General Chat

Used to be said we would each eat a peck of dirt before we die. Now everything is so clean - no one has any natural antibodies to fight back with. Ann

That just about sums it up Ann,the kids now have no chance to build up antibodies because of modern dissinfectants and cleaning products ,and over use of antibiotics,and now the viruses have grown through these things we have no natural defences to fight back with ,an ever decreasing circle.Fred.ptfg.&a&g&s.

Yes we must have been Tough. We also learnt to count pennies. No bank cards to fall back on. I still think the kids today have a harder time! I am so glad not to have young ones today. I'm just glad I'm me! Deanna :-0))

GREAT TIMES WER'NT THEY I REMEMBER SPENDING ALL THE SUMMER HOLIDAY IN SHORTS AND ON THE BEACH ANY ONE EMEMBER THOSE SWIMMING COSTUMS WITH THE ELASTIC FRONTS

Born late 40`s, and survived all the usual lead paint etc,+ broken bones,road accident,cuts and bruises,childhood illnesses, heart attack,disc removal,ruptured tendon in my arm, and I feel 100%. LOL Baz

We are all survivors one way or the other we should all be proud of our selves

I WAS A 70'S KID I REMEBER NOT HAVING TO WORRY ABOUT WHAT THE TIME WAS & MY PARENT'S KNEW I WAS SAFE NOW I WORRY IF MINE ARE HOME 5 MIN'S LATE WITHOUT PHONING ME TO LET ME KNOW THEY WILL BE LATE

Manchester:- houses lit by gas lights, open coal fired kitchen range big mangle in the wash-house outsideand a big copper to boil the washing in, 6am all the women going to work in the local mill sounded like an army on the march, yes! it was the clogs clattering on the cobbles, whole streets dissappearing overnight. No not 1900 1939-40's Len

This is a lovely thread.Who was living in a 2up 2 down with an outside toilet and newspaper on a bit of string.I didnt know what toilet paper was until I was 11.Playing outside even when it was dark round the street gas lights.Watching the gas lighter lighting them up.

Margaret you just beat me to it, this is a lovely thread. I also remember the toilet paper on the string, usually newspaper and when we got 'rich' we had to have that Izal stuff. I hated that!!! J

Remember sitting on the co op steps eating the sugar on the ground dropped by the delivery man.Picking the tar of the road on a hot summers day and getting it all over my dress and hands.Out would come the butter to take it of

I remember my Mum making sticky toffee and ginger beer and all our mates sitting on our back steps enjoying ourselves until it was all gone. Aaaah it was lovely. J

Oh what memories brings it all back reading this thread!! The freedom, the playing outside all day making up our own games. Remember hop scotch, tin tan tommy, know down ginger and all the others. Making our own ginger beer and once it got too fizzy and kept exploding all we could hear was the bottles breaking all night long!! Playing out all day with all the neighbourhood kids, only coming in when mother called us in for tea!!

Jan, I have copied your orignal thread to show to my children, so they can appreciate or not, how it was like during our childhood. I hope you dont mind? I think I might also add it to my family tree file, it could make interesting reading for future generations, what do you think?

aah those were the days. Except for eating the worms that is. Tell the kids to go and play and they look at you stupid. Alyson

I Had this sent to me and thought we might all like it and it could stir up more memories We had the horse and cart rag & bone man , think the coal man and veg man were horse and cart for a while too , as I can remember the neighbours and my Dad going out to collect the horse muck for the roses. If we took anything to the rag and bone man we would get a balloon or a sweet if I remember rightly. Can remember the red leading of the front doorstep too. Glad you all like the thread Love Jan

Yes, I remember it well. What about having to light the coal fire on a Saturday for bath night. Even though it was a blazing hot day outside the fire had to be lit for the hot water. Yes, Saturday night was bath night and Sunday morning my father cleaned the brass taps, not to be used again for another week! Running to school during the war and then the air raid alarm going off, not knowing whether to go back or go on. Oh yes we were survivors alright. We didn't know the meaning of the word 'stress' or 'trauma'. We just got on with life. My mother used to buy secondhand clothes and I used to cut some up and make myself bikinis - all without a sewing machine too. We had no television, washing machine or vacuum cleaner. I do appreciate all these things now. All children didn't get married before they had all these things, including a car! Yes, these days were hard but people respected the law and had manners, which is more than a lot of them do today. Sylvia xxx

Dorothy, We lived in Derbyshire, there were no houses across from us and none to the back. every winter we used to get snowed in, cars would be stuck, there were many times that strangers slept on our floor rather than in their cold cars. Sign of the times, you wouldn't be keen to take strangers in nowadays. June xx

I'm one of the survivors too. During the summer holidays we took Jam butties (if we were lucky to have Jam) otherwise bread and butter and a bottle of water, and went to play in the woods that were about 1 mile away We used to top up the water from springs along the way and if we had a penny we went to a local farm and had a glass of fresh milk This would be considered a health risk nowadays We stayed there for most of the day without any trouble , but we were never allowed down the fields in the late evenings because nasty men in chains might get us . I also remember having to go to the local tip to pick cinders because we had no coal. I also used to take dinners that were wrapped up in a big red hankies to the factory for my aunt , to my grandads house and the club where my uncle was the steward I didn't mind this because i got a drink of grapefriut Then I went home and had mine Bren

When we stayed with our Grandma in the West of Ireland, I had to fetch the water from a spring well across the boreen (I was always afraid a hand would come out and pull me in!), we used a shed as our loo or did it in the fields (nettles were our enemy!). At night tilly lamps were lit as we had no electricity. Entertainment was Grandma playing an accordian and anybody who came would sing or dance. Our days were spent in the woods, wild strawberries were picked from the hedgerows, nuts from the trees. We saddled Minnie the pony onto the trap, jogged our way to the bogs and cut turf for the winter months. Cooking was done on a huge open fire, vegetables grown on our farm. Milk from the cows, eggs from the chickens. What a very healthy and happy lot we were! Ahhhh