When I was a kid and went to see my grandmother, as a treat she would pick an apple off her tree,peel it,stick it on a fork and dip it in sugar before giving it to me!

No wonder I've had so much trouble with my teeth!!!

We did a similar thing with the Rhubarb patch at the bottom of the garden, a stick of Rhubarb and a bowl of sugar

Yes my dentist has built a 2nd home thanks to me

The Talk Radio Host Iain Lee tells a funny story of how his mother warmed up olive oil to pour into his ear, but it was too hot when she poured it in

sugar butties !

pretty much every meal included a plate of bread and butter and for 'afters' we'd often just take a slice, dip the buttered side into the sugar bowl and eat it

Choc Dip
Crusty white rolls
Top of the milk

Oxo crisps and fig rolls at the swimming baths.

Lyons Maid ice cream (square block) with Sunday dessert and Tizer to drink.

Being allowed to post letters
Choosing a cake off the bakers van, usually a meringue
Putting dusters over our slippers and sliding over lino
Picking the first blue bells from the woods near our home( not allowed now!)

My mum did warm the oil but she also put warm salt in a hankie, tied it and we held it behind the sore ear

Pork dripping sandwiches - no bloody way would I even attempt to look at one now let alone consume it - but then they tasted just great.

We would always have a vending machine drink after swimming, basically the same range of flavours but you could choose to have it flat or fizzy. I always had the blackcurrant, can still remember the taste and intense colour.

At high school, we had chips after swimming as it was later in the day - yum!

In the 70s when we'd go shopping with my mum on a Friday we'd go to the local cafe and have a glass of lemonade and an Orange Club biscuit. Sheer luxury!

A pomegranate was a once a year treat. You only got them around November/December and I think they were quite expensive. My mother would say she didn't mind paying as long as I ate it all. I loved it. Somehow, nowadays they don't taste the same.

For me a treat was whenever we went to a toy store - Toys R Us, Children's World, the toy department in John Lewis. I can't remember every being bought anything outside of birthdays and christmas but I remember just spending ages playing with display stuff.

Sweet peanuts
Lemonade powder
A cider lolly
A Mr Whippy
Broken biscuits (the one with pink centre)
Caramel square biscuits
A bounty

A wimpy special grill
A portion of chips
An all milk instant coffee, not Camp!

sixpence for Saturday pictures

Same here ,we had a Crate of different Pops every year at Christmas and was really excited when they came
The only other time we really had Fizzy Pop was when we went on our 2 weeks summer Holiday to the Seaside ....also it was a treat if My Mum bought a Bottle of Orange off the Milkman at the weekend along with the usual daily bottles of Milk every now and then

I used to have a weekly treat after school of cheesy Wotsits, green grapes and Strawberry Ski yogurt.....in the same bowl 😀

The other treat was Alpine pops (like Barr fizzy drinks)....I recall it was 3 different litre bottles for 90p in the early 80's...The colours were very vivid and the taste was so good.

powdered orange drink, i would still love it now i suspect.

[cointreau treatment notwithstanding]

edit: rise and shine it was called.

edit again: my mother`s plj was a favourite tipple too.

We grew up in a modest family home in an area where all the homes were pretty similar. With dad's job he would rarely leave his workplace but if the delivery driver was off then he would do his job. If this clashed with the school holidays and I was good then I would go with him on deliveries in the hope of seeing big houses

There was one stand out delivery he made to a huge house that had its own lake with a rowing boat, and you had to stop at the gates and talk into a little box and wait for the gates to open. As a kid this was amazing and something that you only ever saw on TV!

In my case it had to be beef dripping ~ as a special treat the bread was dipped in the hot fat round the joint rather than cold on bread.

Beef dripping for me too, but on toast, with a good sprinkle of salt. Delicious! I still love it now.

Oh yes, you had to have the salt on it.

BIB I am suddenly reminded of how delighted me and my siblings, friends etc would be if we got a plaster! I even wangled one for a headache once.