Mrs  Brown’s was next to the chapel; she was a little old lady. She had this little front room and she sold all sorts of things, from buttons, to needles, to thread, to postcards, a proper little haberdashery turn out.
She used to shuffle through.  You went in, she was never there. Of course, some of them…, one nipper in particular, he used to get in there. He got caught in the end, rifling. She never had much money there ever, but there was always a bit of change in the till. Phil Kelsey b 1920

Mrs  Brown’s shop opposite the Church in St. James Street, sold cotton, tape and dolls with a china head and soft body.  She was always dressed in black and sold apples from her garden in the autumn.  Palma Ault nee Holloway 1927