It was awful if your radio was packing up. W e used to go to Weston’s and get our accumulator. They didn’t charge much and if you were lucky you had two, so you took one out and put the other in. We used to listen to ‘Take it from Here’ and things like that.
Pauline Harwood nee Hatch b 1930
When our accumulators were charged up at Weston’s shop, they were put on the shelf waiting to be collected. You had to put your name on them. Palma Ault nee Holloway
After Harwoods you had Pack and Cullifords, then Malcolm Mallett in Ablitts Butchers. Hopkins had a little café, then Whitewoods, then next door was George Weston. George did everything there, bikes, radios, paraffin. On a Friday we used to carry our batteries to George’s shop to get them charged up so we could listen to ‘Dick Barton Special Agent’ on a Saturday. We didn’t have electricity, only gas.
Brian Pomroy b 1937
My out of school hours were all taken up with helping Dad with the farm, playing around the farm buildings, so I never did mix with those Yarmouth chaps. I knew them well enough. I had some very good friends. The radio specialist down at Yarmouth – Westons – Reggie Weston, the son, was probably my best friend at Yarmouth School, and the other one who was a very good friend is Roger Smith, Bill Smith was his dad and he was a Yarmouth postman and lived in a little cottage just off St James’s Street.
I was needed back at home helping with the milking, and in summer I spent quite a lot of hours driving the tractor. It took me back last weekend when I went to watch the ploughing match. From the age of nine I was driving a tractor. To start it, you had to wind it up, make sure you didn’t have your hand round the back. Ron Wallis b 1935