Oatcakes and pikelets
In reply to P King, Thursday's Star, I lived on the Parson Cross Estate in the '50s, and yes I remember the pikelet man very well around that time.
He always wore a trilby hat and rode a bike with a basket on front.
The familiar shout of “oatcakes and pikelets”, rang out on most weekends.
There were many street traders in those days.