For younger forumers or those whose synapses are totally failed, going towards the West End (and let's face it, it's the only direction to go
It was really rather posh. No pushing and a shovin' there, I worked there Saturdays and holidays as a teenage schoolgirl. I was in Ladies' Dresses for a few months then they moved me to 'Boutique'... all very pretendy Bus Stop wi flashing lights and loud disco muzak...LOL!
We were trained to treat the customer as almost god-like. It really WAS like Are You Being Served....
One particular woman spent hours every week being 'feted' in all the departments. Her husband, apparently, was in the fur trade. Her name was Mrs Duda. You can imagine the fun we daft schoolie weekend gals had wi' that wan!....
Copeland's I recall being quite like Watt Brothers is now, functional, practical and where we got school uniforms-- but Pettigrew's was my fave as a wee girl. That was quite glam and not as unaffordable as Daly's. They had fashion shows with real mannequins striding down catwalks built through the tearoom.
And when you bought something, the salesperson'd pack the bill and your money in some Heath Robinsonesque contraption that fired the container through pipes with a really loud whoosh, and your receipt came back through said infernal machine about half an hour later.
Trerons, now where was that? Vague reminiscence of Sauchie near Rose St?
I miss Lewis's (now Debenhams) and also Arnotts (at Argyle corner of St Enochs).
Actually I don't miss Arnott's at all, it wasn't very good.






















