I feel like I'm just about out of nappies reading some.... err most of these replies LOL.
Woody n Sue said
09:01 PM Jan 17, 2017
Yep " meetoo" and "grubygypsy" sums it up for me mum milked a cow so always fresh milk and the cream on the top yuuuummmyyy killed our own meat played outside rode the pushy 6 mile to the neibours on the weekend to play with them yep was a lot fitter then
Woody
jules47 said
09:23 PM Jan 17, 2017
Dwilz wrote:
Soft drink bottle with marball to seal
David - you're not that old surely! Oh - and welcome to the forum!
jules47 said
09:32 PM Jan 17, 2017
Brother was apprentice baker - hot fresh bread for breakfast!!!
Chinese food - take a boiler and get it filled!
Brisbane Airport - a Nissan Hut
Cairns Airport - land on the tarmac, pilot puts bags off, walk across tarmac with aunty and uncle, through sugar cane field, across the railway line, and the highway - into their house - 1954!
Being sent with a friend to buy a loaf of bread, we got hungry on the way (we took the long way) so started picking the centre out of the bread and eating it! Got in trouble and had to go back and get another one!
Being a flower girl at my Aunties Deb Ball
Sorry - I am rambling - but once you get started, it all comes back, in bits and pieces, all over the place !!!!
What a great thread - relating to so many things mentioned!!!
kandagal said
09:35 PM Jan 17, 2017
Shaking up a bottle of Horehound so it foamed out of the top & then licking it off.
jules47 said
09:43 PM Jan 17, 2017
What was Horehound, Kandagal? - Beer?
Radar said
10:05 PM Jan 17, 2017
Radio programs Biggles, Dad and Dav, Yes What. Music Yellow Rose of Texas. Rabbit a couple of times a week. Milk in small glass bottles for playlunch at school if lucky sometimes flavoured. Steam trains from Gosford to Sydney.
And the Sanno Man exchanging the pan on the outside loo.
Toilet paper for outside dunny = newspaper hung from a nail or better an old telephone book.
The used bottle and tin dump behind the house.
Jiblets from poultry.
Plucking ducks/poultry for feathers for feather pillows, quilts.
Making sausage and putting it in the smoke house to cure.
Mum making me a new dress each year for Christmas.
Saturday school =like church Sunday school but on a Saturday morning.
My first car = a orange Leyland mini with racing stripes over the bonnet and hood (okay this was in the 1970's but I'm not that old)
The drive in - going to see the first Star Wars movie at one.
Using a slate instead of a book.
Fountain pens.
Yep could go on for ever.
Yaketty said
10:36 PM Jan 17, 2017
Mum asking us kids whether we wanted a bronto burger, mammoth mornay or T-Rex T-bone for dinner
Hey Jim said
10:47 PM Jan 17, 2017
One 4 x 2 timber by 4 Feet long. 2 x 2 in x 1in x 2 feet. One free timber fruit box. Hardware store 2 x 2 ft 6in axels one 4in bolt, washes and nut. one 4 foot length of hemp cord, and a handful of nails.
Council rubbish tip, 4 pram wheels. and we became the next Jack Braham.
iana said
10:48 PM Jan 17, 2017
I remember the AGA coke burning stove/oven, the diesel generator at night for power, milking the cows, running the separator to get cream, making our butter, and the porridge with that cream on it. The coke heater pot belly glowing red hot at school. Horses to get around the farm. Yes Dougwe the telephone we had at one farm was the two piece type.
Blues Man said
06:40 AM Jan 18, 2017
The old Paramount theatre (called the bughouse) with canvas seats .
GarrynLyn said
06:50 AM Jan 18, 2017
Manners .....
rgren2 said
07:35 AM Jan 18, 2017
The horse paddock at school, being ink monitor and mixing the ink. Having to get to the bank on Friday to have spending money for the weekend. 15cents for a schooner. Go fishing in the creek/river always take the .22 and shotty in case there were bunnies or ducks. Picking up buckets of horse poo off the road for the veggive garden. Hot summers and cold winters with no "climate change". Getting the cane at school for minor transgressions. Seeing the rich folk with their brand new FC Holden Special that even had a wireless in the dash.
Does anyone else remember someone doing laundry in a copper? Or the old 'blue bag'?
Roundthebend said
10:13 AM Jan 18, 2017
The old blue bag was a must for your whites Rosie
Sawdust next to the loo, sticky fly strips hanging from the ceiling, firing up the chip heater for a bath, drive in movies.
