Glen Cafe & Glen Lusset

The grapes

Owen Sayers

Well, the Lusset was the Grapes. Where the car park is there was a big red sandstone tenement there and the Grapes pub was on the ground floor of that and if you went round to the other side of that tenement on the ground floor was Andy Capps [who] had his barber shop and then if you went round the back of that building there were stairs that went up to the houses and there was a cobblers in there and that was a Mr Apps. So you had Capps the barber and Apps the cobbler.

Any gum, chum?

Sheena Johnston

I’ve always had a thing for chewing gum. And the other memory I’ve got is sitting on the wall where the cenotaph is and there would be boats in with sailors, like American sailors coming off into the village, and we would say “any gum chum?” because I was so dead keen to get chewing gum.

Pokey hats

Irene Haworth

We’d go into the café, Bertie Lazzerini, and get a pokey hat and a bar of Caramac. That was our Sunday treat. A pokey hat, you don’t hear that nowadays, sure you don’t.

RIGHT, away yous go!

Lucinda McGinty

We all used to sit in there when we were about sixteen on a Sunday night; sometimes we only had enough for one drink between us all – a hot orange drink and we would all pass it round maybe about three of us were having a sip each of this hot orange and then Bertie would get ratty because we were just buying one drink between four of us. There was no coffees – not anybody drank coffee then, it was hot orange or lemonade or if you were rich you had an iced drink. And that’s where we spent our Sunday nights in there, down at the Glen Cafe and then he would throw us all out at eight o’clock “RIGHT, away yous go!” and we’d all have go to. Well that’s when he shut – at eight o’clock.

All out of Bertie’s

Irene Haworth

In the door, counter was on the right hand side and on the left hand side there were like bench seats and I’m sure there was a jukebox at one point. But Bertie, oh he was a bad-tempered man. One time, it was a rainy day, and the cafe had steamed up, the windows, and I rubbed the windows and he shouted “I’ve just cleaned those windows. What do you think you’re doing?” He wasn’t children friendly. But we used to go and get a lovely, you know, fancy ice cream dishes and we’d get raspberry on our ice cream. The ice cream, I think it was his Dad’s or his Uncle’s recipe. It was a well kept secret. It really was lovely ice cream. And I can remember, used to have the loveliest, at Easter time, lovely big Easter eggs in boxes. And then at Christmas lovely boxes of chocolates. My Dad would go and buy us a lovely big Easter egg or for my Mum a beautiful, big, fancy box of chocolates. It was all out of Bertie’s.

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