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MISS:
Apple trees in the garden
Playing marbles on a drain cover
Dripping on toast
DON'T MISS:
Descant recorder practice
Wearing second-hand clothes
Frost inside the window panes
Miss:
Playing outside
Being able to skip, run, do handstands
Mum's cooking
Don't miss:
Heel blisters from new Clark's sandals
Icy patterns on the inside of windows
Having my hair wrapped in strips of sheet to make ringlets
Marydoll, what are kunzle cakes, sounds German ?
Miss:
Coal Fire in my bedroom, when I was studying
Freedom to go on an adventure. (Just like Enid Blyton books).
Kunzle cakes. (I still crave them to this day)
Don't miss:
Outside toilet
The tawse at school.
Chilblains
MISS
Living near the sea, scraping up sea coal from the beach with my dad.
Waking up on Christmas morning and seeing that knobbly stocking at the bottom of the bed.
The annual trip to town to shop for my new Whitsuntide clothes and feeling very posh having dinner at BHS.
DON’T MISS
Cold, dark outside toilets, particularly when we had a smelly earth closet.
Horrible teachers who smacked for the slightest reason.
Methodist Sunday School every week, and being told drinkers and gamblers would go straight to hell (we lived in a pub with a bookies’ in the back yard
).
I miss:
Filling my mouth with about 10 bubbly’s and blowing a massive bubble that filled my face
Swimming Club and getting up at 5 to train
School
I don’t miss:
Living in a s#%t hole
Being smacked till I cried, then being given something to cry for
My Parents.
BBbevan
I miss
Playing two balls up the wall
Handstands
Whip and top
I don’t miss.
Scott’s Emulsion.
Nit comb.
Sunday school
Gosh that brought back even more memories, especially the playground skills. Did you chalk patterns on the top of your top? I can still do 2 balls against the wall now
I had my hair tightly braided round my head so nits must have found invading really difficult, and what was Scott’s Emulsion for?
Miss
Playing in the woods or garden with my friends.
Mum's fruit pies.
Curling up under the lilac tree in the summer with a book.
Don't miss
Hankies when I had a cold.
Freezing lino on the bedroom floor in winter
My brother's teasing.
I miss
Playing two balls up the wall
Handstands
Whip and top
I don’t miss.
Scott’s Emulsion.
Nit comb.
Sunday school
I don’t miss that much about my childhood. I don’t think I was very good at being a child!
I do wish I still had my Arthur Rackam fairy tale books and my doll’s house and I miss the unsupervised time we had roaming around in the countryside.
I don’t miss:
Being told what to do all the time.
Cold houses.
School.
Don't miss
The nickname "Fatty"
Cold Lino bedroom floor
Suet
Miss
The snow of 1962-63
Mums steak and kidney pie
Sunday trip to sweet shop
Don't miss school stuff - uniform, having to go swimming and taking part in PE (ghastly bully of a teacher).
Do miss - largely carefree attitude to life, running round the block for the fun of it, picnics by the river on a summer day.
Miss
My parents.
Being out all day in the school holidays and feeling safe.
Running to meet grandma off the bus.
Don`t miss.
Nasty teachers.
Going to the outside loo in the night.
School dinners.
I miss:
My grandparents
Being closer geographically to my wider family
M&S cornflake cake
I don’t miss:
Having to wear clothes made from material I can’t stand (I have sensory issues)
School
Feeling different to everyone else and not liking it.
I am loving this thread Dragonella..........Thank you! 
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.
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 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
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
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!)
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.
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.
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
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
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
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