I was born in 1945 and somehow friends of my generation seem to have rather drawn the short straw. Still rationing definitley sweets til about 1953 , and many other things. We lived in Yorkshire and walked 3/4mile to school for infants and juniors, and then about half a mile to railway station and a journey to the grammar school, and another half mile at the other end to walk , come hail come shine. As teenagers then , we were expected do our share of jobs, go and get shopping etc , with a very small amount of pocket money. No telling the adults what you would and wouldnt do. Then an adult , married and saving and working hard to get
started with a home. Happy to have second hand furniture until we could save to have what we would like. Then with a family but not living anywhere near relatives , only sorted any childcare with friends and share and share alike. Then later the mortgage went up to 15% and our careful budget was wrecked and we scrimped and saved to keep going. As all parents we did without to bring up the family , and by the time they were teenagers they had far more opportunities than we had had. Then they moved away and we helped where we could to set them up. The grandchildren come along and we are delighted to see them but now it is not the pleasure of them coming to stay for a few days or you taking them out as it fitted in with the family. If we are anywhere near our children we are having to make serious commitments to childcare, whether that is being part of the actual after school care each week, or ferrying them to and fro, or having to cancel our plans to look after a sick child as their parents cant have sudden time off from work etc.
One of my oldest friends and I had plans to see much more of each other when we retired. Due to her son being on a two year course in the south east - which will be beneficial in the long run - She and the other grandmother are taking week and week about travelling down to stay and look after the children, because child care is so expensive there. Of course we want to help our families and do our best but at the age of 79 we have managed a couple of lunchs together meeting in the middle, but havent even been able to have a couple of days b and b , never mind having a week together. We also of course were the Waspi women, where our carefully planned retirement was ruined by the retiring date going up and up and again all your sensible planning came to nothing. I have had some great times and love my family as do all my friends , but now we are seen as the oldies who are getting all the houses or hospital beds etc etc, with no acknowledgment of our hard work and efforts for the community. So watch out for the pink pigs flying overhead. Let me know wont you as that will be the day I will feel well, have the time and money to go out and have a good day with my friend!! If there is reincarnation I am definitely coming back a as a cat!!!