In response to the prompt Spare
Salford, 28th May 2016
“Buddy, can you spare a dime ?”
Coins – they’re a wonderful thing
I can remember – as a small lad – being able to make a short ten minute conversation on the phone , all by feeding the BT box that powered the phone two pence pieces.
The phone box? on the Corner in Tamworth Walk
The recipient ? Grandad’s House across the road in Napier Street.
Salford seemed a much bigger place then –
10p – price of a mixed bag of sweets, sherbet drops to candied mice.
Now we’re in the age where that self same bag now costs a pound to purchase – it makes me struggle to see where we’ve got to – for i’d get change out of buying a comic out of that
but then they made the money different…the pound note became a coin and suddenly every single price was going up because of it
If I happen to see a lowly penny piece on the floor – abandoned – i’ll pick it up for as a wiser man than me once said
“The streets of your home city are paved with gold”
….Not Gold exactly – but copper and silver’s just as rewarding.