Phil C said
10:23 AM Jan 18, 2017
What a great thread.
What do I remember... Miss???
I dont miss getting the cane or yelled at by teachers and drill instructors. I dont miss 24/7 duty crew or night flying. I dont miss 6am getting out of the rack.
I miss honesty in people, when someone said "you have my word" it meant something. The red rattlers electric trains and hanging out the doors on a hot day. 3 pence for an icy pole. Two bob for a sandwich. Black and white TV with very few adds. Mickey Mouse club. Captain Fortune Saturday Party, Desmond and Amanda.
I remember my first pay packet 5 pounds 9 and 2 pence. My first record album (Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, A Taste of Honey). The first time I kissed a girl (no names no pack drill). My first solo flight in a L13 Blanik glider. I remember moving from Bundeena on the coast to inland St Marys the only place available in those days for war service homes.
I remember the broken bodies arriving back from Vietnam in number 3 hospital. The dear friends who have passed for all sorts of reasons. My Dad (RIP) going model aircraft flying with me. Building my first crystal set and winding the coil on an empty dunny roll centre.
My first job was in a hardware shop on the corner of the highway and the road to primary school. I remember the first day I wore my cadet uniform, had the boots on the wrong feet. Harold Hold getting lost.
I remember being ordered to report to the nearest base after cyclone Tracey, and on arrival told I wouldnt be needed but leave your contact phone number. I remember Oz 2 winning the Americas Cup, what a great day, I remember Bob telling us that our bosses were bums.
So many memories
woolman said
10:24 AM Jan 18, 2017
2weis wrote:
bread and dripping sandwich
With pleny of salt.
Neil
HunnyBunny said
12:08 PM Jan 18, 2017
The clip clop of the hooves of the milk mans cart. The dunny man coming to empty the pan. The ice man! we always looked forward to that chip off the block that he used to give us on a hot day. Biscuits by the pound, better still big bags of broken biscuits for a half penny. Making stilts out of large fruit tins with a piece of string threaded through two holes to hold the tins onto your feet. Helping Mum wash the sheets in the copper, then putting them through the hand wringer. No t.v. which meant talking to family, playing games & listening to the stories on the radio. Aaahhh those were the days!! We are lucky...we have enjoyed the best of times. Tough! but still the best.
-- Edited by HunnyBunny on Wednesday 18th of January 2017 12:11:01 PM
meetoo said
02:29 PM Jan 18, 2017
Being able to buy single things at the hardware store like nuts, bolts, washers etc, instead of having to buy a whole prepackaged packet. Having single items at the supermarket on special instead of having to buy 2 to get the special. Getting paid wages with an envelope with cash in it instead of an electronic entry in your pc/phone. Outback telephones using the top fence wire. Getting 20 cents for glass bottles.
Cheers, John.
Edit: Nearly forgot, slide rules instead of calculators.
-- Edited by meetoo on Wednesday 18th of January 2017 02:33:08 PM
adreamer said
03:28 PM Jan 18, 2017
Treecrest14 wrote:
I received this from a friend today and maybe sums it up:
I remember the corned beef of my childhood And the bread that we cut with a knife When the children helped with the housework And the men went to work not the wife. The cheese never needed cold storage And the bread was so crusty and hot The children were seldom unhappy And the wife was content with her lot.
I remember the milk from the bottle With the yummy cream on the top Our dinner came hot from the oven And not from a freezer or shop. The kids were a lot more contented They didn't need money for kicks Just a game with their friends in the road way And sometimes the Saturday flicks.
Do you think that bruised our ego? Or our initiative was destroyed? We ate what was put on the table And I think life was better enjoyed.
Exactly !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dwilz said
08:49 PM Jan 18, 2017
Thanks got it from Yackandanda
Dwilz said
08:53 PM Jan 18, 2017
Fuel bowser you use the handle to fill the bowl I use to repair them
macka17 said
12:38 PM Jan 19, 2017
My first were a kid walking down street with mum and aunt. After air raid clear sirens went off.
A man came round corner wobbling a bit, passed us and auntie was sick.
Mum covered my eyes. But not b4 I realised he had had most of his his head blown off. and the body was still walking till past us.
That and others gave me very little respect for human beings. and their destructiveness to each other. Chidhood memories stick more than most others, Just sitting there waiting.
Queuing in public markets kitchens for food after the war. Family ration cards. NO rations . Praying for a pr of shoes to keep cold out of my bones. and a lot bloody more.
