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[gilly]

double yolker eggs,all white eggshells, bacon with a big rubbery rind,chips cooked in lard,(was it every night?)big thick white bread without bird seed in it,Sunday roast +spuds done in dripping, salty porridge,3 sugars in your cuppa,inch thick jam butties with real butter.Sharing the same medicine spoon as your sick brother/sister(just in case),dropping 20 cigs off with the ward sister at the prov for a sick relative,9yr olds going on the legion trip to blackpool with a name tag for protection,school dinner times playing football in the rain/snow on concrete,teachers keeping you behind for an hr and getting a slap of your mam 'coz your tea was spoilt and one off your dad 'coz you'ld obviously been naughty.Having butter rubbed on ostrich sized lumps on your head,all your uncles and aunts giving you slurps of their sherry/whiskey etc at xmas an laughing as you puked.Eiderdowns and 4 overcoats on the bed,ice on the inside of the windows,using sticks to ignite the fire,waiting an hr for the immersion to heat the water.Black an' white tele,radio 1 before school.Ah nostalgia where would we be without it?(probably stuck back in the good old days)

[Alan]

To stay with the theme, jerry pot under the bed, going down the yard to the lav with a torch, winter-warmers made with perforated lidded tin-can full of smouldering rags, games of stoneys, playing delallio in the street, swarming up gas lamps to light cig from gas-mantle......................

[kes]

You must have been posh Alan, a torch to go down the yard! we had a rolled up lit piece of paper.

[Alan]

We were posh Kendy. We even had tangerine wrappers at Christmas for lavvy paper

[kes]

[mollydolly]

We had a pulley for the washing when l was growing up,it was a tiled fireplace though. l had one when l married too, nothing nicer than seeing it full of clean nappies, they all looked like they had been ironed because they went through the mangle.
On a Sunday dad would give me 10 bob to buy sweets for the family. l'd get a quarter lb box of dairy milk for 1s-4d for mum. Dad had lucky numbers, they were 1s-3d.
Merry Maid chocolate caramels were 8d but sweets like pear drops were 6d. Things like mars bars were huge as was the stuff for 1d
One of my Sunday jobs was to clean the cutlery with dura glit, hated that.
Do you remember when the edges had to be cut off wallpaper?, what a job.
Although Gaskell St was a main bus route the door was always left open and the butcher would leave the meat on the coffee table for us. We had a corner shop but still had a fruit and veg man each week. The bleach( Sally White) man came too.
Soap powder was OMO and Oxydol in those days.

Edited by mollydolly, 27 October 2008 - 11:21 PM.

[Griffin]

Trimming the selvedge off the wallpaper was a knack. You put the roll on your feet while sitting down and rolled the other end up in your lap. We just trimmed one edge and overlapped the other. Mars bars were a challenge. The modern Mars is totally different - more like the consistency of a Milky Way.

[gilly]

Griffin, on Oct 27 2008, 11:52 PM, said:

Trimming the selvedge off the wallpaper was a knack. You put the roll on your feet while sitting down and rolled the other end up in your lap.

Reminds me of the times i used to spend with my hands in a loop of wool that my mam rolled into balls.She was a serial knitter but never seemed to finish anything.She would run out of wool,go for more and come back with a new pattern and different wool ,starting something else.Then 6mths down the line unpick everything roll it again and give it to a jumble sale.Recycling isn't all that new a concept after all.

[SteveD]

As wonderful as these memories may be, and as good as the values of society and attitudes of folk may have been better in those days, this topic leaves me with the simple, indisputable fact that the 'good old days' were actually incredibly bleak, depressing and ardous.

Give me growing up in the 1980s anyday! A lot of the core values were still in tact but we had a lot more creature comforts akin to modern life!

[dickie mint]

The old buggers were trying to kill us !!, the good old days bull. Dripping on toast, black puddings, gravy made from fat and meat stock, sausage fat poured over my mashed spuds, cheap burgers and other produce from the reclaimed meat machines, - god the shite we have eaten since we were kids is Killing us NOW.

