I used to work at Johnsons Cash Registers on Arkwight Street. We had Sandersons Tripe and Cow Heels on one side and the Arkwright Meat Market on the other. I used to go out with one of the girls from the Midland Bank which was near by. The old manager Mr Flint was Ex Navy. You knew your loan was aproved if you were in the office more than 2 minutes.
The chip shop by the bus sheds is still there. We used to get fish & chips or chips & pie and then drive down to the Embankment for lunch. Don't know what its like now days.
The chip shop REPLY 240 was one of our customers. My mother was delivering a new machine to them when some light fingered local decided to pick it up out of the back of the estate car and leg it down the street. He was chased by my mother and someone from the shop. He ran down one of the many twitchals with the machine. They were not light so he must have been fit. Anyway they followed and he must have run out of steam as he had left it behind and disappeared.
We also looked after a lot of the cash registers in the local pubs and shops.
We are still going and moved to Hockley in 1972 just before it was all demolished. There are still some of the old cash registers down there as we left all the old machines and parts in the cellar when we left.
Arkwright Street
in 'The Medders'
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I used to work at Johnsons Cash Registers on Arkwight Street. We had Sandersons Tripe and Cow Heels on one side and the Arkwright Meat Market on the other. I used to go out with one of the girls from the Midland Bank which was near by. The old manager Mr Flint was Ex Navy. You knew your loan was aproved if you were in the office more than 2 minutes.
The chip shop by the bus sheds is still there. We used to get fish & chips or chips & pie and then drive down to the Embankment for lunch. Don't know what its like now days.
http://www.jcrnottm.co.uk/85-years/4558187640 is a picture of the old shop next to Tom Sandersons.
The chip shop REPLY 240 was one of our customers. My mother was delivering a new machine to them when some light fingered local decided to pick it up out of the back of the estate car and leg it down the street. He was chased by my mother and someone from the shop. He ran down one of the many twitchals with the machine. They were not light so he must have been fit. Anyway they followed and he must have run out of steam as he had left it behind and disappeared.
We also looked after a lot of the cash registers in the local pubs and shops.
We are still going and moved to Hockley in 1972 just before it was all demolished. There are still some of the old cash registers down there as we left all the old machines and parts in the cellar when we left.