Primary school (that's where my education basically finished). Lunch time. corner store had ovens. 1\2 loaf, white or brown bread. still warm. cut in half and blob of butter in middle, melting. 4 pence a pop. Woodbines (ciggy's) one penny or twopence? each.
Older. Spent lots of time on fish quay with fishermen.
Deckie at 13. Suttons Trawlers Hartlepool.
"Longscar". The last steam trawler in fleet.
THAT.... WAS a great life.
(13 yrs to 17) then army.
Army. going home on leave from Germany. Travelling from London to Darlington overnight on "Flying Scotsman" 12.05 am departure. With or without you. That chuff. chuff. chuff. and diddly, dum. diddly, dum of wheels Put a person to sleep soooo fast. 10 to 6am came real quick. Missed stop a coupla times. Smoke going through tunnels wasn't nice though if you had windows open.
Watching nuclear missiles. (with dummy heads) practice firing into Atlantic from North Uist (or Benbecula? Can't remember) Ranges.
Field battery, 4 in guns. firing (radar controlled) at small plane towing Target sock over Baltic from Todendorf Firing camp in early '60's. Radar op forgot to add deflection for 100mtrs to sock. Hmmm. Brown jocks that day for someone. and smacked fingers.
Popping left over explosives in a pit with old 44 gall's over top on short fuse. Didn't they fly high.
And firing not used shoulder fired launchers (US)
at floating 44's in sea with flare on top of them.
VERY few of us hit anything, It ain't that easy. Some time in Berlin in field wksp when they were starting to build the wall instead of that fence.
Mixing concrete in big flat drum mixers as no plants in those days. And shovelling it over mesh at other end after tipper truck dumped it in a heap. Pokering the concrete in mesh and screeding\tamping it. with two blokes on a 12ish ft 12in X 2 in tamping board. T handles on each end. Digging trenches as Backhoes didn't exist, Coupla three miles long and longer. 20 blokes with spade and bucket of diesel.
Hand loading bricks 3 deep on 20 ft flatbed as no pallets. And all people on site disappearing as you drove in gate. so you had to unload yourself too. 4 bricks at a time. = no skin. Next load I took to that site in a tipper. "You unload or I tip 'em out". After that. They unloaded. where there's a will. there's a way hey.
As others say. You could go on forever. Some good. some bad. ALl make YOU what you are today hey. We all have a zillion of them.
-- Edited by macka17 on Thursday 19th of January 2017 12:46:21 PM
RosieW said
05:45 PM Jan 20, 2017
woolman wrote:
2weis wrote:
bread and dripping sandwich
With pleny of salt.
Neil
Oh God yes! How I miss bread and dripping sandwiches...........
Cadpete said
09:55 PM Jan 20, 2017
RosieW wrote:
woolman wrote:
2weis wrote:
bread and dripping sandwich
With pleny of salt.
Neil
Oh God yes! How I miss bread and dripping sandwiches...........
Me too (though don't think my doc would approve now - and since thats my wife I'd better be good )
Sarco Harris said
10:15 PM Jan 20, 2017
Kero refrigerator because while we lived in town, most people couldn't afford the new fangled electric fridges.
Heating water in the copper in the outside laundry, then bucketing it into the bathtub for a bath or into the kitchen sink to do the dishes.
Night cart that actually came in the early morning and was a very noisy old army truck
Fresh unpasteurised milk just as nature intended, a gallon every few days bought home by Dad
My dad was a boiler attendant at the local dairyman's cooperative and 2 pound of butter a week was part of his award, the milk may have been also, but I am not sure
Travelling to high school by train in red rattler dog box carriages to the next town to then pile on over crowded buses to the high school
Riding pushies miles (not those new kilometre things) to go and visit friends on their farms out of town.
Firecrackers, roman candles, skyrockets and those little rockets fired off the thin wire holders
Only slow combustion cooking and heating
Stacking up tip truck loads of "mill ends" for firewood because they were cheap waste from the local mill, similarly cutting some into kindling every few days
Public telephones with buttons A and B
Sarco
RosieW said
09:30 AM Jan 21, 2017
Heating water in kero tins over an open fire to wash dishes/bathe..........
I feel like I'm just about out of nappies reading some.... err most of these replies LOL.
Woody
David - you're not that old surely! Oh - and welcome to the forum!
Chinese food - take a boiler and get it filled!
Brisbane Airport - a Nissan Hut
Cairns Airport - land on the tarmac, pilot puts bags off, walk across tarmac with aunty and uncle, through sugar cane field, across the railway line, and the highway - into their house - 1954!