[nb from rome]

SteveD, on Oct 28 2008, 01:13 PM, said:

As wonderful as these memories may be, and as good as the values of society and attitudes of folk may have been better in those days, this topic leaves me with the simple, indisputable fact that the 'good old days' were actually incredibly bleak, depressing and ardous.

Give me growing up in the 1980s anyday! A lot of the core values were still in tact but we had a lot more creature comforts akin to modern life!

The 1980s hold the prize for the one of worst times to be growing up in or trying to keep up as a young adult. The climate of Every Man for Himself (due largely to Herself) was the ruin of many and the mental health of most.

[Olliebeak]

SteveD, on Oct 28 2008, 01:13 PM, said:

As wonderful as these memories may be, and as good as the values of society and attitudes of folk may have been better in those days, this topic leaves me with the simple, indisputable fact that the 'good old days' were actually incredibly bleak, depressing and ardous.

Give me growing up in the 1980s anyday! A lot of the core values were still in tact but we had a lot more creature comforts akin to modern life!

'The good old days' didn't seem at all bleak, depressing and arduous to us at the time we were living through them.

We had nothing better to compare them with and besides that - all our neighbours lived exactly the same way as we did.

You also have to remember that 'the older generation' had had it even harder than that and were very fond of telling us so - somethings never change lol!

I was a parent (with young children) in the 1980's and found those very hard times. It was the start of the 'I want' generation and I found it very difficult to explain to my children why the kids over the road got far more than they did for Christmas. What do you say to them - 'Father Christmas likes them better than he likes you' or 'They've been better behaved than you have'? I had to resort to 'Mummys and Daddys have to actually pay Father Christmas for the toys he brings - so we can only have what we can afford'.

I even saw stuff ordered out of catalogues and then sent back the following week - so some kids weren't disappointed on Christmas morning.

[mollydolly]

The good ole days may appear to be bleak but l could play out all day with no fear of attack. We were educated with a rod of iron, no chance to show symptoms of adhd back then. Our parents gave us a crack if we were naughty and a cuddle when we were good, neither were controversial. There was no keeping up with the Jones', cos the Jones' had nothing either. Babies stayed as babies and didn't use make up at the age of 5. Kids had real friends who they played with all day, not sit in front of the tv getting fat. Single mums didn't exist ( unless they were war widows), everyone had a family. There were no guns or drugs on the streets sand there was plenty of work for everyone. It may appear to have been bleak but it depends on what your values are.

These days l have what l want when l want, l don't check out prices in the supermarket and have the best l can for my home. that's because l feel l did my time and deserve it now. The trouble with younger ones is that they want it all now, sometimes on benefits which don't encourage them to go out to work

Re- the 70s and 80s, l raised my kids then and don't ever remember mine going short.

[lainy]

gilly, on 08 October 2008 - 07:43 PM, said:

double yolker eggs,all white eggshells, bacon with a big rubbery rind,chips cooked in lard,(was it every night?)big thick white bread without bird seed in it,Sunday roast +spuds done in dripping, salty porridge,3 sugars in your cuppa,inch thick jam butties with real butter.Sharing the same medicine spoon as your sick brother/sister(just in case),dropping 20 cigs off with the ward sister at the prov for a sick relative,9yr olds going on the legion trip to blackpool with a name tag for protection,school dinner times playing football in the rain/snow on concrete,teachers keeping you behind for an hr and getting a slap of your mam 'coz your tea was spoilt and one off your dad 'coz you'ld obviously been naughty.Having butter rubbed on ostrich sized lumps on your head,all your uncles and aunts giving you slurps of their sherry/whiskey etc at xmas an laughing as you puked.Eiderdowns and 4 overcoats on the bed,ice on the inside of the windows,using sticks to ignite the fire,waiting an hr for the immersion to heat the water.Black an' white tele,radio 1 before school.Ah nostalgia where would we be without it?(probably stuck back in the good old days)

speaking of double yolkers you can still get them at a little shop called wisemans in parr, just incase anyone is intrested lol

[Blossom]

I get double yolkers on a regular basis from my hens and the white ones lay white eggs and my mum still cooks her spuds in dripping......thats the one thing I miss now i'm a veggie, me mams spuds!