Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med tidstypiskt 50-tals utseende.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med ett futuristiskt utseende och sannolikt bara ett exempel på hur kioskerna skulle komma att se ut i en avlägsen framtid.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med tidstypiskt 40-tals utseende.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med tidstypiskt 40-tals utseende.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk som den sannolikt såg ut i företagets början.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med tidstypiskt 60-tals utseende.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En fin liten modell av en kiosk med tidstypiskt 70-tals utseende. Löpsedlarna basunerar ut nyheten om konflikten mellan Indien och Pakistan vilken inträffade 1971.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet.
Kiosk i kedjan Pressbyrån. En kvinnlig expedit fyller på med fler goda äpplen och fruk. Man kan skymta tidens populära choklader och godis på hyllorna.
Företaget Svenska pressbyrån bildades 1906 då 59 tidningsutgivare gick ihop för att säkerställa spridningen av det fria ordet. 1960-tal
Löpsedlar på 60-talet. Året är 1965 och löpsedlarna från många olika svenska lokala dagstidningar sitter uppsatta. Rubrikerna och nyheterna handlar om sport, olyckor mm. Kristianstadsbladet: Fiskare drev två dygn på Hanöbukten. Folkbladet: Popskandal i Västerås. Borås tidning: ove Grahn nöjd med VM-insatsen. Flera av rubrikerna rör svenska fotbollslandslagets insats i kvalet till fotbolls-VM.
England 1945. A scene from Petticoat lane in London where the market is full of people looking for bargains. A man has caught the attention of the crowd and is performing a trick or doing something unusual in the street to get some coins.PRINCE MONOLULU (Peter Carl Mackay) Born 26 October, St Croix, Danish West Indies. Died 14 February 1965, Middlesex Hospital.
He made his way to London in 1902 via New York. After being in London for a year, after doing various jobs he joined the chorus of the first all black West End musical show called In Dahomey. The British public loved the show. They had literally seen nothing like it and became a sensation.
After the musical came to an end there wasn't much work for black musical actors in London. So Monolulu decided to travel around as a fortune teller, violinist. Singer and lion tamer in a travelling circus. He was in Germany when the first World War broke out, he found himself in a German Internment Camp for the duration of the War.
He returned to England after the War, standing tall with a headdress of ostrich feathers, Lion paws swinging from his neck, in baggy pantaloons and holding a tartan umbrella. Monolulu held centre stage at racecourses across England. He announced himself in 1920 on Derby Day "I gotta horse to beat the favourite, Spion kop will win the Derby, put your shirt on it, put your pants on it, and when you win - roast beef, two veg, Yorkshire Pudding and God Save the king". The favourite was 3/1 and came in 14th. Spion Kop would win the race at 14/1 by 2 lengths. He placed £500 on it and was reported to have won £8.000 ( worth around £400,000 today). Not only did he win a small fortune, he could live off his reputation.
He would sell tips for 10 shillings. The name of the horse would be sealed in an envelope, he give it to you and then whisper in your ear "don't tell anyone or it will lose". They must have told loads of people, because they would often lose. People didn't mind they were entertained and having a great day at the races. He would appear on lots of news reels and films featuring horse races.
There might have been many in the upper classes that turned their nose up and laugh at him. The lower classes loved him, to them he wasn't a figure of fun, he was a man of the people, every photo you see of him, he is surrounded by smiling people. He was the most famous black guy in Britain.
Every Sunday he pitched up at Petticoat Lane Market, he would entertain the crowd, he would sell lucky charms and even medicines that claimed to cure anything from flat feet to baldness. A black man at the time had to work twice as hard to make his presence felt in society. He was just natural and being himself that people warmed to him. He loved to make people laugh, one relative remembers being carried around the streets on the shoulders of Monolulu. He would look out for those down on their luck. He would give them a piece of paper with his address on Cleveland Street written on it. "You can go there" he would say, "there is rice and eggs, but you will have to do the washing up as I don't have a butler".
When the second World War broke out he was one of the first public figures to appear in a newsreel encouraging people to carry gas masks. If you see any coverage of VE Day, he's in the crowd at Buckingham Palace jumping up and down with a big smile on his face.
He lived to the age of 83, he had a big impact on people throughout the world. A larger than life character that should always be remembered, he did have a public house named after him until it was redeveloped and a racehorse. I think there is also a block of flats named after him.
Swedish photographer KG Kristoffersson was in England 1945 for three months, shortly after the world war II ended. S61-5
England 1945. Marknaden på Petticoat Lane Market i London är fylld med människor. En man uppträder på gatan.
