Do you mean black, white with a bit of red!
If you Google Mersey ferry, you will see what I mean!
Oh yeah, type faces, hmmm! What can I say! The trays were stacked high on shelving, all labled up, and the lads didn't like sorting after a run, and you could here the language when a rogue letter was found!
In my first printers, there was ten of us, we were in three unions, mine was S.O.G.A.T. With the bookbinders, lithography and guillotine operator. One man who ran the machine, a gestetner, was father of the chapel, a lone member of the print union. The typesetter, was in another one.
And, yes, a woman couldn't be a member of that union not in my other printing firm allowed anywhere near the typesetters place. Other than bookbinding, there was only two women in my second firm who ran the small gestetners, and only a couple in the office.
I was terrified of having to go into the bookbinding department, for a seventeen years old, it was scary to be told that I had to go in there! I was lucky to come out in one piece! I kid you not!
I never did do screen printing, or use a computer to get work done. A lot of copying and pasting with ____ gum! I just can't remember the name of it! Was it cow gum? Fiddly stuff, with small printed cut out letters, couldn't do it now with my arthritis!
However, I learnt a lot of what life is all about from those few years. I was more aware of how political it all was and the absurdity of how things were done.
But it was fun!
Thanks for letting me have a good old remembering!
In 1971, I was discovering night clubs in and about the North West, going to places, to here artists, discos, all nighters and having a good time with the scene! Not The Beatles, but Northern soul!
Which is very deep within me! It gets your toes tapping!
Oh yeah, nearly forgot.
6.3, I think it's working????
Have a wonderful Wednesday. Keep on trucking!