Mothers Co-op number what was it?.

14546 - i used to love being sent shopping. Except for a few times when I dropped a tray of eggs.
And another time when I dropped a bottle of white vinegar which she used to rinse her hair. People were asking, "Is it poison?"

I can remember my mother's Co-op number and I still use it as part of my online passwords - no one will ever guess it unlike birthdates or door numbers.

I don’t remember my Grans number but do remember sticking the stamps in the book and going with her when the divi was paid out. My Grandad had a saying when he was talking about a person who always seemed to get away with things they did- “if they fell off the co-op they’d fall in the divi”. Also remember various shops that had the pulley system for sending cash backwards and forwards ,the containers really seemed to whizz along or so it seemed to me as a child.

Does anyone else shopping for Mum before the war (I am over 90), in a shop where assistants put your money in gadget and sent it to a central cashier by pulling a rope, and the cashier sent change back in the same gadget? This was in our local draper, which also sold clothes.

My Mum’s number was 15889 which always meant I knew the date of the Spanish Armada!
After moving back here from Harrogate, my Dad worked for the Co-op until he retired. Long hours - a five and a half day week.

My Mum's co-op number was 332 and my Gran's was 2626. That was a long time ago in the 50's!

BBbevan - your mum wouldn't set foot in a Co-op, my mum wouldn't buy groceries in Woolworths! She was a terrible snob........but a lovely mum for all that

Ours was 28670. Once a week, my Dad would take a book into our Co-op with a list of groceries which would be ready for collection later that day. Even though this was in the late Fifties, he still talked about “collecting the rations”!

DH and I had a co-op number but we can't remember it, though DH remembers his mother's. My mother wouldn't have set foot in a Coop.
We have a really excellent one near us but no did I number these days

Hi, Grandmajean, yes, Dalziel Cooperative Society had several branches - selling groceries, clothing, furniture - across Motherwell and Wishaw, not far from Hamilton.

595, and woe betide me if I forgot to ask for it, or lost it on the way home. The dividend was used to replenish household goods following the shortage at the end of the war.

*not spaghetti*;I remember goods being sent “on appro” from shops in our small market town, from small dress shops/, shoe shops. Etc Not too different from sending things back to a catalogue or online if they do not suit. One shoe shop in particular rang to say that they had shoes she might like and sent three boxes, each pair in a different colour. Regrettably she left them in the house and went into the garden,and during this time her young puppy chewed up one shoe from each box, so she had to pay for all three pairs , and didn’t have a pair to wear.

I can't remember my mother's number now but I didn't forget it till long after she stopped using it. Actually the number 762147 has just popped into my head - I wonder if that was it?

For a dyed in the wool Tory like my mother the Co op always seemed a very socialist thing for her to be involved in.

Grannmarie was Dalziel co-op near Hamilton ? I am from there and it sounds familiar

Hi, Marydoll, I do remember Dalziel the Baker, they had shops as well, but I don't think they were part of the Co op.
Dalziel is/was a local name, historical in these parts!
Sometimes there are variations in the spelling, you see Dalzell also.

We had a mobile shop called Larcombes, you could buy pretty much everything, we used to get paraffin, he always had laundry baskets and dustbins tied to his roof.

Granmarie, do you remember Dalziel, the baker, who used to come round with a mobile shop?

2824, Dalziel Cooperative in Lanarkshire.

My Mum’s was 104949.

15163

Oh yes I remember my mother's Co-op number. She used to drum it into us when she sent us to the Co-op. I can remember going with her to collect the 'divi'.

1846 was my mother's divi number.
When she was in a care home with dementia I arrived to be told that she had been reciting this number all morning and they had wondered if I knew what it meant.

How I missed out. I don't think you had a "number" at the NAFFI .

I don't remember my mother's number ... but I do still have her book.

Nannan2

Or corner shops giving you things 'on tick' till payday.?Those were more trusting days...

About 10 years ago a fancy bridal shop gave me three very expensive items to try on at home. On approval.
She took my name and address but had no idea if I was just making it up or not!

When my mother died, we used Coop funeral service. They asked if she had been a member, I said yes and trotted out the number from memory. They traced the old number back through their records and gave us a discount!