Strange as it may seem, we very rarely had a smell of frying wafting through the house. There was a six inch gap between the house and the chip shop, just enough to let the wind blow through. By 1960 I had left school and was out looking for a job.
The fish cake that you mention UncleUb was a poor man's fish dinner. Fish was rather expensive for the time. If I recall rightly it was around 1 shilling even in them days. So Scottiesmum, you can understand why it cost you what it did.
Ah! there is a difference between a fishcake and a fish cake.