Thanks. I saw it when we were building MEC, alas too far for me to go just for a shave.The Underground Barbershop, 794 Sheppard Ave E. north side, east of Bessarian Subway, in the strip mall on the far side of beside MEC (Mountain Equipment Co-op).
They will shave you with hot towels and a straight edge razor. I think they are one of the very few in the city that still does this.
I don't know if they are open during these COVID-19 times.
Squeegee kids took that over.Gas station attendants would clean your windshield
First Canadian Place still has one which pretty much looks exactly like this.I remember shoe shine stands in airports and hotels.
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Old country nah! That happened here had a math test after first week in grade 1. Teacher called up a student to get their test. Then she would have you lay your palms up on the desk ( she was kind enough to have student stand on the stool so their hands were flat) then reached for the 1 foot ruler depending on the amount of incorrect answers was your reward ! When my name was called I ran out of the class I didn't plan that to well needless to say!LOL! In the old country it was the nun with the 1m ruler during the calligraphy lessons. She always hit the knuckles just right. And the geography teacher who had a penchant for throwing anything handy at students. And then of course there was the math teacher who compensated the lack of her teaching skill with the length of the rubber hose. To her credit, unlike visiting the principal, the "executions" were public, but you got to keep your pants on.
LOL! That was my job as a kid in the old country- moving 5T of coal into its proper storage after delivery. Every fall, like clockwork and it would take me all day. I thanked heavens the year we switched to coke-I remember the milk man delivering to our house and the milk came in glass containers.
Mr. Reed was his name and it said Clark's on the side of his truck.
My father used to tell me of the ice man that would deliver the ice for their refrigerator and of my grandfather dropping out of school in grade 2 to help his father in delivering coal and shoveling it down the old coal chutes. We can't even imagine those days now.
Oh, the good old days. One particularly brutal teacher, that's when I was in trade school, had his car "parked" between two bollards with a couple of centimeters between the bollards and each bumper. But, he truly got the message when we leaned his car against the school's wall(Trabants were very light).Old country nah! That happened here had a math test after first week in grade 1. Teacher called up a student to get their test. Then she would have you lay your palms up on the desk ( she was kind enough to have student stand on the stool so their hands were flat) then reached for the 1 foot ruler depending on the amount of incorrect answers was your reward ! When my name was called I ran out of the class I didn't plan that to well needless to say!
...with a little cardboard top and a small tab to pull it up with. I think that they were quart size (Imperial of course.)I remember the milk man delivering to our house and the milk came in glass containers...
The Three Stooges - An Ache In Every Stake (1941) on VimeoMy father used to tell me of the ice man that would deliver the ice for their refrigerator
Yes I remember the open door very well. Never got a ride though....with a little cardboard top and a small tab to pull it up with. I think that they were quart size (Imperial of course.)
We had a Borden's Dairy guy deliver with Elsie the Cow on his truck. Once in a while he gave us a ride in his open door truck to the end of the block. He'd get fired for that nowadays.
When my family were living on Caledonia/St Clair, I remember the wooden crates of Italian pop delivered to our house...just like in the film Goin Down The Road.
Almost all of them have been discontinued except for Brio.
Squeegee kids took that over.
[/QUOTE. Used to have topless squeegee girls doing their thing on Adelaide and Yonge St. Always made a detour to get my windshield done.