WITH reference to stories in The Bugle about the Lindy Lou ovens. Alison's paternal grandmother was very right because I remember it very well.
I used to help out in the bakery during holidays, also when it changed to the Copper Kettle, then to Lindy Lou. My best friend was the manageress, she was called Lucy Harriman.
About the ovens, they were so large people always used them when they had parties etc. Poor people only had small ovens. I remember my mother used to cook our meat on a spit in front of the fire with a meat tin underneath to catch the juice, we used to call it dripping. We used to ask for a piece of dip. Happy days.
I love your paper every week and enjoy every bit of it.
Mrs P. Blakemore.