What's all those "only 3" or perhaps "just 2 TV channels"? When I was little, we couldn't afford a TV, I recall when I was maybe 4 or 5, being taken to Granny's house (mum's side, quite well off), and there was this polished wooden box in the 'drawing room'.
When the door was pulled aside, a TV screen appeared (it was a radiogram too?), so I could watch Andy Pandy, Woodentops, or Rag, Tag & Bobtail (my favourite).
When I was about 10 or 11, we must have gone up in the world (only slightly!), as we got a TV, it had a meter on the back so you got a rebate at the end of the week or fortnight. BUT - you had to have spare coins, it always seemed to click off just before the end of a show!
Other irritations for today's 'yoof', well, back then just about nobody had central heating, nor double glazing, in our house, icicles formed on the INside of the windows in winter.
In the big freeze (1963 - like Siberia) we still had to go to school, despite snowdrifts, black ice and all the rest.
I'd forgotten about Green Shield Stamps (someone mentioned), but we like the majority had no phone, there was a call box at the end of the road. Oh, and we had quite a lot of recycling way back then, you got thruppence (?) back on an empty lemonade or ice cream soda bottle, can't see today's kids collecting them for a trek to the shop?!
For quite some years, a 'treat' was toasting a slice of bread on a fork in front of the fire/stove, then spreading some dripping on it. But we DID have 'takeaways' (another treat), it was fish and chips or . . .fish and chips, possibly sausage and chips or cod's roe and chips. I realised I was almost an adult (!) when first entrusted to ride my bike to the shop, hand over the list, and get the correct change.
We never had what folk call a holiday until I was about 10 or so, a week in a little chalet at a camp on the Isle of Wight. There was nothing to do, except play ball, go on the swings, or to the beach, but it was wonderful. We'd only ever had day trips on a train until then.
Oh, and we never had a car, everything had to be by bus or train, though my dad had a bike (several miles to get to work and back!), then I got one. Nowadays kids in this village (& most others?!) get a car ride to school, just a couple of minutes, no wonder so many are . . . .a tad on the chubby side?!