They were brilliant.......the settee and armchairs arranged around the fire, the living flames, flickering light around the room, sending Dad out to the coal hole for another bucketful, the prodding, poking, chucking bits of waste stuff on, the brass metalwork paraphernalia associated with it like the tongs, poker, shovel, the firelighters, making up firelighters from newspaper, clearing the ash away in the morning
Being first home in the evening and lighting the fire........having it all to yourself, control of the poker........:D
For thousands of years human beings in their family or extended groups have sat around live fires........the domestic fire has been at the heart of human history
They were brilliant.......the settee and armchairs arranged around the fire, the living flames, flickering light around the room, sending Dad out to the coal hole for another bucketful, the prodding, poking, chucking bits of waste stuff on, the brass metalwork paraphernalia associated with it like the tongs, poker, shovel, the firelighters, making up firelighters from newspaper, clearing the ash away in the morning
Being first home in the evening and lighting the fire........having it all to yourself, control of the poker........:D
For thousands of years human beings in their family or extended groups have sat around live fires........the domestic fire has been at the heart of human history
Not any more.......shame really
I loved the coal fire. Where we lived the insulation in the house was non-existent so we'd all crowd round the fire. Our fronts would be toasty-warm while our backs were perishing.
I loved the coal fire. Where we lived the insulation in the house was non-existent so we'd all crowd round the fire. Our fronts would be toasty-warm while our backs were perishing.
I loved going for a walk in winter and smelling the smoke from coal fires.
A Father Christmas being in lots of shops and standing outside of shops waving to the kids. Now there are very few of them and it costs a fortune to take a child to see one.
when I was a kid on a sunday we used to have a man with a horse and cart come round the streets loaded up with winkles, whelks, shrimps, jellied eels, and that was our sunday tea, I used to love it.
A Father Christmas being in lots of shops and standing outside of shops waving to the kids. Now there are very few of them and it costs a fortune to take a child to see one.
That is because parents will sue Santa for being a pedo.
That is because parents will sue Santa for being a pedo.
Something really must be done about the newspapers and their paedo epidemic scare mongering (imagine their reaction if it got out that one of their regular columnists was found out as a paedo themselves).
Thick pea souper fogs, I loved walking in the fog when you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and the silence because the traffic had stopped running.
Do they still do the bring and buy sales to raise money for their chosen fundraising scheme?
No, they only seem to encourage the kids to support Children in Need now. Seems such a shame as they used to learn so much about charities and life it different countries through it. It's kind of as if they can't be bothered now.
The paraffin man - boom boom boom boom esso blue
The corona man, we used to get 3d back on the bottles
Outside toilets :-( I was always scared a spider would crawl up my bum :-(
The paraffin man - boom boom boom boom esso blue
The corona man, we used to get 3d back on the bottles
Outside toilets :-( I was always scared a spider would crawl up my bum :-(
That '3 wheels on my waggon' plasticine animation song they used to fill in time between programmes, like the potter's wheel
Public information cartoons "This is where I get out and walk, and I’m staying out of that pram till mums and motorists realise - Crossing with a pram takes time!"
There was a swimming one too.
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They were brilliant.......the settee and armchairs arranged around the fire, the living flames, flickering light around the room, sending Dad out to the coal hole for another bucketful, the prodding, poking, chucking bits of waste stuff on, the brass metalwork paraphernalia associated with it like the tongs, poker, shovel, the firelighters, making up firelighters from newspaper, clearing the ash away in the morning
Being first home in the evening and lighting the fire........having it all to yourself, control of the poker........:D
For thousands of years human beings in their family or extended groups have sat around live fires........the domestic fire has been at the heart of human history
Not any more.......shame really
I loved the coal fire. Where we lived the insulation in the house was non-existent so we'd all crowd round the fire. Our fronts would be toasty-warm while our backs were perishing.
all hankies have disappeared !
people used to carry them round shoved up the sleeve of their jumper or cardigan.......:D
Those were the old days, my friend, ideal pressie for christmas:D
I loved going for a walk in winter and smelling the smoke from coal fires.
That is because parents will sue Santa for being a pedo.
Do they still do the bring and buy sales to raise money for their chosen fundraising scheme?
Something really must be done about the newspapers and their paedo epidemic scare mongering (imagine their reaction if it got out that one of their regular columnists was found out as a paedo themselves).
No, they only seem to encourage the kids to support Children in Need now. Seems such a shame as they used to learn so much about charities and life it different countries through it. It's kind of as if they can't be bothered now.
Or "Solid State" written on consumer electronics.
Love the song Keynsham by the Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band (great piano and flute)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vM3EqSf_V_g
other items :
Mr Men Ice Lollies
Golden Cup Chocolate Bars (they were yummy)
Wendy's Burger Bars
Every third person walking down the high street with a Benetton top
Red ants (they used to invade the gardens in the late 70s - vanished now)
Chip Pans in the the home kitchen (probably best that they went)
Ever Ready Batteries
Tom and Jerry / Looney Tune cartoons being randomly shown on the BBC (sadly missed)
Fancy erasers in the shape of things like a strawberry and smelt like one which all the girls at school (including me) were mad about collecting
I still use them, also have some rather beautiful lace ones, that belonged to my grandmother. She always had one tucked in her watch strap.:)
The mangle.
Traditional Windolene is becoming a nightmare to source now loved the smell of it, and it done a better job then the sprays.
Izal type hard Loo paper in all public and Gov buildings.
Nurses in hats, along with crisp aprons, arm bands and highly polished shoes.
Matron....oh er.
Paraffin heaters.
Bus clippies. Although I do believe they are being re-introduced in some parts of the Country.
Head teachers in gowns and mortar boards, cane under the arm.
Groceries delivered by a boy on a bike, with a big basket.
Beer being delivered by horse and cart.
Metal dustbins.
Luncheon vouchers, as a perk of the job.
Green shield stamps.
A thriving high street, before supermarkets.
Wimpy's are pretty scarce now too.
The corona man, we used to get 3d back on the bottles
Outside toilets :-( I was always scared a spider would crawl up my bum :-(
Like this?
http://i.ytimg.com/vi/v5h_SGV5SYA/hqdefault.jpg
And no it's not a fake or photoshop it's the Giant Huntsman (Heteropda maxima).
For example as the outside toilet has disappeared so has the potty or chamber pot and the commode........
United biscuits
Peperami noodles
That '3 wheels on my waggon' plasticine animation song they used to fill in time between programmes, like the potter's wheel
Public information cartoons "This is where I get out and walk, and I’m staying out of that pram till mums and motorists realise - Crossing with a pram takes time!"
There was a swimming one too.