Back in the olden days a women would be as this model, sitting waiting for the money to arrive via a container that travelled along a 'line', she would put the change in, and send it back to the counter.
The local Pub which seemed to be rather busy.
A Coffee shop down the street from Slaters.
When I was a pre-teen I stayed at Sheffield for part of the winter school holiday with my late Auntie and Uncle and my cousins. They my cousins, have no connection with Sheffield these days.