My First Job

A Memory of Kingsbury.

Hello, I used to go to this cinema on Saturdays, to the shop next door for my sweets with my friends, 'hay ho' good old days. Across the road there was a ladies clothes shop, this is the shop where I got my first job after leaving school in 1963. I loved my time there, Mrs Drouter was the owner of the shop (I'm not sure if this is the right spelling of her name - sorry). When I first started my new job we had to wear dark clothing and Mrs Drouter let me pay for my outfit weekly out of my wages, bet you could not do that now. My first job was selling stockings and behind me at the counter were pigeonholes where all the stockings were stored, Pretty Polly Worsley and so on. It took a few days to master it and know which were which, but once I mastered it I could do it with my eyes closed (also the customer was always right in those days). Then I went on to selling dresses, blouses, skirts and so on. I liked my job very much, but sadly had to give it up as my parents split up and I moved away with my mother and siblings, a very sad time for me and my family. It all worked out in the end. All the best to all you out there, happy memories.


Added 04 July 2012

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Comments & Feedback

Hello Alma...... just wondered if you are the 'Alma' that was a girlfriend of my brother John? Many years ago now. Not sure it's relevant to the period but he became a milkman at Express Dairy in Kingsbury..... do you remember a Peter Rogers that worked.... and shouted at customers.... in the greengrocers opposite the shop you worked in? All best wishes Alma.... Geoff Shwalbe.... also a nostalgic Kingsbury person!
Hello Geoff yes I was ? 😊 I remember John very well how is he doing theses days. I remember you lived a couple of doors away from my mother. Do you or John still live in the Area still.
Regards Alma Thompson that was. 😊

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