They didn’t actually sell shoes, just paid good money for well worn ones

Meldanorama on
Footwear for Phelan – Tarantino, various
Garth8888 on
Clonmel?
LucyVialli on
Ah the 1990s, back when we only had the black-and-white.
exposed_silver on
Seeing that sign brings back lots of fond phelans
8413848 on
Until a few years ago, there was a sign in Offaly that read “four coarse meal”.
Comfortable-Jump-889 on
Carrick on suir , Phelans still in the shoe trade , have a shop in George’s Court Waterford
OneMagicBadger on
The 1900’s were a strange time
Plodo99 on
“My Phelans for shoe, have always been real”
smashedspuds on
The 90’s, the good old days
Subterraniate2 on
This sort of thing would crack my late father up. We had a house in Oxford when I was a kid (eons ago) with a front garden on a bit of a hillside sloping right down to the main road: easily seen from your passing car. Mostly just grass, the odd tree.
He was beside himself with glee one time when he made, and rammed deep into the grass, a whacking great placard on a post just saying FRESH LETTUCE. Nowt else (and it need scarcely be stressed that we weren’t growing veg for sale) He had a Goons-level aptitude for silliness and the absurd.
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They didn’t actually sell shoes, just paid good money for well worn ones

Footwear for Phelan – Tarantino, various
Clonmel?
Ah the 1990s, back when we only had the black-and-white.
Seeing that sign brings back lots of fond phelans
Until a few years ago, there was a sign in Offaly that read “four coarse meal”.
Carrick on suir , Phelans still in the shoe trade , have a shop in George’s Court Waterford
The 1900’s were a strange time
“My Phelans for shoe, have always been real”
The 90’s, the good old days
This sort of thing would crack my late father up. We had a house in Oxford when I was a kid (eons ago) with a front garden on a bit of a hillside sloping right down to the main road: easily seen from your passing car. Mostly just grass, the odd tree.
He was beside himself with glee one time when he made, and rammed deep into the grass, a whacking great placard on a post just saying FRESH LETTUCE. Nowt else (and it need scarcely be stressed that we weren’t growing veg for sale) He had a Goons-level aptitude for silliness and the absurd.