Ask yer Granny!

ab7

WeegieWumman wrote: »

When I was a child there were few fridges, therefore a Saturday morning visit to the butchers, dairy and bakers was mandatory. In the afternoon the cinemas would be full of children attending the 'matinee'. At the end of a cowboy film, the boys poured out onto the street shouting "Bang! You're dead!" and pretending their index fingers were guns.
I lived on a main street which was crammed with small shops where each shopkeeper knew every member of your family. We lived in a flat the top floor of a tenement in the 'good' end of the street in a working class area.

You know this, and probably your username totally gave me flashbacks of being really wee and waiting for mum to finish with the sunday post so I could read the Broons and Oor Wullie :rotfl:mum still buys my eldest son them each year as his annual but its really for me

WeegieWumman

Hi ab7,
Each year my mother arranged to have 'The Sunday Post' send the Oor Wullie or The Broons Annual sent to my sister in USA.

WeegieWumman

the stone sticking out of the chimney for the kettle

If memory serves my correctly the stone as called a 'hob'.

ab7

WeegieWumman wrote: »

Hi ab7,
Each year my mother arranged to have 'The Sunday Post' send the Oor Wullie or The Broons Annual sent to my sister in USA.

DD put this into my stocking last yr,

ma broon notebook

and its got little bits like old woman's weekly receipes etc
Was thinking the Broons in particular must be a fairly relevant representation and a kind of snapshot of how the scots coped after the war years - my gran thought they were rich to afford the but n ben :rotfl:

WeegieWumman

the coal fired range, and it had an oven and a hotplate and heated the water, etc all from one coal fire.

Mardatha,..... Our elderly ex-neighbour used one of these ranges until the mid 70's. Like many others, her's was adapted so that above the hotplate they'd have a 2-ring gas hob with a grill attached beneath it.
I remember a family friend had a 'Gas Poker' to light the fire. The copper gas pipe was attached to the wall beside the range. It had some kind of a flexi-hose attached, and of the end of this was the long poker with a tap at the handle and a series of holes towards the tip. You turned on the tap to let the gas through and held a match to holes and gas flames shot out of them. You then pushed it under the coals in the grate until they caught fire. VERY swanky. Less ordinary mortals used rolled up papers and firewood.

prepareathome

Oh gosh not thought of Oor Willie or the Broons for years, when I first moved down to England I used to always get the Sunday Post, had it for years even though moving around, then last place we moved to 20 years ago the local newsagent said he couldn't get it any more and since then only read it when up in Scotland visiting. I did buy some annuals for the children way back ROTF

WeegieWumman

my gran thought they were rich to afford the but n ben

ab7,
Sometimes, if country folk had any bit of land that they could make use of, then they were better off than those in cities.

WeegieWumman

when I first moved down to England I used to always get the Sunday Post,

prepareathome..... I still get the Sunday Post. It's tradition!
I see your in Liverpool. It has exactly the same atmosphere as Glasgow. I always say that Liverpudlians and Glaswegians are one people with two accents,

WeegieWumman

mardatha wrote: »

I love accents and dialects.
The RV used to say to the kids "everybody else on the planet wants to go to Florida, but your mother wants to go to Shetland" ...LOL
Mardatha, I also love dialects & accents. In my opinion, both Shetland, Orkney and their inhabitants, are wonderful,

prepareathome

WeegieWumman wrote: »

prepareathome..... I still get the Sunday Post. It's tradition!
I see your in Liverpool. It has exactly the same atmosphere as Glasgow. I always say that Liverpudlians and Glaswegians are one people with two accents,

Totally agree, when I came here if it wasn't for the accents I would have thought all the people around were from back home ( Glasgow):T