Childhood & Sentimental memories

churchmouse_3

I also remember a not so nice thing and that was when i first went to school i was bullied by the teacher because i was left handed, she would throw a fit as i just cannot write with my right hand and tell me that i would never be legible as i would smudge the ink !! when we used real " proper pens " }. I got so cross that i entered a handwriting class at our local agri show and won !!!! that shut her up.:p but i cannot believe that it was such an issue all those years ago..
On a nicer note i loved "tattie holidays " half term was spent earning good pocket money picking potatoes, in the summer we stacked those small bales of straw. It made you feel real grown up earning your own dosh....

Tuttifruitty_Theresa

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And at another tangent, is it impossible for anyone else to get into a lift without the following going through their heads - 'ground floor perfumery, stationery and leather goods (something, something, something) going up (cheesy music)!

One of my favourite tv shows of all time, are you free mr humphrey?

Ground floor perfumery,
stationery and leather goods,
wigs and haberdashery
kitchenware and food...going up

First floor telephones,
gents ready-made suits,
shirts, socks, ties, hats,
underwear and shoes...going up

xx

Tuttifruitty_Theresa

Does anyone else remember that in walnut whips you had two pieces of walnut (on top and in the bottom) and a biscuit base?

xx

Bobbykins

I remember those proper walnut whips - 2 pieces of walnut, loads of creamy filling, a crispy biscuit base, tons of chocolate........mmmmmmmmm......they were HUGE too!

Also, Churchmouse, I had similar problems to you. I went to a little village school, only 2 teachers, and the "head" teacher was a dragon! She tried to tie my left hand behind my back to make me use my right hand! :eek: :eek: :eek:

My Dad soon put a stop to that! He was up at the school so quick, it was like lightening! :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

My own class teacher was an absolute sweetheart and supported my Dad's point of view - I guess in those days she was regarded as enlightened! Blimey, we've moved on a bit since then haven't we?

Olliebeak

The 'Walking Days' consisted of processions from each Mission Church Sunday School in the Parish (we had 4 in our parish) towards the main road out of town where we joined the main procession that travelled from the Parish Church in the centre of town. Very young children (3's - 5's) travelled on decorated lorries with Sunday School Teachers supervising them.

Each Mission Church had it's own Brass Band and Banner (similar to the ones paraded by Miners Unions etc) held up on poles by a couple of strong men, with guide-ropes held by some older boys to help keep it steady and ribbons held by older girls (all trying to look lady-like and responsible). I think my last Walking Day was in 1968 (age 17 and teaching sunday school myself by then) but had never missed one from the age of 4. By then, I think the main attraction for me was one of the boys in the Brass Band :j !

Once we met up with the main procession we would then keep walking for about a mile or so to a large field that was owned by the Parish Council where we would have the equivalent of a Garden Fete. The idea behind the whole thing was that the procession was a 'show of faith' of church members and a chance to mix in a family atmosphere. Most of us were able to have new dresses for Whit Walking but these were often then put away until the following Christmas, when they would re-emerge as your Christmas party-frock!


I remember my sister (younger by 2 years) being forced to try to write with her right hand in 1958. I had always quite liked that particular teacher but that turned me right against her. She had her left arm tied to her body with a leather belt and had her knuckles rapped with a ruler. Once mother found out though, it soon stopped! What a barbaric way to treat a frightened 5 year old!


Had almost forgotten about the old 'dip and scratch' pens with the wooden handle and the brass nib. How on earth did we manage to do 'double-writing' with those things! We had to learn with a pencil first and then when we had mastered it neatly - out came the pens and blotting paper! Biros were completely banned at my junior school (but they were so expensive in those days anyway) and we were only allowed to use them for 'rough notes' in senior school (due to the habit that they had of 'blotching' occasionally). All homework and exams had to be done in fountain pen - preferably with black ink (not blue). To raise money for charity one year, one of the girls took postcards and stuck blotting paper to the backs of them - sold for 3d each.


mmmmmmmm Walnut Whips - we have definitely been shortchanged by the manufacturers of those in recent years! The chocolate isn't even spiralled nowadays - it's moulded into a spiral appearance! - and just a smidgeon of a walnut on the top. We used to get an entire half on top and another one inside. They also used to come with coffee flavoured filling and in plain or milk chocolate.

Tuttifruitty_Theresa

talking of chocolate i remember when mars bars used to be really big, in fact i couldn't finish a whole one, but nowdays they are so small and they have a cheek to charge more money for a supersized one (they are probably the size they used to be lol), oh the good old days when you could buy chocolate bars that were huge.

I also remember buying strawberry and lemon bonbons and forgetting to take them out of the paper bag, boy were they sticky the next day, i had to eat them covered in paper bag :rotfl:

does anyone else remember the safety adverts on tv with the ginger cat and little boy (i'm sure it was ginger lol), telling us not to go off with strangers, there's nothing like that now.

xx

ps just remembered the cat was called charlie

portsmouthali

The cat would meow for about 10 seconds, then the little boy would say something like "Charlie says, never go off with people you don't know"

It worked on me, I really used to pay attention to what Charlie said!

positivelymummy

sorry, this prob shouldn;t be here, but made me laugh (and reminded me how lucky i am!) i watched 'scotland on film' last night (where old folk talk of what their childhood etc was like) great stuff, and one old man said, as a treat they were given an oxo cube to share amongst a few of the kids, and they would take turns to lick it:eek: ...aah them we're days eh!

mumoftwo

if only my kids would be happy with an oxo cube as a snack, I would even give them one each!!

Poet_2

I used to dissolve oxo cubes in hot water and drink it- is that what you call beef tea? I don't know but I had a sly lick now and again before putting it in. We also used to do the same with Bovril, we'd take a flask out with us when we went sledging, that's when we used to get proper snow, all those years ago!