­ping, dere­lic­tion and ne­glect.

Does any­body else re­mem­ber this?

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