Being sent with a friend to buy a loaf of bread, we got hungry on the way (we took the long way) so started picking the centre out of the bread and eating it! Got in trouble and had to go back and get another one!
Being a flower girl at my Aunties Deb Ball
Sorry - I am rambling - but once you get started, it all comes back, in bits and pieces, all over the place !!!!
What a great thread - relating to so many things mentioned!!!
Radio programs Biggles, Dad and Dav, Yes What. Music Yellow Rose of Texas. Rabbit a couple of times a week. Milk in small glass bottles for playlunch at school if lucky sometimes flavoured. Steam trains from Gosford to Sydney.
And the Sanno Man exchanging the pan on the outside loo.
The used bottle and tin dump behind the house.
Jiblets from poultry.
Plucking ducks/poultry for feathers for feather pillows, quilts.
Making sausage and putting it in the smoke house to cure.
Mum making me a new dress each year for Christmas.
Saturday school =like church Sunday school but on a Saturday morning.
My first car = a orange Leyland mini with racing stripes over the bonnet and hood (okay this was in the 1970's but I'm not that old)
The drive in - going to see the first Star Wars movie at one.
Using a slate instead of a book.
Fountain pens.
Yep could go on for ever.
One 4 x 2 timber by 4 Feet long. 2 x 2 in x 1in x 2 feet. One free timber fruit box. Hardware store
2 x 2 ft 6in axels one 4in bolt, washes and nut. one 4 foot length of hemp cord, and a handful of nails.
Council rubbish tip, 4 pram wheels. and we became the next Jack Braham.
The old Paramount theatre (called the bughouse) with canvas seats .
Manners .....
The horse paddock at school, being ink monitor and mixing the ink. Having to get to the bank on Friday to have spending money for the weekend. 15cents for a schooner. Go fishing in the creek/river always take the .22 and shotty in case there were bunnies or ducks. Picking up buckets of horse poo off the road for the veggive garden. Hot summers and cold winters with no "climate change". Getting the cane at school for minor transgressions. Seeing the rich folk with their brand new FC Holden Special that even had a wireless in the dash.
We're really enjoying this thread.
Pounds,shillings & pence.
Sawdust next to the loo, sticky fly strips hanging from the ceiling, firing up the chip heater for a bath, drive in movies.
What do I remember... Miss???
I dont miss getting the cane or yelled at by teachers and drill instructors. I dont miss 24/7 duty crew or night flying. I dont miss 6am getting out of the rack.
I miss honesty in people, when someone said "you have my word" it meant something. The red rattlers electric trains and hanging out the doors on a hot day. 3 pence for an icy pole. Two bob for a sandwich. Black and white TV with very few adds. Mickey Mouse club. Captain Fortune Saturday Party, Desmond and Amanda.
I remember my first pay packet 5 pounds 9 and 2 pence. My first record album (Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, A Taste of Honey). The first time I kissed a girl (no names no pack drill). My first solo flight in a L13 Blanik glider. I remember moving from Bundeena on the coast to inland St Marys the only place available in those days for war service homes.
I remember the broken bodies arriving back from Vietnam in number 3 hospital. The dear friends who have passed for all sorts of reasons. My Dad (RIP) going model aircraft flying with me. Building my first crystal set and winding the coil on an empty dunny roll centre.
My first job was in a hardware shop on the corner of the highway and the road to primary school. I remember the first day I wore my cadet uniform, had the boots on the wrong feet. Harold Hold getting lost.
I remember being ordered to report to the nearest base after cyclone Tracey, and on arrival told I wouldnt be needed but leave your contact phone number. I remember Oz 2 winning the Americas Cup, what a great day, I remember Bob telling us that our bosses were bums.
So many memories
With pleny of salt.
Neil
The clip clop of the hooves of the milk mans cart. The dunny man coming to empty the pan. The ice man! we always looked forward to that chip off the block that he used to give us on a hot day. Biscuits by the pound, better still big bags of broken biscuits for a half penny. Making stilts out of large fruit tins with a piece of string threaded through two holes to hold the tins onto your feet. Helping Mum wash the sheets in the copper, then putting them through the hand wringer. No t.v. which meant talking to family, playing games & listening to the stories on the radio. Aaahhh those were the days!! We are lucky...we have enjoyed the best of times. Tough! but still the best.
-- Edited by HunnyBunny on Wednesday 18th of January 2017 12:11:01 PM
Being able to buy single things at the hardware store like nuts, bolts, washers etc, instead of having to buy a whole prepackaged packet. Having single items at the supermarket on special instead of having to buy 2 to get the special. Getting paid wages with an envelope with cash in it instead of an electronic entry in your pc/phone. Outback telephones using the top fence wire. Getting 20 cents for glass bottles.
