I’ve never considered this topic before but I now realise I grew up in quite a sociable house. My parents didn’t have formal gatherings like parties but there were always people popping in for coffee and we regularly had a policeman sitting in our kitchen drinking tea. We were on their regular beat and they knew they’d get a warming cuppa and biscuit or two at ours. Although my parents had no living siblings, there were four of us kids and my grandad lived with us so it was a busy household. My older siblings often brought their friends home and my younger bro and I had the use of empty rooms at the top of our rambling, falling-down house, which was a magnet to our friends. All very casual unlike today.
We called unrelated adults aunt & uncle, as did everyone where we lived, in Kent. People my grandad’s age were Mr & Mrs, though. My grandad used to take me visit them, which was interesting (I liked seeing their houses and even better if they had a pet) and boring (their small talk) at the same time.
Our house was always busy, too, and we held many parties over the years. Looking back, I’ve noticed that people seem to fall into two categories, they’re either party-givers or party-goers. Some people came to almost all our parties yet they never reciprocated with even an invitation for coffee, let alone throw their own party! My best friend and I were definitely the party givers of our group. 😂