Tuesday, 8 February 2011

How Many do YOU Remember?

Reading below flooded me with memories as I was there for most of these, if not all!

 'What was your favourite  'fast food' when you were growing  up?'
'We  didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I  informed him.
'All the food was slow.' 
'C'mon, seriously.. Where did you eat?'
  'It  was a place called 'home,'' I explained. !
'Mum  cooked every day and when Dad got home from work,  we sat down together at the dining room table, and  if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was  allowed to sit there until I did like  it.'

By  this time, the youngster was laughing so hard I was  afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to ask permission to leave the table.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I'd figured his system could have handled it:

Some  parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans,  set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card.

My parents never drove me to school. I had to walk or sometimes if it was wet, caught the bus.Some luckier kids had nice slow chunky bikes.
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 8.
It was of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10 pm, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the air next day at noon, and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people...

I  never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure the people you shared it with down the road weren't already using the line.

Pizzas  were not delivered to our home... milk was.
All  newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys  delivered newspapers....my
brother  delivered a newspaper, seven days a week. He got up at  6am every morning.

Film stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least,they did in the films. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity,violence or almost anything offensive.

It's all true!


  1. I've only just found this post. Brilliant. You can't beat a bit of nostalgia. We did have a kind of fast food... fish and chips, very cheap and served in newspaper, but the thought of my parents wearing jeans has made me laugh out loud. And yes we always had the milk delivered. We had bread delivered too. The baker called with a basket balanced on his hip and in among the loaves of bread were sticky buns to tempt us kids.

  2. Hello Ros, glad you liked it, and all true. We did have fish & chips in newspaper and we always asked for scraps to be added....scrummy! My parents (now late 70s) still do not own a pair of jeans! Mum was a great cook, money was very very tight 4 kids to feeds. But we didn't notice, our friends were poor too!