A Muddle in Manchester

Charlie had struck up a friendship with Tom Idle – which lasted for years – after meeting him at a Bed and Breakfast establishment at Bettws-y-Coed in Wales the previous summer.  They had had many outings together since but Charlie had never been to Tom’s parents house before, and as we read our hero’s sense of direction let him very badly down.  Another item of note, Charlie was able to listen to a concert on the radio, at his friend’s house, suggesting that was a novelty, it may well have been, radio was very much in its infancy in those days.  My own father in those far off times actually had a business with a motor bike and sidecar ‘box’ in which to collect radio batteries (glass sided containers with two large screw terminals perched on top) for recharging, swopping them for a newly charged one, doing a weekly round rather like a milkman as very few houses had electricity wired to them, everyone used gas for lighting and batteries for that new fangled ‘wireless’.  That ‘wireless’ would be the only electrical appliance in the house in those days.

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