Half a century ago... what were you up to?

My marriage was going through a difficult patch, my husband decided he needed to sow some wild oats - and boy! Do I mean wild lol!!!! We survived and went on to build a very firm and happy marriage until he died four years ago, but I could and should have handled it better at the time and not caused so much anguish all round! Really black period I have not revisited for a long, long time and don’t intend to dwell there, much prefer the happy years that followed, both older and wiser!

Had one child in 72, preggie with no.2 on holiday in Margate.

Just starting out in my first job as an Art teacher.

I was a Nursing Officer in the Army,stationed in Aldershot at that time.

polly123. me too.

I was engaged at the tender age of 18
and due to be married in November!
Must have been bonkers!

Given I was only 4 years old, not a lot

Riverwalk

This time in 1973 I was 18 and waiting to start nurse training, having left school three years earlier at the tender age of 15.

I don't know were the time went but would like to re-visit and make a few changes!

1998 was the year my health problems began sadly ... it's been a downhill trend ever since.

My second daughter was 2 years old. My husband had just started a new job working offshore on the North Sea. We had moved to Livingston which was a new town then. With 2 small girls I was busy on my own with them.

Every time my father got a promotion we moved to where his new office would be. Whitley Bay to High Wycombe and everyone at school would make fun of my accent, which was not pronounced, but obvious. Moving about ever two to three years ,as we did, and not be in the military was not so common in those days.My sister was 7 years younger than me so it was like being an only child. l was also catholic so never went to the local school. All holidays were spent with one or other set of grandparents, who always lived 3 to 4 hundred miles away, so would not be around to go out to play, which my mother never encouraged. However it made me resilient and self contained.

I was a wife and mother to three boys aged 8,6 nd 5. Happy days stay at home mum, little spare cash but wouldn't change it for anything. All of my sons have told me that they had
wonderful childhood, that means the world to me.

I was just married aged 18 (mad or what) luckily turned out well and still together with less hair (him) much wider (me) but happily plodding along with 2 AC and 4 GC

Same here, I would change so many things. I wouldn't have married an alcoholic for one - I had no idea.

I was aged 23, 7 months pregnant and living in Sussex. A really happy time for me. Lots of water under the bridge since then!

Married with a thirteen month old, and just about to become pregnant again!

Only age 14, living in Wales with grandparents, learning to sew with my grandmother.

By coincidence, will be holidaying with a friend and her hubby, we were at school together from age 12.

In 1973 I was just finishing my "linguist secretarial" course at Cambridge Tech. Went on to Germany to be an au pair, as I wanted to learn German which hadn't been on offer at my school and wasn't offered at Tech for those with no previous knowledge. I learnt German pretty quick once here

The rest is history!

I was 13. Playing a lot of tennis and listening to T Rex! About to fall in love with Donny Osmond!

I was very heavily pregnant (10lb baby born early October) and DH and I were on our way to Mull by train to spend a holiday with his parents in Tobermory. We had a long wait between trains in Glasgow and no left luggage facilities (it was the time of IRA bombs) so we went to the cinema with our bags squished under our seats It was one of those cinemas showing a film continuously on a “loop” and while I have no memory of what the film was I know we watched just short of twice through.

If I may hijack and subvert the thread title - 53 years ago our families , DH-to-be and I were having dinner together in St Andrew’s on the eve of our wedding.

In 1973 I was living in Port Moresby the capitol city ( not as we know it) and I was teaching as head of English at Kila Kila High School. I have three firm friends in Australia from those days. Weather was hot and the classrooms had tin rooves (is that correct?) We moved to Moresby in 1969 when my husband got an important job. The Speaker remembered David from when he first arrived in PNG because the Speaker served with him and taught him Motu the language of Papua. He decided David would be a good choice as assistant Chairman of the PNG House Of Assembly which was the Parliament. So there he was sitting solemnly in his wig and gown advising of correct procedures. All in all it was a great time for us. We put up visiting MPs ( I always asked for Labour politicians as I felt they would fit in better in our busy family. We also met visiting Australian politicians including the PM.
I still belong to groups reminiscing about PNG and in London a group of boys I taught in New Ireland never forgot me and visited me at my flat. They had great education and had top jobs. Teaching was my vocation and I never tired of it. Two years later PNG became independent and husband feared growing corruption in politics so we left. The PM took David into the national museum and presented him with a Sepik mask which we still have but it remains in England weigh my eldest child, my daughter. I have lived an eventful life in Australia and Papua New Guinea and now in St Lucia. I just miss my husband and that one of my sons lives in Australia. All my children enjoy annual get together meetings here in St Lucia and I keep in touch via phone calls and messages,
Sorry for rambling on but at 89 I lave done a lot of living Sitting here listening to songs of the War. Singing along of course.

I was 4 months pregnant with my 2nd child.

Just started work as a clerical assistant in the Planning Dept at a London Borough.

I was 21 and had just left Teacher Training College in June 1973 and was busy planning my wedding for 28 July. I had my wedding reception in a lovely restaurant at Alton Towers, when it was lovely gardens and a boating lake etc, before it became a massive theme park. The former restaurant is now the gift shop for Oblivion! Sadly we were only married for 14 years, but still keep in regular touch as friends. I don’t really know where the last 50 years has gone either! It only seems like yesterday when I was about to be married!

I was working as a librarian in Liverpool and DH in first job in local planning. I doubt we had a holiday. Probably went to visit my parents in Bristol or his in N.Ireland. We were saving all of my salary (not a lot!) in anticipation of getting a mortgage eventually. We didn’t go out at all except occasionally to the theatre. Ate a lot of herrings from Birkenhead market (where we rented a flat) because it was cheap source of protein. Tried for a baby next summer and moved to North Yorkshire in December 74. First son born April 75 just after we got a mortgage and our first house. As many have said - happy times then!