Rag 'n Tag Market

[mojoworking 10]

Originally posted by msdiane

I can remember the minor bird too, used to call in after going to the early morning grovel market for mi shoes and boots

 

Does that mean the bird was under 18?

 

The correct spelling is mynah bird

[PopT 10]

deadgobby

 

I've never been bored all my life until I read your posting.

[msdiane 10]

Originally posted by mojoworking

Does that mean the bird was under 18?

 

The correct spelling is mynah bird

I stand corrected,

[dowkeruk 10]

Just a jogged memory. If the 'Guess your Weight'

got it wrong I think you had a choice of rewards

one of which was a ring of 'Peruvian Gold'.

[Lostrider 10]

I used to work in the Rag n Tag in the 60's. The stall I worked on was a carpet stall (Blonk Street Carpets), it was next to Patnicks in the middle. Patnicks was brilliant, I used to wish I worked on it instead of trying to flog carpet squares (pattern book samples) to old codgers.

 

One of the old stall holders told me a trick to keep my feet warm in winter by putting them in plastic bags before putting my socks on.

 

There were two pet shops. Ogley's was at the east side and Middletons over the road at the bottom of Commercial Street.

 

One of the cafes (there were two I think) situated around the edge used to make fried onion and sausage meat sandwiches running with melted dripping.

 

Can you remember dripping sandwiches with Bovril? (mouth drools).

 

I remember a record stall specialising in American imports and a stall that sold designer clothes with all the labels cut off. (Ozzie clark and stuff).

 

Her indoors remembers a stall that sold second hand fur coats, very trendy in the early 70's.

[mspottyed 10]

Hi

I found a thread in the archive about reminiscences about the Potty Edwards family, market people. My Dad is Mick Edwards, one of the china selling brothers and he worked in the market for many years. He is still living in Sheffield and well. He is the youngest of the family and left school at 14 to sell pots in the market. His brothers all worked selling pots-Joe Edwards, (Rotherham and Barnsley) Arthur, (Sheffield) Bill, (Sheffield) and latterly Bill's son Robert was the last to sell pots in the new market that replaced the old Rag and Tag. Their father (Arthur Edwads) sold pots before them. I belive the line goes back to a Harry Lockwood.

Joe was on the telly and on the Dave Allen show. He had a big van signwritten with it.

Dad's still got the gift of the gab and has a great sense of humour. He can tell a few stories. I'm hoping to write some of them up. If anyone's got any stories about what they saw, let me know.

Best wishes

Michele Lockwood Edwards

[lazarus 68]

Ogleys pet shop was just further down dixon lane past the Norfolk pub, it was next to one of the rag and tags entrances. Middletons was on Sheaf Street just up from Broad St towards Gallaghers cigarette & tobacco warehouse. Ogleys can be seen as I have described on the website placed by STEVIE1957

[Sandy_L 10]

My Saturday treat was to go on the scales, wow u bringing so many memories. My grandad used to be the landlord of the newmarket pub, just the other end of the zebra crossing from the market. The park pictures was just behind. Thanks for reminding me of happy memories

[Fareast 10]

Don't want to get too serious but one thing has struck me about this topic-------and that's the sheer joy , shining through the posts of those who used to go in the old Rag 'N Tag market.

I think we all remember it with a deep affection. Why , though ? Well , it had character and it had characters ! Together with the Wholesale fruit and veg. market , that part of Sheffield centre always had a bit of life to it.There was noise , laughter , jokes , repartee , a bit of muck and litter and no doubt a lot of things that , today , wouldn't get past the Health Fascists.

However ,the markets and places like them were what gave cities their life. Nowadays it all seems so anti-septic , like shopping in a laboratory.

However many big ,shiny , new buildings they put up or how many regulations they pass , unless you allow for a bit of chaos , a bit of freedom , loads of people and easy , cheap access to the city centres , they'll never re-capture that wonderfull feeling we once had of taking part in the life of a city.

[hazel 11]

My Mom said she used to go with her Mom to the Rag and Tag when she was young, I suppose she was talking after the fiirst war. 1918

They used to go late on Saturday night when the market sellers had to get riid ( no refridgeration ) and get a joint of meat cheap, along with smallest new potaotoes which were left unsold and spend all Sunday morning scraping them, along with shelling peas.

I'm sure she said it was lit by oil lamps so I could imagine them spluttering and swayng in the rain and wind throwing up giant shadows spookily exciting.

 

hazel

[Trekker 10]

yeah, usd to get a sexy joke mag from one stall, can't recall it's name.. teenagers:confused:

[darra 10]

two things I remeber about the rag n tag were the atmosphere, as a kid it was like stepping into another world and getting a bag of boiled sweets