Childhood & Sentimental memories

wannabe_a_mum

Happy_shopper wrote: »

I remember TV Hits! I used to read Smash Hits occasionally too. I got all the stickers in a 'My Little Pony' album once (Pannini obviously messed up as it was only a small album, so kids could actually fill it. Even so, I'd hate to think how much money it cost to get a full album).

Sticker Albums........who remembers the Neighbours one????
Around 1987??
Then there were the Neighbours collector cards...where you got like 8 cards in a pack weekly, and it had a piece of bubble gum in the pack too...oh I can just taste the chewing gum!!
There were quotes and things on the back of the cards....I remember one of Des and Daphne Clark with Jamie, with Des' mum looking over them, and the wuote was "Peekaboo James Kingsley Clark"! Thats the only one I remember

dotchas

Oh what a lovely thread:j

I don't know where to start.

I remember getting to scrape the bowl when my mum made cakes,but best of all,was getting to scrape out the tin of Nestles milk!Yum Yum!

On holidays and days out it was always picnics ,I never realised at the time that my parents couldn't afford to eat out all the time.But as a child I loved picnics,sandwiches made with Shiphams paste,sometimes enhanced by sand from the beach!
Talking of the beach ,I remember coming up from playing in the sea and being vigorously rubbed down with a towel by my mum,it was like being sandpapered:eek:

Chocolate biccies ,fizzy juice and crisps were all treats and strictly controlled!

There was beetroot pickling day when my mum dug out the brass Jeelly pan and boiled all the beetroot my dad had grown before pickling it in jars ,the whole house stank of vinegar for days!
I don't know what happened to it all as she produced dozens of jars every year,I am sure we never ate it all.It probably got traded for jam or marmalade.
Most meals were made from scratch and even heinz Ravioli seemed like something exotic .Oh and tins of beans with little sausages in:D

My parents once said to me as an adult that they were sorry they had been quite poor when I was little and that sometimes I had to go without.I honestly can't remember ever feeling that I was missing anything (well except when i asked for an electric organ for Christmas and got stylophone -remember them!!!!!),my parents spent time with me which is more valuable than all the toys in the world!
My happiest memories are of picnics on the beach,not of expensive holidays or presents.My dad had a car from when I was about 4 and if the weather was nice on sunday ,Mum would make sandwiches and any friends I was playing with would all pile into the car and set off for the beach.........did the sun not always shine away back then!

I could go on all day but will go now and pop back later.....happy memories:T

Olliebeak

Hello Shetitasatic

Love that bit about your son's comments!

I'm just a couple of years younger than you are. A couple of years ago, I went on a caravan/touring holiday with my mother and we had my son along - acting as chauffeur. The holiday was great, and I DO love my mother very much, but a week in a caravan (and car) CAN seem like an awfully long time.

When we got home, somebody asked me - in front of my son - how it went. My reply was 'fabulous - but my mother drove me potty after a couple of days!' Then I heard a quiet reply from my son 'Hmmm - you should try being with your mother AND your nan!'.

Oh dear - I'm beginning to have the same effect on my kids, as my own mother has on ME!:o

julie777

This thread has so much interest I'm still reading everyone elses memories which are really interesting. Funny how many revolve around food.......

Mine are a bit different.

We lived on a caravan park till 1975 and had a chemical toilet for many years in a cold dark shed full of very large spiders. It was no good having arachnaphobia then! My poor dad had to carry it to the far end of the site to empty it - yuk!

Does anyone remember Wagonners Walk on the radio - my mum always listened to it and in the periods when we had a TV it was Crossroads we never missed!

We were given pocket money at a rate of 2p per year of our age, going up to 3, 4, and 5p later on. I thought it was a very fair system as I was the OLDEST of 5!

I remember by favourite use of pocket money was to buy a packet of Abbey Crunch biscuits all to myself - strange child! They weren't even chocolate biscuits.

We had a bakers van which came round so we could buy "fresh" Mothers Pride bread. One neighbour always referred to him as the "bloody baker" and I got in major trouble for copying! I thought it was a description of his rather florid face!

At Christmas dad would come home on the last day of work with an enormous box of chocolates for my mum. It must have been at least a yard wide and appeared to FILL our tiny living room. We all got to share them and constantly looked for excuses to get up again after bed time!

