Tights!
Childhood in winter was knee-length socks that stayed up if you were lucky, no long trousers for boys at primary school and no trousers at all for girls.
By special request, let’s discuss our favourite Classic Music and why?
In 1951 I went with my family to London to stay with relatives. The man of the house was high up in the trade union movement and he took us to Transport House to his office. Attached to his desk was a pencil sharpener . You turned a handle and it sharpened your pencil . As a 7 year old I thought it was wondeful . I later discovered this same relative turned down a knighthood twice . He advised Churchill during the war on keeping up coal froduction and other matters. My mother used to tell me he was Frank Cousins right hand man but he never forgot his working class roots .
Tights!
Childhood in winter was knee-length socks that stayed up if you were lucky, no long trousers for boys at primary school and no trousers at all for girls.
Powdered ‘lemonade’ and orangeaid that came in a little tin.
It was Eiffel Tower brand, you took a teaspoonful of the powder and added it to a glass of water. It fizzed a bit, like alka-seltzer, but apart from that it was pretty much just citric acid and yellow food colouring.
My father’s camera. He took countless pictures in black and white then developed and printed them in his darkroom. The process was like magic.
When my children were young films and processing them were expensive and most of my efforts were poor.
My grandchildren know only the miracle of endless excellent photographs taken by their phones and instantly shared.
My Dad was a real petrol-head, he was an apprentice at David Brown (which built Aston Martin cars) before the war and I remember all his cars, the first was a Humber but i have only a vague memory of it. Then he got a Wolseley 444 which was black and shiny with leather seats. He also had a Land Rover Series 2 for driving through the desert to work on the oil rigs. We lived in Kuwait.
My mother had a battery operated carving knife.
We adored shop bought cakes which were only allowed as a very special treat on the grounds of cost. My absolute favourite was Kunzle Showboats. Does anyone else remember them? They were individual cakes with a chocolate outer shell and sponge in the middle. We were allowed them on camping holidays, along with something called Cremola Foam, which was a powder mixed into water to make a fizzy drink.
I lived near London as a child. I was told that the Science Museum had a door which opened by itself when you walked towards it. I didn’t believe it and when we went I was scared to go through it - at first.
I remember visiting a friend's Auntie's house in the early seventies.I was very impressed by the sight of two automatic washing machines side by side in the kitchen.I did puzzle why they needed two.I'd never heard of a tumble dryer.We only had a twin tub at home so I thought they must be incredibly rich.
Having a colour tv (rented), then, quite a good while later, our own telephone. Both were quite a novelty when we first got them 😂.
We were not that well off but my dad liked to keep ahead of new ideas.
In 1966 when I was ten he bought my sister and I electric blankets. What unimaginable luxury! I was always cold and later found it was due to my having Reynaud’s Syndrome. To be warm in bed was heaven.
watermeadow
My father’s camera. He took countless pictures in black and white then developed and printed them in his darkroom. The process was like magic.
When my children were young films and processing them were expensive and most of my efforts were poor.
My grandchildren know only the miracle of endless excellent photographs taken by their phones and instantly shared.
My dad did the same - and later taught me how to develop photos. It was like magic watching the images appear.
I was in the Brownies, and Brown Owl gave us all a shell for Christmas which we were to put in a glass. Over the next few days the glue softened, the shell opened, and a paper flower floated up. I thought it was the best thing ever. I doubt a child now would even give it a glance.
Casdon
I was in the Brownies, and Brown Owl gave us all a shell for Christmas which we were to put in a glass. Over the next few days the glue softened, the shell opened, and a paper flower floated up. I thought it was the best thing ever. I doubt a child now would even give it a glance.
It sounds wonderful. Like the pen my teacher showed me with a little boat bobbin up and down inside it.
Strange how nothing is of value and everything is instant.
Probably around 1962 - my Dad brought home a jar of peanut butter. The rest is history- can’t live without it!
SunnySusie
We adored shop bought cakes which were only allowed as a very special treat on the grounds of cost. My absolute favourite was Kunzle Showboats. Does anyone else remember them? They were individual cakes with a chocolate outer shell and sponge in the middle. We were allowed them on camping holidays, along with something called Cremola Foam, which was a powder mixed into water to make a fizzy drink.
Are you in Scotland, Susie? I’m Glaswegian and I have such fond memories of both these brands; nobody else seems to remember Kunzle Showboats, they were the epitome of sophisticated luxury!
My grannie got a tv so we could watch the coronation of Queen Elizabeth in 1953. We, family and neighbours all gathered in her sitting room, sitting on chair arms, the floor etc once the 2 chairs and sofa were filled with people.
The tv was so posh, it had doors that you opened when switched it on
I lived in Liverpool and as a kid a trip to the beach was a ferry to New Brighton or a train to West Kirby or Southport All of which had promenades
A forest was Delamere or Formby
When I was about ten my auntie, who lived in Plymouth, moved to a house big enough to put us up for a holiday. It seems incredibly naive now but I stood on a beach with a forest behind and could not believe what I was looking at.
I loved reading my granny's Womans Weekly!
When we went to her house she always had Corona cherryade and a box of dairylea triangles. Heaven 😋
Two weeks in a caravan, on a site with three swings and a slide as entertainment.
In the rain.
NotSpaghetti
My parents were devastated when I bought a pair of jeans TopGunner!
😂. My father referred to my first (admittedly awful) pair as ‘your canvas trousers’. I don’t think he could bring himself to utter the ‘J’ word.
Snowbell, my granny always gave us Dairylea Triangles for tea. Luxury! No such things ever at home. Unfortunately tea at granny’s didn’t happen very often - she wasn’t exactly round the corner.
My aunt (who apired to be posh) had married a man with a posh job, and they owned their own house & car- she had a huge chest freezer in the garage.Me & my mum went to stay to look after the house when they went on holiday- and i was amazed at the freezer, frozen loaves in wax wrappers, ice lollies, choc ices, a few ready meals..great.My kids(&now my grandkids) couldnt beleive how easily pleased we were with stuff back then.Or how little we had.
Looking at a packet of spaghetti and wondering what on earth to do with it!
I can't think of a single thing !
Im still trying to think of one thing
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