U.C.P. Memories

Tripe and elder was a big favourite of mam's. The tripe was usually creamy white and the elder was yellowy green both being part of a cow's udder lining. Sounds revolting, and it was. The elder was boiled slowly until tender, allowed to cool then sliced and eaten with bread and margarine. The tripe was simmered in half milk and half water with onions added. It looked and smelt equally revolting and none of us would go near it. Mam would relish the thought of eating it for tea or supper over two evenings. Sometimes she would go to U.C.P. United Cow Products in Stockport. Just to see if there was anything on offer that was not on ration.
• Source: Book "A Stockport Trilogy" by Kenneth Gibbons

My wife Julie Walters (nee Bedford) used to live across the road from Sylvia Pye, in Hardhorn Village, Near Poulton-le-Fylde. The was the only daughter of the Pye's who owned the U.C.P. restaurant in Blackpool. This was back in the 1950s.
• Source: Anthony Walters

My father, Cyril Woods was the chef in the cafeteria at Deansgate branch of U.C.P. for 40+ years, serving the traditional meals of steak & cowheel, tripe and onions etc. I worked there for years, weekends and school/college holidays, making sandwiches and salads, clearing tables and drying cutlery. One of my other jobs was draining the "exotic" waterfall of coins.
• Source: Janet Whitham

My memory of UCP Tripe Works. I lived in Stanley Street, off Highfield Road in Levenshulme from 1945 to 1953. My grandparents had lived at number 18 from 1900 to 1953. Their front door was opposite the main door of the Tripe Works, and I remember the women in clogs etc. My grandma used to buy broken pies from that door as well as tripe etc. There was a vacant block with chickens on next to the Works, and Jacksons Brickworks next door. We used to go to the UCP Cafe on Stockport Road for a treat. I have lived in Australia since 1964, but have so many memories of my childhood in Levenshulme.
• Source: Brenda Cooke

I used to go to the UCP cafe in Blackpool as a child. The cafe was quite smart and upstairs. On the ground floor was the shop selling tripe cowheels and such. I loved it there. We all ate tripe then.
• Source: Lynda Hillman

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