Made off with a knot at each end…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s featured letter of the alphabet is the capital ‘O’.
So clever how he balances on his circumference like that. The other letters of the alphabet do like him, but in private they refer to him as ‘Mr Egg-face’, and now, after recent events, as ‘Eggy McEggface’… (B McB)
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Oh, I’m so glad that I found this book in that junk shop a few years ago. Yes, it’s The 1954 Gadgets Annual, a very dull looking hardback with drab reddish cover and a grubby cream spine. Here is a nice picture of the title page though:

DSCN3900It is of course a compilation of items, by someone called W. N. Shaw, from Gadgets Magazine; I wonder if it was a weekly or a monthly?
Back in the 1950s, when there wasn’t much money around, everyone was busy repairing things and inventing useful items for use around the home, the garden, and the little garden shed workshop. There are three or four items on each of its 160 pages; shall we flick through and read some of the headings?
A Proportional Scale for Photographic Work; Mending the Pastry-Board; A Double-Ended Electrical Clip; Self-Adhesive Metal Stencils; A Useful Kitchen Scoop; An Easy Way of Changing Hot Light Bulbs; A Celery Stick Cleaner (Adapt an old knife), etc…
Let’s have a look at page 86:

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‘Mm… This is very nice black pudding Madge.’
‘Yes, it is isn’t it? It’s from that new butchers on the High Street. What’s that you are so engrossed in? You know I don’t approve of your reading at the breakfast table… Oh Albert, it’s that silly Gadgets Magazine again!’
‘It’s not silly Madge… in fact, I’m just boning up on how we can make the kitchen look a bit more modern...’
‘Oh?… Let me have a look, pass the silly thing over.’
‘Do you remember those pieces of brightly coloured plastic tubing that your brother Tommy gave us?’
‘No…’
‘Oh, you must remember, he got them from work and…’
‘No Albert… I mean no! We are not having bits of gaudy cheap plastic hanging from bits of string on our kitchen drawers.’
‘The magazine says that they’ll look ‘attractive and different’ Madge.’
‘Well, they are lying Albert… Another piece of fried bread?’
‘Yes please dear…’

 

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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5 Responses to Made off with a knot at each end…

  1. Ahh, simpler days, i believe i was born too late

  2. Aye, that plastic tubing sounds like a good idea! And I’ll pass on the fried bread…its been years since I had that. My Great Uncle used to eat tripe a lot – traditional Yorkshireman he was. Can’t stand the stuff, myself, but each to their own I suppose. Oh, and does your book suggest any way of getting a broken lightbulb out of a socket? Mine has exploded and I’m afraid to touch the remnants….. 😦

    • Dave Whatt says:

      Well my dear S, touching the remnants should be fine so long as the power is DEFINITELY SWITCHED OFF!… Gloves and wellingtons might be an idea too.
      Tripe: Errr no… Too floppy and pale for me!…
      “Touching the Remnants” What a great novel that was!

      • Yes, tripe looks pretty disgusting. Thanks for the tips on adorning oneself in rubber, yes that would be helpful….I have also now read that a raw potato is involved (for gripping the shards of glass). Hmm, what a peculiar sight that shall make! 😀

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