3 things you miss and don't miss from childhood?

Miss
Black treacle sandwiches
Hot water bottles
An open fire
Apple blossom floating on the puddle in the back yard

Don't miss
People telling me what to do.
School days
My liberty bodice.

I miss
My mum's pea soup and dumplings
Playing out all day without a care in the world
My grandma's house

I don't miss
A cold house in winter
The tin bath
The outside toilet

Miss
Trams
Feeling safe
Making toast at an open fire

Don't miss
Being bullied
A whole class being expected to progress at the same rate
School milk

Miss
Mum
Dad
Primary School - I loved it

Don’t miss
Cold house in winter
Knowing we were hard up
Going on busses

Miss
The school summer holidays which seemed to last or ever.
Grandma and Grandad.
Lots of little shops.

Don't Miss
The outside toilets. We didn't have one inside.
Getting smacked at school. Not because you were naughty but just for making a mistake.
Chilblains.

I miss:- my happy days at a village primary school
the slower pace of life
family times

I don’t miss:- hand me down clothes
keeping anything new “for best”!
chapped legs

Mamardoit

Miss
The school summer holidays which seemed to last or ever.
Grandma and Grandad.
Lots of little shops.

Don't Miss
The outside toilets. We didn't have one inside.
Getting smacked at school. Not because you were naughty but just for making a mistake.
Chilblains.

You just wrote my list!
Also red and sore legs from the cold as only had socks and no tights.

Miss: Living close to cousins and grandparents
Picking gooseberries and raspberries from the garden.
Feeling safe when out exploring with friends.
Don’t miss:
Cleaning out and laying the fire. It’s why I’d never go ‘Ooh’ about a log burner.
Cold house-although getting dressed under the bedclothes was a real skill.
School Dinners!

Miss

toasting bread over a coal fire
the annual town carnival
carol singing with friends

don't miss

cruel teachers
the long walk to the shops with my mum
having to wear jumble sales clothes

Miss
Penny Dainties that filled your mouth so much you couldn't speak.
Getting pocket money.
Sitting in my grandmas kitchen as she cooked sausages

Don't miss
Chaffed calves from wellies.
Grandma's knitted loopy, weird green winter bonnets.
3 hours homework every evening.

Miss

Playing in the fields and woods, being in touch with nature.
My mother’s cooking.
Being really confident.

Don’t miss

Having to do maths.
Lacrosse and all school games.
Those ghastly blue Aertex shirts we had to wear for games and gym.

(I find it much easier to think of things I miss than things I don’t.)

Miss

Family Christmassses
No responsibilities
Lying in bed between mum and dad - so safe
Laughing til I cried

Don’t miss

Staying at grandmas dark cold house
Being alone in the house while everyone was at work
Sand in my sandwiches on the beach

Miss

All my friends from our road and our adventures
Mum's cuddles
Being care free

Don't miss

Freezing bathroom
Izal toilet paper
Chilblains

Miss
My Mum's steamed puddings
The freedom I had to be out all day with friends
Visits to the library, highlight of my week
Don't miss
Enforced religious observance
Cold bathroom
Having to wear very old fashioned clothes

Miss
Living in a quiet village
Local Salvation Army band walking through the village to play at Christmas
Singing in the local church choir

Don't miss
Getting dressed under the bed clothes as there was frost inside the windows
Outside chemical toilets
Being made fun of because I was overweight

Miss
Having bundles of energy.
Being free to run around almost anywhere safely.
Dancing school where I learned tap, ballet and modern stage.

Don’t miss
Itchy jumpers that were necessary as winters were so cold and I was very skinny.
Outside lavatory- with long legged spiders.
Having to kiss my scratchy faced uncle goodbye, always made me uncomfortable.

MISS
* Playing on the waste ground next to the brook and netting for sticklebacks (last time I saw it, it was covered with houses).
* Going to the park very early with my dad to gather mushrooms for breakfast
* Going to Liverpool on the ferry

DON'T MISS
* Getting up for school in the cold and dark of an unheated house
* Tapioca pudding
* Having to go to Sunday School

I miss our chickens in the garden. We always had lots of them but I had names for all of them, and I loved collecting the eggs.
I miss my "boy next door", Brian who made my childhood bearable.
I miss living by the sea. I spent a lot of time on various beaches.

I don't miss being made to pluck the chicken feathers after Mum killed them.
I don't miss the endless cold, no kind of heating in the house except a coal fire which we couldn't often afford to light.
I don't miss being terrified much of the time. Mum was very fierce.

Auntieflo

Miss

All my friends from our road and our adventures
Mum's cuddles
Being care free

Don't miss

Freezing bathroom
Izal toilet paper
Chilblains

Autieflo

I'd quite forgotten about Izal toilet paper. Quite agree.

MISS:
Sitting on my mum's lap for a cuddle
My dad telling me and my brother stories
Playing out in the snow with all the children in my street

DON'T MISS:
Freezing cold bedrooms
Being convinced my mum wouldn't come back when she went out (I had no reason to think this but I was an anxious child)
Horrible school dinners that you had to finish (or throw under the table if you were like me!)

Great thread * Dragonella* brings back lots of memories!

I miss
Going to the sweet shop on Saturday mornings
Our family outings to the beach in the car
Playing with my sisters

I don’t miss
Chilblains
Milk at school which had been warmed by the radiator
Outside toilets at school which always smelt awful

I miss:
The whole family round the table for meals, my parents are still alive, but my siblings are scattered all over the world so we are very rarely all together now.
Having adventures, outside for the whole day with my friends
Picnics in the open top car my dad had at one time

I don’t miss:
Going to the dentists, which was a huge ordeal in those days with no painkillers
Being made to finish meals I hated
My hideous maroon and gold school uniform

Ooh yes, the sweet shop. The end of sweet rationing when I was 13, and racing down to the local shop clutching my pocket money, to buy as many sweets as I could afford. The kind shopkeeper always gave me a few extra. Liquorice comfits were my favourite.

I miss.
The fields we used to play in.Now all built on
The sound of thrushes and mistle thrushes in the garden.Rarely see now.
Carefree summer holidays with no responsibility and long days playing out.

Don't miss.
Leaving the warm lounge to go to bed in an icy room.
Ditto the scratchy Izal loo roll
Having to eat fish on Fridays at school. For years I hated it.Now I like most kinds of fish but still remember the way school fish made me feel.