Originally posted by linfield100
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In the 70s. people had to sign a poisons book (?) to get some of those cough mixtures from the chemist's. My alcoholic mother sent me out to get this without prescritiption even though I was barely sprouting fuzz. I remember being sent in grey shorts to get something called Collis Compound and having to sign for it. She was that keen to get it along with all the other stuff to make fun cocktails.
All I wanted was to buy Castellas from the newsagent next door. My cheeks would burn red with the teen guilt.
Stevieboy - You're in the trade. Does this ring any bells, Sir? It would have been circa 1975. Circa Peter Frampton Comes Alive. That sort of thing.
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