As you come into Whyalla from Port Augusta keep going straight past the steel works through a 2 nd set of lights then another set of lights. At the 3 rd set of lights you will see a Shell servo on the right keeping heading through the lights and app 40 metres past the lights is the French bakery next to Auto pro.
Gotta love a good steak and kidney pie. If you are on the Redcliffe Peninsula in Queensland try the pie shop near the corner of Main rd and Duffield road. Again, Vietnamese immigrant owner who makes an awesome pie for I think $3.50
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If there is such a thing as a tourist season.... why cant we shoot them?
How about in the 1960's on a Saturday arvo going to the local pub for a few ales berp.
Most pubs had a pie man out the front, a ute with a cover and a wood fired oven sniff sniff.
You go out to the pie seller say a pie with sloppy peas and mash, wow a whooping 9 pence we paid, and seeing the smoke coming out of the chimey as he put a bit more wood in the fire box of the pie warmer.
Why cant those days return, oh a pot of beer was about 8 pence? (And in those days you could leave your change on the bar to go to the toilet and no one took it)
The pub where I mostly drank at was the Tingalpa hotel in Wynnum rd, was packed out of a Saturday arvo, with a big fat sp bookie standing in the corner to take sp bets.
Gee Graham your going back a few years there.
most people now would not know pence penny shillings florins quid deener bob etc etc.
I used to take a shilling to school and that paid for my recess and lunch with 2 pence to spare for the bag lollies LOL
Regards
Brian
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11 Mtr house Boat based at Mannum hoping to travel up the Murray as far as I can get then drift back again
Brian, a lot of stories about school days, kids used to say don't buy his pies they got rat tails in them lol, oh for the gob stoppers , the sherbet in a cone with a licorice straw, jaffers rolling down the isle at the movies.
All those days are gone now but memories live on.
Oh the clippy clop at 5 am the milko in his horse drawn cart would fill up the billy can left at the door the baker yelling out baker at your door, postal services twice a day, the ice man where us kids would ask for a chunk of ice to suck on,, the smell of a bakery a mile away sniff sniff that fresh bread being baked, and a horrible thought was that cane at school 6 of the best OUCH lol