Typical Saturdays from your childhoods

As my father was what was known as a Commercial Traveller, we had a car and a phone as far back as I can remember, as his office was at home. He was away all week so he spent all day Saturday mowing the lawns of our acre of garden with the rotary mower. And Sundays with the normal lawn owner.

I only connect Saturday routines with the TV programmes such as Juke Box Jury, The Monkees

And, of course. ... Dr Who!

This has brought back happy memories, thank you.
I was another Saturday morning Cinema goer we called it Picture Club, also had about 6d for sweets. We always called into Woolies first, most of the time I had my little sister in tow. It hard to believe we were little and could do this on our own.

After Lunch it was into Town on the Bus with Mum to look around the shops, on way back home we would pop into my Grandparents for a cup of tea, then we would walk home and call into a Cake shop for treats for our Tea time, they did a late Bake ofter a que, I remember them having a fabulous selection.
Then Cakes and Sandwiches, Kids TV, Doctor Who etc Bath, Bed.

I haven't thought about this for years thank you.

Children’s flicks at the local falling apart cinema. Kids running round and round endlessly. Hated the cartoons (still do) and was always more worried about the horses falling over etc than the men. Four sweets for a penny before the films.

Never had a car, hopscotch, street games and playing on the numerous bomb sites surrounding our inner city street.
Life was miserable at home with a violent father, but balanced by the multitude of children and friends all left to do as we wished.

We always had what we called square meat (stewing beef) with mashed potatoes on Saturday, followed by rice pudding which I used to fight my sisters to get the skin! Love square meat to this day.

Kate1949

Everyone stood up for the queen at the end of the film. She appeared on her horse on the screen.

My memory is that everyone rushed to get out before the National Anthem started! If you weren’t quick enough, of course you had to stand still and silent until the anthem finished.

Saturday morning pictures for me too. I was good friends with the boy next door - we were the same age. His dad used to walk us up to his allotment on Saturday afternoons. He’d give us small jobs to do or set us loose on the privet hedges with a couple of pairs of shears. When we got fed up we would run off into the adjacent woods and “adventure” until it was time to go home (usually wet through from playing in the stream!). Saturday tea was usually kippers or smoked haddock with brown bread and butter, and the my mother always bought pikelets and oatcakes from a man who came round selling them door to door from a basket with a red gingham cloth over it.
When we were older, Saturdays were for catching the train from the local station with friends, to go hiking for the day out in the Peak District. Happy days.

Saturday morning at the cinema if mum was flushed later a visit to grans. I was always travel sick on the bus we didn’t have the luxury of a car. I also went to my friend’s grans with her family sometimes on a Saturday. We all had jobs to do on Saturday mine was brushing the dusty stairs down I hated it.

Saturdays for us were chores. I always had the dining room to dust, and spent ages underneath dusting all the grooves on the pedestal legs. Sometimes I would be sent outside to help dad in the garden, which I enjoyed a bit more.

After chores we went to town, my Mum did drive. The highlight was choosing our tart or slice at the local bakery which we would have at dinner time. Saturdays there was Bugs Bunny on the TV in late afternoon which we always looked forward to!

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Mamie

Twenty minute Saturday trip by steam train to Croydon. Coffee in Kennards with the great-aunts while the string quartet played. Pony ride in Kennards' arcade if lucky.
There was a wonderful toy shop with puppets in the window.
Croydon market shopping in Surrey Street with kippers bought for tea.
The shopping bag was called The Croydon Basket. 😂

OMG, Kennards Arcade! I’d forgotten the name. Until I was 9 we lived in Purley, and would go to Croydon for the big weekly shop. I always longed painfully for a ride on one of those ponies - they had bells on their harnesses - but it never happened.
I never did actually ask though - from a very early age I was all too aware of money being very tight - we just didn’t ask for things. IIRC a ride cost all of 6d.

One very memorable day, though, my father did buy me one of the little tortoises in the arcade pet shop - I’d been looking longingly over and over, but again, never asked. He cost 4/6d and the assistant just put him in a brown paper bag! I had Timmy for some years, until he died during hibernation in the very cold winter of (IIRC) 1963. 😢

We didn't have much money either, but I had a lot of great-aunts. 😂

Kate1949

*Terribull*. I thought that was just me with confession. Some weeks I hadn't committed any sins. I knew the priest wouldn't believe me so I would say 'I stole an apple' (which I hadn't) followed by 'I told a lie'. He would absolve my sins! How ridiculous.

