I’m old enough to remember..

Fallingstar

Smoke blackened terrace rows and tall chimneys in Lancashire.
Summer ‘wakes’ when the mill would close as well as many other businesses and coaches would take everyone Blackpool.

Mil (long dead) said you would have to take your own salt & pepper to the boarding house. Later there would be salt & pepper symbols above the door that meant they had salt & pepper. Sounds far fetched to me.

Magenta8

Jamboree Bags, Frozen Jublies, Penny Chews and the 11 plus.
Brown Clarks Sandals with a cut out pattern.
Various awful school caps and hats.
Darning socks.
Knicker elastic that snapped.
Listen with Mother on the radio.
Coal being delivered from a huge cart drawn by two carthorses.

I still darn my hubbys socks on an old wooden mushroom I inherited 😊

AuntieE

Our milkman had a horse and cart too, until I was 3 or four, so did the "bobbin man" - he sold the wooden bobbins that had broken whilst being made as kindling. The bobbin factory supplied the Coates Mill in Paisley and the English Sewing Thread company in Nielston.

Bomb damage in Glasgow could be seen until around 1960.

And living seven miles outside the Glasgow city boundary, we could hear all the ships on the Clyde hooting at midnight on Hogmanay to bring in the New Year.

I also remember both car ferries over the Clyde. The existed until the Clyde tunnel was opened.

I also remember watching the Queen on TV opening the Forth Road Bridge and taking the last ferry to run from Queensferry to do so.

And a live bomb from the second world war was found under Main st in the town we lived in sometime around 1965. There had been cars, lorries, buses and trams running up above it every day from the air-raid when it was dropped and it was definately still live. The bomb squad was called in, and my father as police surgeon was also in attendance.

My mum remembers the dredger going up & down the Clyde looking for bodies.
Also Whisky distillery going up in smoke, the wall came down & killed a lot of fireman in Glasgow.

Primary school being 'open' no matter what the weather.
Even though we had snow every winter (in the Pennines), I dont recall a single time when the weather prevented us from walking there as usual.
And we were allowed to make as many ice slides as we wanted on the large playground. 😃

(Secondary school was different though - a lot further away and heavy snow meant that very occasionally our bus couldnt/wouldnt do the journey).

What wonderful memories there are on here. I've not been too well lately but reading this has made my day. Thank you everyone

Magenta, I had forgotten jamboree bags!
Happy days!

Green shield stamps and cigarette coupons! I remember my Mum wanting something (think it might have been a Kenwood food mixer) and counting the books until we had enough to go to the shop to redeem them!!
You used to get catalogues to look through - very much like the old Argos one, great fun and part of Christmas.

Oldnproud

Primary school being 'open' no matter what the weather.
Even though we had snow every winter (in the Pennines), I dont recall a single time when the weather prevented us from walking there as usual.
And we were allowed to make as many ice slides as we wanted on the large playground. 😃

(Secondary school was different though - a lot further away and heavy snow meant that very occasionally our bus couldnt/wouldnt do the journey).

Oh yes, even when blizzards were blowing and stung our eyes like having sand thrown in them, we walked to primary school, and if some teachers who lived further away couldn’t get in the headteacher would sit us all down in the main hall and give us things to do or just read to us until home time.

JackyB

Double de-clutching.

I remember people cranking their cars with a starter handle and cars with running boards. Were all cars black way back then?

Johnny Onion man. Yes to the rag and bone man and the coal men. The Chimney sweep - running outide to see the brush come out the top of the chimney.

Prefabs. The Home & Colonial shop that had glass containers of broken biscuits . Sugar wrapped in that bright blue paper. Going to the clinic for that free viscose orange juice in glass jars with blue screw tops. Butterpats and knitted vests.

As a 1950s baby, I remember a lot of these. There were still some bomb sites into the 70s.

Smiths crisps with bags of salt in

Potato crisps in only one flavour..Plain. My GC's think I'm making that up !!!

We were lucky in many ways as my older son has brought up.
Nowadays with so many youths causing serious trouble I believe one of the reasons why young kids growing up in the 1950s were taught manners and to appreciate what they have as our parents had been through a war where they would have had to stick together.
This morning I had a look at photos of Canterbury in the 1950s and 1960s the nearest city to where I lived. It seems the streets were practically bare of people. I can remember during a winter day when I crossing Canterbury High street the street was practically bare of people as the trains were too slow to bring London commuters to live in Kent

Lacey Christening gowns for male and female babies.
Knitted ponchos, Klackers, proper bus tickets that rolled out of the conductor's machine.Paper chain Xmas decorations.Snake belts, TV repair men.Sound of a hooter signalling starts or ends of shifts at the works.Polite and interested shop assistants.

Excuse the Double Dutch at the end of my comment. Towards the end the page got stuck

Doilies, antimacassars, men with brylcremed hair, men wearing hats, bouffant hair, mini skirts, women ironing their hair using brown paper.

The Co-op where the assistant would put your money into a pot and it would be whizzed up to the cashier who would send it back with your change.
I used to love that when I was a small child.

The Beano, the Dandy comics and The Girl magazine in every large villages shop.

I spent my first 10 years in NZ but arrived in London in 1958. I took the 11+. School dinner was 1/- .
Bomb sites everywhere.
Slums.
Notices in windows of guest houses NO COLOURED
NO IRISH.
Fish & chips on Fridays in newspaper. Cod or Rock Salmon.
What is rock salmon?

When times were bad, my Mum & Dad telling me the Ice Cream Man's van only rang out when he'd run out of ice cream.

On the occassional good week, the excitement of watching the ice cream emerge from the cardboard wrapping. And on a really good week it would be Neopolitan!

Anaemic-looking Mikky chocolate milkshake delivered in a tall bottle by the milkman.
Buying a penn'orth of "cracklings" (batter bits) at the fish & chip shop (or contriving to get there just as they were closing, when they were given out free to kids putting on the big eyes).

Whingey

Man in a van shouting Winkles

I remember them coming round the pubs with a basket of seafood.

Oldnproud

Primary school being 'open' no matter what the weather.
Even though we had snow every winter (in the Pennines), I dont recall a single time when the weather prevented us from walking there as usual.
And we were allowed to make as many ice slides as we wanted on the large playground. 😃

(Secondary school was different though - a lot further away and heavy snow meant that very occasionally our bus couldnt/wouldnt do the journey).

‘Beast from the east’ had nothing on our winters in the 60s/70s.
We would walk to school, or slide to school (as it was down hill), holding on to my dad’s jacket, whilst he was trying to deliver his mail in his thick grey, uniform with the gold GPO badge.
All our shoes & mittens would be lined up on the old fashioned pipes. You could literally see the steam rising. No schools ever shutdown around us due to heavy snow.
Such snowflakes today. (Pardon the pun)

Dolly blue bags in the laundry and the posser for washing the clothes.
Helping my grandmother to unravel and recycle knitted garments.
We knew where the teachers lived, all near the school, probably why schools could stay open. My first teaching job was about 7 miles away, so when the buses couldn’t go up/down our hill, I couldn’t get there.
The coal man, delivering, though that was still going on when my own children were small.