Money was tight, things were rationed so our parents had to be thrifty compared to today's throw away culture. Mum saved string, brown paper was smoothed and folded to be used again. She would scrape with a knife every scrap of butter from the paper it was wrapped in, then used the paper to line her cake tins.
Outgrown knitted clothes were unpicked and knitted into something else. Dad had jam jars full of screws and rusty nails. He fixed Phillips stick on soles to all the shoes. When my sandals were to small he cut out the toes and I wore them for playing in.
Do you have similar memories? They would be shocked at today's waste.
Good Morning Thursday 25th April 2024
Gary Glitter programme Tuesday
Washing bio gel or quid in the drum
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic