What a chore at the end of the day, bringing everything back inside.
I worked with a guy 50 + years ago who knew my Uncle Tommy as a kid in the 1930s.
He was telling me about Hanlon's greengrocers on Bridge Road, which always had a display outside.
My uncle had a stick with a long nail at the end.
One day he ran past the display and pulled every leg away with the nailed stick, the contents spilled out everywhere.
I met Mr. Hanlon about 1970 at my sister's wedding, he was her husband's maternal uncle.
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