My dad Harry Emmerson was the manager of the shop for many years and is in one of the pictures. How times have changed. There were obviously a lot more meat eaters around in those years! The shop used to be heaving, especially on Saturdays. I remember that the tiled floor behind the counters was covered in sawdust. This would make them non-slip, but generally a health and safety officer would have a fit as your joint could be cut up in front of you by saw or knife and there were those hand powered bacon slicing machines. You could get your order delivered by a delivery boy with bike, some things haven’t changed!
Photographs and details courtesy of John Emmerson.
A long shot. John Emmerson, were you once a scout leader with the 12th Stockton.
Hi Alan, I sure was. I remember you and your schoolmate David Young. I remember the camps we had by the Tees at Girsby and further afield.
What was the shop name?
OOOPs. I forgot to say that the shop was the main Co-op butchers shop in Wellington Street.
Presumably it was a Coop butcher’s, but where?