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Thing is, back then very few people went out for meals in pubs or restaurants. This was a first for the misses family as it was for her brothers 18th birthday

About the time when the large chains started and dining out became affordable. Prawn cocktail starter, Duck a L'orange main and black forest gateaux for afters. A package holiday in Torremelinos.

We had it all.
 
Thing is, back then very few people went out for meals in pubs or restaurants. This was a first for the misses family as it was for her brothers 18th birthday
I heard someone recently saying he'd read The Tiger Who Came For Tea to his kids recently. It's an old book, been around for over 50 years. They couldn't understand the point of the ending, where there's no food left so the happy ending is that they all went out for a meal and even had ice cream. To his modern kids going out to eat was just a normal day, they couldn't understand that it was an event.
 
Portsmouth is OK, a good naval museum and you can have a tour of HM Victory and visit the Mary Rose. They must have been small then, the lower deck where Horatio breathed his last is only about 4 feet high. There was an informal collection of MTB’s and ML’s being restored from WW2 at nearby Marchwood (?) though I think that’s closed down.
 
About the time when the large chains started and dining out became affordable. Prawn cocktail starter, Duck a L'orange main and black forest gateaux for afters. A package holiday in Torremelinos.

We had it all.
Duck a l’orange
 
i can remember went to Liverpool around lime street station mid to late 70s with my brother 2 ham sandwiches [20px2]and a pint[40p] and a half [20p]off local beer for a pound
in my then not so worldly way asked why so cheap not thinking [or even registering]about Liverpool being part off the deindustrialisation off the time the answer was "you cant charge more as no one can afford it "
 
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i can remember went to Liverpool around lime street station mid to late 70s with my brother 2 ham sandwiches [20px2]and a pint[40p] and a half [20p]off local beer for a pound
in my then not so worldly way asked why so cheap not thinking [or even registering]about Liverpool being part off the deindustrialisation off the time the answer was "you cant charge more as no one can afford it "
Whenever I was going to Liverpool, around that time, I would try to arrive early, just so I could go onto the roof of the station, and watch the river traffic for a half hour to an hour.
And the ships horns, even during the nights were never an intrusion.
Whatever chemicals a relaxing, watching the river traffic, released into my brain, became a must, for when I was going there.
Even today, 60 years or so later, a river view, watching the river traffic, anywhere in the world, always brings a calm, peaceful mood.
 
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