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Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. No Jacket. May have limited writing in cover pages. Pages are unmarked. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.

Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets except when Hitlers Luftwaffe couldnt find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the womens lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasnt with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening. Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tupenny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Princes parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city. Ken Hayters warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past. The book has been read, but is in excellent condition. Pages are intact and not marred by notes or highlighting. The spine remains undamaged.

Condizione: Like New. Most items will be dispatched the same or the next working day. An apparently unread copy in perfect condition. Dust cover is intact with no nicks or tears. Spine has no signs of creasing. Pages are clean and not marred by notes or folds of any kind.

Condizione: As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets except when Hitlers Luftwaffe couldnt find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the womens lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasnt with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening.Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tupenny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Princes parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city.Ken Hayters warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past. Ken Hayters warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

Condizione: New.

Paperback. Condizione: New. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets - except when Hitler's Luftwaffe couldn't find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the women's lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasn't with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening. Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns' on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tu'penny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Prince's parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city. Ken Hayter's warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.

Paperback. Condizione: New. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets - except when Hitler's Luftwaffe couldn't find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the women's lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasn't with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening. Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns' on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tu'penny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Prince's parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city. Ken Hayter's warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Condizione: NEW.

Condizione: New.

Paperback. Condizione: Brand New. 208 pages. 9.13x6.14x0.55 inches. In Stock.

Condizione: New.

Condizione: New. 2017. Paperback. . . . . .

Condizione: New. 2017. Paperback. . . . . . Books ship from the US and Ireland.

Condizione: New.

Condizione: new.

Condizione: New. In.

Paperback. Condizione: New.

paperback. Condizione: New.

Condizione: New.

Paperback / softback. Condizione: New. New copy - Usually dispatched within 3 working days.

Condizione: As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets except when Hitlers Luftwaffe couldnt find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the womens lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasnt with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening.Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tupenny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Princes parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city.Ken Hayters warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past. Ken Hayters warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.

Condizione: NEW.

Paperback. Condizione: New. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets - except when Hitler's Luftwaffe couldn't find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the women's lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasn't with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening. Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns' on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tu'penny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Prince's parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city. Ken Hayter's warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.

Condizione: New. Ken Hayter s warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - Ken Hayter's warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.

Paperback. Condizione: New. Liverpool in the 40s and 50s: a city of safe, cosy little streets - except when Hitler's Luftwaffe couldn't find the docks. A city of two-up, two-downs, where two or three generations lived within a few doors of each other, and often behind one door. It was a time when many of the men were away in the armed forces, strangers to their children, and when the women's lives seemed to be filled with washing, shopping, cooking and cleaning. They were always at work, except for when they gathered on doorsteps to gossip, to talk about anyone who wasn't with them; about who was getting more from the butcher than their ration book allowed. All of them talking, and none of them listening. Families struggled in desperately poor times, but for a child, life was an endless round of playing out. A paradise of sixpenny matinees at the Tunnel Road Picturedrome. Of `penny returns' on the 5W tram to the countryside of Woolton, or much rarer tu'penny return ferry trips across the river, to the seaside and fairground at New Brighton. Not that you needed money. There were always the weekend adventures in Sefton and Prince's parks, the inventive games on the streets, and on the bombed sites that littered the city. Ken Hayter's warm, funny, poignant tales of growing up in Toxteth will strike a chord with anyone interested in the social history of Liverpool, whether they are old enough to remember how it was, or would like to have a fascinating peek into the past.