When i was a nipper my old fella would take me and my brothers to the local working mens club on a staurday,we'd drink coke,eat crisps and be a right royal pain in the arse.At some point during the night someone would say "the cockle mans here !!" in would walk a chap in a white overall carrying a large basket full of shell fish,cockles,mussells,whelks,winkles etc etc.We'd buy a bag of cockles each and a bag of whelks for my old fella,drown everything in vinegar and watch it drip all over your legs when the paper bag started leaking lol.
Must be 30 years since i last seen a cockle man,is ther