Yes exactly that Kate! what a load of nonsense I made up, this " I've been telling lies" and that was the lie, so we went to Confession to make up imaginary wrong doings there didn't seem to be the option of "I've been so good, absolutely nothing to declare"

Miss Adventure, I love that image, hilarious

Mamie

Twenty minute Saturday trip by steam train to Croydon. Coffee in Kennards with the great-aunts while the string quartet played. Pony ride in Kennards' arcade if lucky.
There was a wonderful toy shop with puppets in the window.
Croydon market shopping in Surrey Street with kippers bought for tea.
The shopping bag was called The Croydon Basket. 😂

OMG, Kennards Arcade! I’d forgotten the name. Until I was 9 we lived in Purley, and would go to Croydon for the big weekly shop. I always longed painfully for a ride on one of those ponies - they had bells on their harnesses - but it never happened.
I never did actually ask though - from a very early age I was all too aware of money being very tight - we just didn’t ask for things. IIRC a ride cost all of 6d.

One very memorable day, though, my father did buy me one of the little tortoises in the arcade pet shop - I’d been looking longingly over and over, but again, never asked. He cost 4/6d and the assistant just put him in a brown paper bag! I had Timmy for some years, until he died during hibernation in the very cold winter of (IIRC) 1963. 😢

I can’t remember anything too specific about Saturdays when I was a young child. I think I probably played with my friends or walked up to the shops with my Mum.
Saturday afternoon was baking afternoon, and sometimes I was allowed to help (though I probably held up proceedings a bit 😅). At tea time we would eat some of mums baking (she made savouries as well as sweet things). Dad had the wrestling on, so we’d be watching that, then later watch Doctor Who.
We didn’t have a car, so no trips out.
I suppose they were simpler times in some respects, and, as money was tight, there was little opportunity for many outings - we amused ourselves the best we could playing games with our friends.

My dads friend often came over on a Saturday evening, and he bought a variety of fascinating girlfriends, too.
Mini skirts, false eyelashes, big breasts, and thigh high boots, most of them had, and they were all very posh, to us.

Terribull. I thought that was just me with confession. Some weeks I hadn't committed any sins. I knew the priest wouldn't believe me so I would say 'I stole an apple' (which I hadn't) followed by 'I told a lie'. He would absolve my sins! How ridiculous.

Listening to children’s favourites on the radio playing hopscotch or watching black and white telly if my dad wasn’t watching football or wrestling . Supper Lettuce salad cream , tomatoes,beetroots and ham .
Home- made cakes .My mum never ever bought cakes .
In the evening watching „ Dixon of dock Green“
Haven’t times changed

Twenty minute Saturday trip by steam train to Croydon. Coffee in Kennards with the great-aunts while the string quartet played. Pony ride in Kennards' arcade if lucky.
There was a wonderful toy shop with puppets in the window.
Croydon market shopping in Surrey Street with kippers bought for tea.
The shopping bag was called The Croydon Basket. 😂

The priest sitting in the other side, with a beard growing, matchsticks holding his eyes open, as day turns to night...

Saturday morning cinema, I can't remember too much beyond that, my brother and I got our pocket money on Saturday which was 2/6, that paid for the cinema, comics and sweets mainly. I think I may have been allowed to watch early evening Saturday tv that was a treat because my television time was strictly monitored. I remember Thank Your Lucky Stars and Juke Box Jury. I also remember having to be quiet whilst my father took down the football results. Once I'd made my First Communion, we were expected to go to Confession on a Saturday, I had to generally make stuff up, because I hadn't really done anything wrong, well not then, all that came later, then if I'd gone in later teenage years and beyond, which I didn't, I'd have probably started with "Bless me Father for I have sinned, how long have you got?"

Saturday morning pictures with the boy next door,girls seated one side boys the others.

Mushrooms on toast for tea(cooked in milk).

My Dad sitting checking the football results,to see if he had won anything on the pools,he never did!

We never had a telephone. We only got one some years after were were married. We married in 69. We probably got a phone about 1980.

Kate1949

I'm surprised so many families had cars. No one I knew had a car. I was born in 1949.

Some of my friends' Dads had cars; they were reps for companies.
They also had telephones 😯

That may well do, but as I said, cars were my dads passion.
Tinkering around with engines, so I think we had a car when not everyone did.

That explains it then!

I was born in 63.

I'm surprised so many families had cars. No one I knew had a car. I was born in 1949.