'They all had a Hawkers license'
We’d all go in the woods over Ditchling Common and pick the flowers, primroses and that, take them to Brighton on the Saturday, get our shopping and come back. The men would go out, get all the sticks and make the baskets. It seemed hard work at the time. When you look back - it was hard work, but it was very pleasurable and laid back.
They all worked in what you might call quite a flourishing little business and it was legitimate because they all had a Hawker’s Licence. It’s got restrictions where they can do, where they can go, where they can sell, so it’s not quite as free and easy as you’d think.
Pea-picking, bean picking, everything, potatoes, all the veg you could mention. At the time you’d think ‘Oh this is boring’, but then when you look back you remember how lovely it was. We were out all day; really lovely… everybody was out there...