Martin wrote in
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2/6 in Reading during the 1950s. One place handed you a raffle ticket
and you returned when you thought it was about the right time.
Hospitals & GPs could copy this idea.


I bought a professional clipper/ beard trimmer via my
barber/hairdresser. Sheep shearing next.


12 and a half p!
My goodness, how times have changed.
What was the average wage in those days?
My grandad used to tell us that in WW2 he paid tuppence farthing for a
pint, and only the rich went to the barbers shop.

Raffle tickets are used today just like you describe, but at the GP only
the lucky bugger with the right number gets the correct treatment.

Baz