Childhood & Sentimental memories

dianadors

Ive said this before, but "Milk Sops" were my favorite. My great grandad had no teeth and my gran would make him "sops" by breaking up white bread and adding hot milk and sugar. Also, the cure for a poorly child or anyone a bit run down was whisked raw egg with milk and sherry (may account for my fondness to alcohol many years later!!) Washday lunch was always homemade chips served with a tin of heinz vegetable soup!!! actually really tasty. Also my grandad used to fry bacon, boil spuds, then serve the spuds with the bacon fat poured over them - delicious. Bread and mucky dripping was also a bit of a staple. On Sundays we were allowed a bottle of dandelion and burdock from the milkman. I hated Sunday lunch because it was always a massive roast beef, yorkshire pudding extravaganza!! I could eat this every day now!! Thinking about it, no one in our family was ever fat then, but since we now pick on a lettuce leaf instead of eating bread and dripping, we are all heavier than we would like to be!!!

wannabe_a_mum

This thread just bought back so many memories for me..........

Drinking Hot Chocolate/Horlicks of an evening as a family in front of the TV...oh how it tasted so lovely made will full fat milk....

Going strawberry picking and eating them on the way home in the car........

Growing gooseberries in the garden.......eating them sprinkled with salt....

Cheese sandwiches dipped in indian style tea (boil milk not water and made in a milk pan)..............yummy!

Freshly prepared cut fruits when we got home from school...thanks to grandma (who we lived with)

Oranges peeled and cut up sprinkled with salt and pepper (took this to school for break times!)

Buying 4 cans of Coke and 4 packets of crisps for £2.00 on the way home from school on a Friday night..to take with us on Saturdays outing.........

Flumps..........(in the days before we realised that they weren't suitable for vegetarians)

Salt and Vinegar crisp (had to be Walkers) sandwiches........and trying to eat them before they went soggy!!

Oh..and eating cheese and tomato ketchup sandwiches the day before a school trip...and being sick..so had to miss it!

Such lovely memories...........and to think that these memories are all from the late 80's and early 90's.....

BusyGirl

Great thread!

I remember...

10p mix of sweets (always in a white paper bag) or 15p if we were lucky and only on a Saturday

Getting a carton of milk and a malted milk/cow biscuit at Playschool while listening to the teacher playing her guitar and singing 'If you're happy and you know it'.

If the Ice-cream man came before/during tea, one of us would run out with a bowl and he'd fill it up with whippy ice-cream (only if mum had enough money though)

My mum getting her first freezer and us all being so excited as now we could buy ice-cream and it was much cheaper!!

My mum waiting for dad each Thursday tea-time as it was pay day and then the 2 of them sitting around the kitchen table putting the money into different piles to pay for bills etc

Hardly ever eating between meals as we didn't really have anything to snack on, apart from apples.

Going shopping with my mum and getting a back of Wotsits as a treat for being good.

Going on holiday to various caravan sites and sitting in the motorway services car park eating cheese and onion sandwiches (all 5 of us squashed in a Vauxhall Viva), wondering why we never ate in the cafe...and realising later in life that my mum and dad had saved up all year so that the 5 of us could have 2 weeks holiday in a caravan in Cornwall/Devon. They must have had such a small amount of money to spend on those holidays and we never ate out...apart from the odd bag of chips. They were fantastic holidays!

Nix143

My mum and my Nanna having a box for Christmas that over the year would get filled with Ritz crackers and other exotic goodies so we had a feast of food come Christmas - similarly doing this before every self catering holiday we had

Bacon Grill - bloomin loved that stuff! Thought that was a class tea when we had it

Angel Delight and tinned fruit for pudding on Sundays

Mum rationing the apples - always Granny Smiths - we were allowed one a day and that was it. I don't remember much other fruit.

How biscuits were a big deal - cracking open a packet of Clubs was genuinely really exciting.

Dipping slices of bread and marg in gravy - Dad would have liver but we'd have sausage with the liver gravy and it was gorgeous.

Proper chips out of a proper frying pan - my poor mam peeled sacks and sacks of spuds.

There were no snacks and no supper like my kids have - a solid meal in the evening and your daily Granny Smith and that was your lot LOL

jannyannie

What a lovely thread. Being a child for me was my Mum cooking. She used to make melba toast by baking old bits of bread in the which we would have with butter on.

Sunday dinner, the only day of the week we would have pudding.

Buying two fruit salads and two blackjacks for an old penny.

Dad growing his own veg and eating carrots raw straight out of the ground with the dirt scrubbed off.

Scrumping apples going through the orchard from your favourite tree.

Bread from the bakers on a Saturday, we pick the crusts on the way home and have doorsteps with cheese and Heinz tomatoe soup.

