My dad, Jack Collier, moved to Liverpool 1949/50 to work in the cafe which was in the basement of the Church Street store. He used to prepare all the raw chickens for stores in Lancashire to provide a Christmas lunch for the staff. No oven-ready chickens in those days!
Mrs Judith Stelfox
My memory is of the time when my father was Manager of the Swindon store. He came home and expressed concern about what was to happen to his staff after Lord Marks had decided to reduce the amount of paperwork used in ordering. He said he should trust those he employed and not need all this paper!
I remember as a small boy in the 1950s having to accompany my mother to the Aberdeen shop, which I thought had the brightest, hottest shop lights in Aberdeen, so much so that I wanted to get outside as soon as possible!
I remember shopping for all our clothes at M&S. Dresses used to have a thread in the hem that could be pulled out to make the skirt longer and therefore wearable for a longer period of time. Very useful when it was a favourite. Coats had the same facility in the sleeves.
When I was christened 55 years ago, my godmother bought me a dress from M&S; it is a short sleeved, two layered lemon dress, in its own bag. In a few weeks times MY grandaughter is being christened and will be wearing the dress.
mrs a harley
Iced Lemon Layer Cake, used to have it on a Sunday for tea an extra special treat after the brown bread salmon sandwiches!
M&S Exeter always had the biggest & sweetest oranges in the '50s
I am still wearing a blouse that my grandmother bought from M&S in the early fifties! It has the utility mark on the label.
Working at the Kilburn branch when all the food department sold was biscuits! The uniforms were made of nylon and in the summer were so hot, I fainted one day - much to my embarassment.
I have been a loyal customer and shopped at M&S since 1965 when I was a little girl and often hid under clothes rails as my mother shopped. I would then panic if I couldn't find her but the lovely staff never failed to come to my rescue. I still hang around those tempting rails of clothes and I'm 52.