We had Summer Days at Bockerley Dyke with granparents aunts, uncles and cousins all picking sloes, elderberries and blackberries. The washing that day must have been a nightmare for mum. Dad would make the whole lot into wine as far as I know but it was nice and sweet and I was allowed a small glass even at about 8!

Finally, we had allotment days where mum and dad, 3 kids and baby were all "working" till dusk. It wasn't far from home but we still took a packed lunch with us. You wouldn't have got my kids doing that! It was fun in its own strange way!

Aaaah! ........pleasures were so simple then.

Hardup_Hester

I remember my mum buying a mars bar & slicing it, but I'm not sure why.
A neighbour who kept hens gave me an egg & I carried it all the way up the garden path without dropping it, I was less than 3.
My school had been a church & there was a font in one of the classrooms.
My nan made me wear a liberty bodice and a vest under my clothes.
I had a doll with rooted hair, I called her Jayne, another girl in the street had the same doll & called it Rosebud, as that was the name stamped under her hair, she insisted mine should be called Rosebud too, but I refused.

MRSMCAWBER

OOOHHH i can't keep away....

I remember one christmas morning being woken up by a yapping noise..it was dad walking one of those little short coated dogs that sat down, yapped and did flips... i would have been 3 or 4(the early 70s).... what a pressie :j ..

Dad getting tipsy one year (never usually drank)....and pulling the xmas tree over - which proceeded to fall and pin mama to the dining table :rotfl: mum was not impressed...but the rest of us were in fits

Spending nearly every sunday in the summer either going to Matlock or to harwick hall and having huge picnics and playing games

Dad taking me collecting things to put on the nature table at school...and lobbing huge lumps of wood up the trees to get the conkers down...

heck i love this thread :T

Olliebeak

Ooooooo, Hardup Hester! Did you have to wear liberty bodices as well? The ones with the rubber buttons??

I think I was the only girl in my class who HAD to wear them - and hated it. When we got changed for PE it came off and stayed off - at least until I got home!

Whenever I got a cough, it always stunk of camphorated oil and THEN I had to wear it to sleep in as well.

I can remember my nan actually buying me one with suspenders attached when I was around 10 or 11 for when I wore stockings - I was 5-7 at 11 and looked really stupid in ankle socks, so was allowed to wear stockings on special occasions and for sunday school/church. I think the rebellion against the dreaded liberty bodice came around starting senior school (Sept 1962) when I played my biggest strop EVER and threatened to go into the toilets every morning to remove it - so she would be better saving her money by not buying them in the first place! I think the financial logic won the day!!

Rossy2692

Sunday tea at my nana's where everything was made from scratch, bread, butter, cakes etc. My favourite sandwiches back then were banana, can't stand them now! Oh the memories, my mums puddings in winter time, treacle sponge, jam roly poly none of this tinned or frozen stuff, and I was a skinny lat too back then!!!

Jezzafletcher

Loved reading this - must be getting old... memories are important as is the future.
Few things to think about as a early sixties baby but whose memory starts late 60's on... Mum making up sachets of "Rise and Shine" in a jug with water for breakfast - powdered fruit juice - she thought it was healthy - all I can remember was the lingering taste of synthetics afterwards.
Cinamon Tic Tacs - fabbo!
First camping trip to France - 1975 with trusted dried packets of veg. (no risks!!!) - ironically met french family... harvested Cockles, cooked in wine,garlic... finished with fresh parsley, another fabbo!!!
"Cor" comics (used to be "Whizzer and Chips". Magpie TV when it was working class and Blue Peter on beeb was middle!!!
J

Hardup_Hester

Hi Ollie
Yes my liberty bodices had rubber buttons, as I've said earlier in the thread, my mum had no interest in anything domestic. I think that's why I had liberty bodices, my Nan tried to fill the gaps left by my mum, lol. I remember Ollie Beak, I was born in 1951, we didn't have a TV, but used to watch at a friends house sometimes.
I remember getting into trouble at secondary school for not contributing to a school project, each form decorated their room to a theme, my class theme was the Magic Roundabout, I hadn't a clue, never seen it so couldn't contribute, when I explained that we didn't have a TV I got a detention for lying, lol.