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CurlyTop

I remember at Easter time getting a small Cadbury's milk tray egg where inside one half of the egg was shaped like an insert from a box of chocolates and held about 4-6 choccies in it. I kept it to eat till last. I went to my room one afternoon, and carefully opened it to find that the chocolates were gone. My brother had got there before me and eaten them!!!!!

Pink panther bars - pink strawberry chocolate.
Sugar mice - with real string for their tail (no Health and Saftey in them days!)
Golf ball chewy - bought for a penny but so minty.
Aztec bar - with a free tribal mask for a time.

The Alpine man coming once a week with their fizzy lemonade.

We had a sweetshop in the 80's and I remember my mum getting in stock at Christmas of the large 'picture box' boxes of chocolates with pictures of cottages on the front. Never see them any more. Yes they would be very apt for now but wouldn't taste anywhere as good.

Bunty comic having paper cut out Bunty on the back where you cut out the clothes and folded them on to her.

Clarks shoes - got a poster of the latest pop groups with each pair bought - seem to remember the Tremeloes on there. :rotfl:

I think it was 45 magazine that had all the words to the latest songs written in them. It was either buy that from my pocket money or sit and record the top 20 each week and then rewind and write the words down !!!

Great thread. I think we're all united in missing the innocence of the old days. Yes technology has made a lot of things easier but sometimes I think we're missing the fun of doing things.

Happy days.

TravellingAbuela

Ever since the onset of this thread, I keep thinking back to the "good old days" way back when and another fond memory that has just come back to me is sitting round the radio listening to Radio Luxembourg!

After Sunday tea (always cold meat, lettuce and tomato and Heinz Veg Salad, followed by tinned peaches and Nestles cream!!) we used to gather round the radio for the Ovaltiney's Concert Party (We are the Ovaltiney's, happy girls and boys!) How I loved that programme, the highlight of my week! Oh the innocence of childhood

Also, long before they made it to TV, I remember listening to Take your Pick with Michael Miles and Double your Money with Hughie Greene. And who can forget Horace Batchelor of Keynsham (spelt K-E-Y-N-S-H-A-M!!!) and his method of winning money on the football pools!

When I was about 11 we got a TV and the radio was moved to the kitchen where my dad used to enjoy listening to it whilst smoking his pipe (I can still smell the St Bruno if I try!)

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Oh I must get back to the present - I am now thinking back to the old TV progs I enjoyed when we first got the tv!! Circus Boy, The Range Rider, Champion the Wonder Horse, The Clampits, Davy Crockett, I could go on and on! I bet today's children would think them so corny now!

dianasnan

Feathergills emporium still has evening in paris, californian poppy and aqua manda perfume

I bought things from them to put in a memory box for my Mum

Feathergills.co.uk

ERICS_MUM

we had one of those enormous pressure cookers and it terrified me. As it built up a head of steam it dislodged the weight in the lid and made such a terrible noise. Even now I can picture Mum wacking the weight back into place with a wooden spoon.

ERICS_MUM

When did westerns disappear from the telly ? We watched them all - Bonanza, Gunsmoke, Laramie, Cheyenne etc.

Then there was Casey Jones, Champion the Wonder Horse and Branded.

candlelight_2013

TA we must be sisters and if not sisters we definately lived in the same house. Our Sundays were the same. I listened to the Huggetts whilst washing the Sunday dishes (Jack Warner & Kathleen Harrison) and then Sunday evening was the same of yours. I will forever know how to spell and where K E Y N S H A M is.

My beloved Dad smoked St. Bruno. He worked in a factory so didn't smoke during the day, but when he came home he would wash, change his clothes and have a puff on his pipe before tea (thats what we call the evening meal) was on the table. Then later in the evening if the weather was good he would sit outside looking at his beautiful garden smoking his pipe with such a look of contentment on his face. I will say he could almost use a box of matches keeping the pipe alight but he loved it and I can still smell St. Bruno, do they still make it?

Do you remember Heinz Sandwich Spread? I know they still make it but I expect it doesn't taste anything like we remember it .

Candlelight x

ERICS_MUM

I don't miss the make-up though OMG ! Mum had a solid block of mascara which she spat on and mixed to a paste before swiping a small brush over it and applying it liberally then picked off the lumps. She cleaned it off with Ann French cleansing milk.

A small pot of Bourjois rouge which Mum applied with her fingers on top of Max Factor pan stick foundation. Her favourite perfume was Coty's L'Aimant.

Toners were called astringents and they certainly were - could have stripped varnish. When I was in my late teens, hair conditioners came out and called creme rinses.

TravellingAbuela

candlelight_2013 wrote: »

TA we must be sisters

Then later in the evening if the weather was good he would sit outside looking at his beautiful garden smoking his pipe with such a look of contentment on his face. I will say he could almost use a box of matches keeping the pipe alight but he loved it and I can still smell St. Bruno, do they still make it?