Cheers, John.
Edit: Nearly forgot, slide rules instead of calculators.
-- Edited by meetoo on Wednesday 18th of January 2017 02:33:08 PM
Exactly !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks got it from Yackandanda
My first were a kid walking down street with mum and aunt.
After air raid clear sirens went off.
A man came round corner wobbling a bit, passed us and auntie was sick.
Mum covered my eyes. But not b4 I realised he had had most of his his head blown off.
and the body was still walking till past us.
That and others gave me very little respect for human beings.
and their destructiveness to each other.
Chidhood memories stick more than most others, Just sitting there waiting.
Queuing in public markets kitchens for food after the war.
Family ration cards. NO rations .
Praying for a pr of shoes to keep cold out of my bones. and a lot bloody more.
Primary school (that's where my education basically finished).
Lunch time. corner store had ovens. 1\2 loaf, white or brown bread. still warm.
cut in half and blob of butter in middle, melting.
4 pence a pop.
Woodbines (ciggy's) one penny or twopence? each.
Older.
Spent lots of time on fish quay with fishermen.
Deckie at 13. Suttons Trawlers Hartlepool.
"Longscar". The last steam trawler in fleet.
THAT.... WAS a great life.
(13 yrs to 17) then army.
Army.
going home on leave from Germany.
Travelling from London to Darlington overnight on "Flying Scotsman"
12.05 am departure. With or without you.
That chuff. chuff. chuff. and diddly, dum. diddly, dum of wheels
Put a person to sleep soooo fast.
10 to 6am came real quick. Missed stop a coupla times.
Smoke going through tunnels wasn't nice though if you had windows open.
Watching nuclear missiles. (with dummy heads)
practice firing into Atlantic from North Uist
(or Benbecula? Can't remember) Ranges.
Field battery, 4 in guns. firing (radar controlled) at small plane
towing Target sock over Baltic from Todendorf Firing camp in early '60's.
Radar op forgot to add deflection for 100mtrs to sock.
Hmmm. Brown jocks that day for someone. and smacked fingers.
Popping left over explosives in a pit with old 44 gall's over top on short fuse.
Didn't they fly high.
And firing not used shoulder fired launchers (US)
at floating 44's in sea with flare on top of them.
VERY few of us hit anything, It ain't that easy.
Some time in Berlin in field wksp
when they were starting to build the wall instead of that fence.
Mixing concrete in big flat drum mixers as no plants in those days.
And shovelling it over mesh at other end after tipper truck
dumped it in a heap.
Pokering the concrete in mesh and screeding\tamping it.
with two blokes on a 12ish ft 12in X 2 in tamping board.
T handles on each end.
Digging trenches as Backhoes didn't exist,
Coupla three miles long and longer.
20 blokes with spade and bucket of diesel.
Hand loading bricks 3 deep on 20 ft flatbed as no pallets.
And all people on site disappearing as you drove in gate.
so you had to unload yourself too.
4 bricks at a time. = no skin.
Next load I took to that site in a tipper. "You unload or I tip 'em out".
After that. They unloaded.
where there's a will. there's a way hey.
As others say.
You could go on forever. Some good. some bad.
ALl make YOU what you are today hey.
We all have a zillion of them.
-- Edited by macka17 on Thursday 19th of January 2017 12:46:21 PM
Oh God yes! How I miss bread and dripping sandwiches...........
Me too (though don't think my doc would approve now - and since thats my wife I'd better be good
)
Heating water in the copper in the outside laundry, then bucketing it into the bathtub for a bath or into the kitchen sink to do the dishes.
Night cart that actually came in the early morning and was a very noisy old army truck
Fresh unpasteurised milk just as nature intended, a gallon every few days bought home by Dad
My dad was a boiler attendant at the local dairyman's cooperative and 2 pound of butter a week was part of his award, the milk may have been also, but I am not sure
Travelling to high school by train in red rattler dog box carriages to the next town to then pile on over crowded buses to the high school
Riding pushies miles (not those new kilometre things) to go and visit friends on their farms out of town.
Firecrackers, roman candles, skyrockets and those little rockets fired off the thin wire holders
Only slow combustion cooking and heating
Stacking up tip truck loads of "mill ends" for firewood because they were cheap waste from the local mill, similarly cutting some into kindling every few days
Public telephones with buttons A and B
Sarco