Ready brek with cream off the top of the milk and sugar.

Staying at Grannie's and having half a grapefruit, boiled egg, tea and soldiers in her little kitchen.
:rolleyes:

THIRZAH

We had sixpence a week pocket money-threepence on Tuesdays and threepence on Thursday which we used to spend in the village shop on the way to school. You could get a small milky way or two bar kitkat for threepence or loads of fruit chews, blackjacks etc.My grandma used to give us a small milky bar or a single bounty bar on fridays.

The other days we took a couple of biscuits in a paper bag for school break.If we had crisps the salt was wrapped in a little twist of blue paper.

We had a "pop" man too. Mum would buy two bottles a week-after that we drank squash.The empty bottles were returned the following week.The baker also used to deliver and the butcher.I think we did collect the weekly grocery order from the shop-it fitted into a fairly small cardboard box and the soap powder box was always wrapped in newspaper.

My grandma used to whip up top of the milk to make "cream". We never had real cream from a carton it was always top of the milk, evaporated milk or a kind of tinned cream that used to taste metallic.

We went on self catering holidays too. Usually on the east coast. Grandma used to knit us a new cardigans to take on holiday.One place where we used to stay didn't have electricity. There were gas lights which my parents were scared to use so we had to go to bed when it got dark.We always took a weeks veg from the garden with us. My youngest sister had to rest her feet on the veg box in the car.

moanymoany

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Sitting on the back step in the rain from 3:30 pm to 6pm till my parents got back from work. I could have got dry by sitting in the outside toilet, but the spiders were SO big, I'd rather get wet.

Having to eat bread & marge with every pudding, ie tinned fruit salad & bread.

We didn't have the same mum did we Hester? I was made to eat the bread and marge WITH the tinned fruit salad. Not long ago I asked my mum - then in her late 70's, before her stroke, why she wouldn't let me eat it at the beginning and then eat my tinned fruit. Why did I have to eat it at the same time, together? She looked at me ansaid - because that was the way I liked it! Clearly she couldn't understand why it was a problem for me. I loathed marge and would have been happier with dry bread, but that was not allowed either. No logic, no rhyme or reason.

MrsMcawber - you are one lucky woman.

tanith

What a great thread...

I remember the old girl downstairs used to sneak us sugar sandwiches when our Mum wasn't looking..
What was that thing with bread and marge with fruit and carnation milk?

Before fridges we kept our bottles of milk (delivered by Samson the carthorse) in a white enamel bucket filled with cold water , covered over with a teatowel that was drapped in the water so it kept the milk cool..

I remember on Birthdays going to Pip the Italian Greengrocer with an enamel bowl and teatowel and buying scoops of his home-made ice-cream and running home (before it melted) to have it with tinned peaches and the inevitable bread and marge... he also made Tizer lollies in his freezer which was merely a penny ice-lolly stood in a teacup of Tizer and frozen , they were amazing ....

What wonderful memories....I bet it sounds like the dark ages to some of you :rotfl:

floss2

Weekly greengrocer & grocer deliveries, after leaving the list at the shops.

Puddings during the week were milk jellies & Rice Creamola, or chocolate or raspberry custard made with blancmange powder and poured over vanilla icecream (that came in a Lyons maid block from the ice-box)

Golden syrup or treacle or honey on bakers bread - no wonder we were always at the dentist!

Cooked breakfast every day - always with an egg!

Bringing the milk in to find the blue-tits had pecked the silver foil off to get the cream.

Dad growing veg & raspberries in the garden.

Eating bread & cheese for Saturday tea behind the sofa when Dr Who was on.

Having a piece of bread dipped into the roasting tin after the roast beef was taken out - scrummy!

Eating our picnic lunch in a layby on our way to Grandma's in the North East.

Having to take a bag everywhere in case we found blackberries / bilberries / crab apples / damsons for pies & jams.

Lucie_2

Having Yorkshire pudding as a "starter" before the meal at Sunday lunch at my Nana's house (I think the idea was to fill you up on cheap stuff so you didn't eat as much "expensive" meat)

Same Nana feeding us mashed banana with milk & sugar when we were poorly. Mmmmm

"Stealing" peas & raspberries straight from Nana's garden.

The pop man, and taking bottles back to the shop for 5p

Bright orange Heinz tomato soup for lunch on Saturdays, at Auntie Brenda's house.

Mum's first microwave, it was enormous :rotfl:

Cold chicken & chips for tea on a Monday night after a roast chicken Sunday lunch.

My sister's first attempt at making yorkshire pudding batter, which my Mum declared as "rubbish", sister had a strop and ended up with the whole jug full being poured over her head!!