Candlelight x

Candlelight the weather was always good when we were children!!! Actually I think my memory might be playing tricks on me here as I can remember only too well the chap marks on my legs in winter where the top of my wellies stopped!! It was unheard of for girls to wear trousers in those days and also unheard of for young boys to wear long trousers too - it was short trousers till they were about 12 so my brother suffered the chap marks on his legs too! Liberal smearings of Germolene didn't help either!

I don't know if they still sell St Bruno - do they even sell pipes?! I never see anyone with one nowadays. My favourite photo of my dear dad is of him sitting in the chair, reading his paper and smoking his pipe. It was always my dad who was in charge of his precious Agfa camera (and developed and printed the photos too) but my mum obviously sneaked this one when he wasn't looking! We have a big boxful of old photos (black and white of course) which my dad took when we were children and I never tire of looking at them all.

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candlelight & TA I think Keynsham was somewhere near Bristol.Listening to Radio Luxembourg was great but I hated it when it faded away just as the DJ was saying who was singing,then it would come back again clear and it took ages to work out who made the record.Did you ever have an H.Samuel Everite watch.I never did and always wondered who would buy one.
'Meet the Huggets' and 'Life with the Lyons'.Especially the last one as they all sounded so rich and glamorous. For a long time when I was small I was convinced Archie Andrews was a real little boy :) in Educating Archie How odd to have a ventriloquist on the wireless !!!.Monday nights was Journey into Space and I was always banished to bed as my Mum didn't think it was a good programme to listen to before sleeping.(I would creep downstairs and listen in the freezing cold outside the sitting room door ,very annoyed as my two older brothers were allowed to listen to it.
Saturday nights after the news and football results which were always checked thoroughly 'just in case'There was 'In Town Tonight' which I thought was boring, but I liked the man who said
"Once again we stop the mighty roar of London's traffic" and I was sure that all the traffic in London acually stopped.At the end he would say
"Carry on London" then it would be Vic Oliver's Variety Playhouse with singers and comedians and Vic Oliver with his somewhat fractured english. Then the best programme of all as I was allowed to stay up late on a Saturday night and we would listen to Saturday Night Theatre.My two brothers and I would listen and try to guess who the villian was before the end if it was a detective/murder one.Who ever got it right got the first slice of toast that my Mum would have been making on the toasting fork in front of the fire.We had a brass fender around the fire that had a square leather topped seat at either end and I would sit on it toasting my feet and legs Mum would say come away from the fire hen, you'll have chilblains (I have never had one in my life :):)) the front of you would get warm whilst the rear was cold :) No double glazing in those days and when the wind blew it rattled the windows and draughts abounded in our old house.Then after supper of toast and cocoa it was the very quick scamper to bed,across cold lino to a chilly bed(although I did get a hot water bottle to warm it up.) up on Sunday morning and washed and dressed in best clothes for church then home for dinner and afternoons sunday school at 3.00p.m. for an hour then back home for tea,usually sandwich,cake etc.Then bath and making sure that clean school clothes were ready and shoes were polishedon the radio would be playing the Palm Court orchestra then bed and NO reading at all as it was school in the morning.Very regulated life really, but discipline was strict, and everyone of my friends had the same sort of life.We were fed ,reasonably warm, (apart from the bedtime dash across the cold lino)and although strict I knew my parents loved and cared for us so felt very secure.As a child you knew what you were allowed to do and what wasn't tolerated ,children were seen and not heard ,you were never asked your opinion about anything you just obeyed your parents. My Dad ruled in our house and Mum was just as strict when it came to behaviour, but she also was very loving and would give you a cuddle and tell me stories of her life when she was small which facinated me as she was an older Mum, having been born in 1900.She smelt of Yardleys lavender in the afternoon and washing and cleaning in the morning :)she always did her chores in the morning but after lunch her pinny came off and she put hand cream on and had a wash, and she wore a nicer dress than her housework clothes.Afternoons for her were shopping,listening to Womans Hour or reading her Womens Illustrated or Womans Weekly.From the day she married my Dad in 1935 she never went out to work again .Her job she considered was to look after the children and keep house and she was pretty good at it as well.She knitted constanly for the boys and myself and taught me to read,write and knit before I was 5, But few women worked anyway where we lived so most Mums were SAHM.My Dad would have been mortified if she had wanted to work as he thought it was his job to keep the family.Just a different generation thats all.

Justamum

ERICS_MUM wrote: »

Easter egg chocolate tasted so much better than "ordinary" chocolate and broke up with a very satisfying snap.

It's funny but I was talking to someone the other day who said she thinks Easter egg chocolate tastes different to normal bars. Strange because it's all the same.

I'm on a 'challenge' this year (I don't call them new year's resolutions :rotfl:) to go for as long as I can this year without eating chocolate, and so far I haven't wanted any at all. A few years ago I did the same with crisps, and lasted nearly a whole year before I forgot and ate one. I still don't eat crisps now.