A couple of pieces of ephemera and equipment that press the nostalgia button and pull you backwards into simpler times, well we all assume that they were simpler and more innocent times.
When we were at the Mill I photographed a certificate from the 1930's awarded by Hovis, who still bake bread on an industrial scale compared to the Mill. However a second place in a Grand National Competition in 1930-31 sponsored by the Hovis Company is not to be sniffed at, I bet that 'fruit ginger cake' was jolly good too to manage to earn that level of recognition.
Then a label cut from a packet of pastry flour that was produced or packed locally and finally a stack of mighty wheat sacks that must have contained a few hundredweight of wheat ready for milling. Little bits of ephemera from an almost forgotten time that provide a partial insight into the way things were.
My favourite? The Hovis 'second prize', I bet they had a cup of tea and a slice of fruit ginger cake to celebrate, the baker deserved that recognition at least. I wouldn't mind a slice of a freshly baked modern version myself.
Fruit ginger cake John. Yes please. Looks like our Massingham window might have gone so cake may have to be to consumed on a predator hunt instead. Meanwhile, parts of Ten Mile Bank are going mad with really big nets of silvers (as they seem to be called these days) especially on the whip up to 6m. Corn is the thing, or so it is whispered.
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ReplyDeleteWe're up I the Lincolnshire Wolds until Thursday, I'll be in touch then. We used to call them roach... now a fish without an identity. Meanwhile Sue and I are on hairstyle watch... John