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#151 Mrs Oswald

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Posted 21 April 2010 - 06:55 AM

The Postal Order actually was the old post office.


I think Uncle Wilf was correct. I too remember going up the steps of the handsome building which is now Los Toreros and queueing for some postal service on many occasions when I was a child.

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Posted 21 April 2010 - 07:02 AM

I think Uncle Wilf was correct. I too remember going up the steps of the handsome building which is now Los Toreros and queueing for some postal service on many occasions when I was a child.

Yes indeed. And if you sit on the little corner table on the left as you enter you can see what appears to be an old, defunct, posting pox on the wall behind you.

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Posted 22 April 2010 - 07:20 AM

Was there not at one stage for a short while a bookshop on that side of the road?
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Posted 22 April 2010 - 08:18 AM

The tapas bar was the post office the postal order was actually the old sorting office.

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#155 Mrs Oswald

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Posted 22 April 2010 - 08:35 AM

Was there not at one stage for a short while a bookshop on that side of the road?



Yes, there used to be a second hand bookshop along there, perhaps in the shop which later became the fireplace shop. The slightly eccentric proprietor used to heat the premises with a little fireplace, feeding in large spars of scavenged wood which stuck out across the shop, and pushing them further in as they burnt down.