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Half a pound of treacle….


You’re on vacation, you’ve ridden in the car for 1,100 miles, you’re tired, hungry, and need a restroom… and you’re sorry. Wait a minute, “sorry?” Sorry for what exactly? “Sorry for what I’m about to do to my husband, Roy. Now let me out of this trunk!” “Roy? LET ME OUT!!! Roy Beckett, YOU LET ME OUT THIS MINUTE!!”

Trunks were exceptionally large in the 50s. Large enough in this 1956 Ford Fairlane to carry all your luggage AND still have room for your wife!”

Half a pound of tuppenny rice
Half a pound of treacle
That’s the way the money goes
Pop goes the weasel




I’ve always been particularly fond of Nashes. Quirky, little, oddball cars that everyone either loved or hated. And it looks, here, as if Thetis Dreskin loved his 1953 Nash Rambler so much that he finally gathered up enough courage to ask it to prom, and it said “yes!” Aren’t they a cute couple?


chuck sanford

Besides this being a prime photographic example of a proud car owner w/car (1952 Pontiac Chieftain Catalina Deluxe), it also begs several questions. For instance, why is Chuck’s right foot up there on the bumper? I suppose it could be symbolic of a man-over-machine frame of mind, or, perhaps his sandal got caught on the license plate while scraping someone’s gum off?

Another question I can’t answer is, whomever penned Chuck’s name so beautifully on the photo’s reverse side, obviously had no eyesight problems, so why, then, does the date read June 19, 1956 when the photo’s print date was a full year earlier, 1955? This is Twilight Zone material here.

I’m thinking “Chuck” Sanford autographed this photo of himself and gave copies away to girlfriends for several years starting in 1955. Yeah, let’s go with that one.