In that we didn’t really get pocket money… a sad deprived Glasgow upbringing I know. haha, well that’s not quite true …
I do remember asking for pocket money, so I confronted mum about it who immediately told me to speak to dad.
Dad went onto explain that in order to get pocket you have to work for it. So, I asked what do I need to do? His response: clean your room, stop leaving glitter, crayons, colouring in books ,shoes and barbies lying around the place and that I should also help him more with the gardening, clearing out the garage painting etc
So I said, ok it’s a deal.
I do remember for a time getting 20p or it might have been 50p which went to the sweet sound of the singing Ice cream van that used to come around the estate. I would get ‘a 10p mixer’ in a poke and something like wham bar or an ice-pole. Sometimes we would get the used glass Barr bottles instead which we would exchange at the Nimbo (grocery van) or the ice-cream van for sweets.
I do however remember filling up my piggy banks (childhood hobby – collecting piggy banks) so I must have got more money somehow which would often use to play cards or take our collection to the amusement arcades when we went trips down the coast to places like Ayr, Largs or Prestwick. Prestwick had the best 1p/2p slide game!!