From the book Yesterday’s Warminster, by Danny Howell, published in 1987:
Eddie Ball (1907-1985) worked part-time while he was still attending school as an errand boy for Mary Hatton’s mother, Amy Butler. He said “Once I went up to a house on the Boreham Road to deliver a hat and on the way back a gentleman on a horse passed me, going in the direction towards Salisbury. As he passed he dropped a box which landed in the road. I shouted to him “Sir, sir, you’ve dropped something’ but he didn’t take any notice. I chased after him, still shouting, but he didn’t realise I was trying to tell him about the box. He told me to “Bugger off’ and carried on his way. I took the box home and when I opened it, I found it was full of packets of cigarettes.
There were a lot of wealthy people living on the Boreham Road and I had to go up that way, quite often, delivering hats for Mrs Butler. Always, on the way back, I would call in at Jimmy White’s bakery, near the top of East Street, next to the Rose and Crown. Jimmy sold little fat cakes, or lardy cakes as they are known now. They were seven for sixpence and I used to buy a bagful. They were beautiful and when you ate them, the grease oozed out of them and ran down the sides of your chin.’