Re: New Series; confessions of a retired SHOPKEEPER
One day when we were young in the '60s my husband and I ran a General Store.
We sold absolutely everything from Food to Reels Cotton and Knicker Elastic, Sweets and Tobacco, Paraffin. Bags of Coal and Firewood and Bacon on the Bone, Fresh Bread Cheese, Ice Cream, Chemist Sundries.and 'Something for the Weekend Sir'
Men usually waited to be served my husband discretely, for something in a 'Brown Paper Bag'. Kept in the back room.
Well one day a man a regular customer came in and was looking around for some time
"Can I help you I asked" "Is your husband not here?" said he
"No! he is away today"
"Is there something I can get you"
Well, he said sheepishly, it is usually in a Brown paper bag.
"Oh! I know" I said cheerfully, They are in the back".
How many would you like?! "Three please," he said looking relieved to see that I was not embarrassed.
No men referred to contraceptives them by their name in those days. It was always soto voiced by my husband.
Later however they knew that I would always serve them discretely too.