This shop was situated at Maryland Point: it was two adjacent shops made into one.The entrance was at the centre of the two conjoined shops.†† This was situated about 20 feet from the pavement.There was a large display window in the centre which meant there was a Y-shaped path to the door, making sure the customer was able to view the delights that lay beyond.Even at the age of five, I was able to see that this shop was from a bygone age.All kinds of girdles and corsets, legs with seamed stockings and other such things that I had never seen anybody wearing.The other window displayed cloth and other haberdashery, but inside the door was the real magic.In a small kiosk sat a lady surrounded by thick walls and a secure grill in front of her (the bars were just close enough to keep out a sawn off shotgun.)She was the cashier and had the only till in the shop, each department had a little capsule in which money and receipts were put.These were sent flying across the ceiling on a series of tracks to the cashier.After she had done her business, they were returned.The place was incredibly boring as a shop.It has nothing of any interest to anybody after 1940 but the capsules pinging across the ceiling were a joy to behold.


In later years I realized these journeys to Sweets always occurred after various members of my mumís family would mention a Sweets cheque had arrived.What this was, I never knew and will find out now as the shop has long since gone.I understand that ration books could still be used until the early 60ís but this is probably just evil rumour.It was a time warp place.