Alan Palmer

Great pub when your on a crawl, always full of crumpet.

Frank Muir? Tug Wilson?

I lived in the detatched house at the side of Glovers, you can just see the garage, the house was painted white. You will probably know my mum, Winifred Palmer. If you climbed the fire escape, went through door, through dividing door to bottom end she was on about third row in 4 up from very end sat next to a lady called Joan. Made surgical belts, supports and jock- straps. The hooter went off at 1pm prompt and all the ladies either went into the canteen or elsewhere for their dinner. Were you on the top floor fire escape end when I set fire to the kitchen, lots of your ladies came out to