Bilden tagen av KG Kristoffersson som reste runt i England 1945 efter det Andra världskrigets slut.
England 1945. A scene from Petticoat lane in London where the market is full of people looking for bargains. A man has caught the attention of the crowd and is performing a trick or doing something unusual in the street to get some coins.
Swedish photographer KG Kristoffersson was in England 1945 for three months, shortly after the world war II ended. S61-6
England 1945. Marknaden på Petticoat Lane Market i London är fylld med människor. En man uppträder på gatan.
Bilden tagen av KG Kristoffersson som reste runt i England 1945 efter det Andra världskrigets slut.
England 1945. A scene from Petticoat lane in London where the market is full of people looking for bargains. A man dressed in an arabic outfit entertains. PRINCE MONOLULU (Peter Carl Mackay) Born 26 October, St Croix, Danish West Indies. Died 14 February 1965, Middlesex Hospital.
He made his way to London in 1902 via New York. After being in London for a year, after doing various jobs he joined the chorus of the first all black West End musical show called In Dahomey. The British public loved the show. They had literally seen nothing like it and became a sensation.
After the musical came to an end there wasn't much work for black musical actors in London. So Monolulu decided to travel around as a fortune teller, violinist. Singer and lion tamer in a travelling circus. He was in Germany when the first World War broke out, he found himself in a German Internment Camp for the duration of the War.
He returned to England after the War, standing tall with a headdress of ostrich feathers, Lion paws swinging from his neck, in baggy pantaloons and holding a tartan umbrella. Monolulu held centre stage at racecourses across England. He announced himself in 1920 on Derby Day "I gotta horse to beat the favourite, Spion kop will win the Derby, put your shirt on it, put your pants on it, and when you win - roast beef, two veg, Yorkshire Pudding and God Save the king". The favourite was 3/1 and came in 14th. Spion Kop would win the race at 14/1 by 2 lengths. He placed £500 on it and was reported to have won £8.000 ( worth around £400,000 today). Not only did he win a small fortune, he could live off his reputation.
He would sell tips for 10 shillings. The name of the horse would be sealed in an envelope, he give it to you and then whisper in your ear "don't tell anyone or it will lose". They must have told loads of people, because they would often lose. People didn't mind they were entertained and having a great day at the races. He would appear on lots of news reels and films featuring horse races.
There might have been many in the upper classes that turned their nose up and laugh at him. The lower classes loved him, to them he wasn't a figure of fun, he was a man of the people, every photo you see of him, he is surrounded by smiling people. He was the most famous black guy in Britain.
Every Sunday he pitched up at Petticoat Lane Market, he would entertain the crowd, he would sell lucky charms and even medicines that claimed to cure anything from flat feet to baldness. A black man at the time had to work twice as hard to make his presence felt in society. He was just natural and being himself that people warmed to him. He loved to make people laugh, one relative remembers being carried around the streets on the shoulders of Monolulu. He would look out for those down on their luck. He would give them a piece of paper with his address on Cleveland Street written on it. "You can go there" he would say, "there is rice and eggs, but you will have to do the washing up as I don't have a butler".
When the second World War broke out he was one of the first public figures to appear in a newsreel encouraging people to carry gas masks. If you see any coverage of VE Day, he's in the crowd at Buckingham Palace jumping up and down with a big smile on his face.
He lived to the age of 83, he had a big impact on people throughout the world. A larger than life character that should always be remembered, he did have a public house named after him until it was redeveloped and a racehorse. I think there is also a block of flats named after him.
Swedish photographer KG Kristoffersson was in England 1945 for three months, shortly after the world war II ended. S61-4
England 1945. Marknaden på Petticoat Lane Market i London är fylld med människor. En försäljare av tyger mäter upp den längd som den kvinnliga kunden vill ha.
Bilden tagen av KG Kristoffersson som reste runt i England 1945 efter det Andra världskrigets slut.
England 1945. Marknaden på Petticoat Lane Market i London är fylld med människor. En försäljare av tyger mäter upp den längd som den kvinnliga kunden vill ha.
Bilden tagen av KG Kristoffersson som reste runt i England 1945 efter det Andra världskrigets slut.
England 1945. A scene from Petticoat lane in London where the market is full of people looking for bargains. A man selling clothes.
Swedish photographer KG Kristoffersson was in England 1945 for three months, shortly after the world war II ended. S63-4
