As a child we ...
had no TV
had a party line phone
played cricket on the New England Highwayi
lived too far from town to go to the movies
had an outdoor long-drop dunny a mile (or seemed like it) up the back yard
got fresh veges delivered to the door by the "fruit & veg" man in hs truck
rode to school 7 miles on the highway
grabbed lifts with the "onion truck" up hills, by hanging onto the back of the trailer
smoked cork tips (unfiltered) on the way home from school
trapped and ate rabbits in next-door's paddock
went shooting rabbits with neighbours (who lived a mile away)
had my Dad as teacher through Primary school
and lived to tell the tale!
Des and Jane said
09:14 PM May 31, 2018
JA2340 wrote:
got fresh veges delivered to the door by the "fruit & veg" man in his truck
Remember the fruit and veg man
and also the general products (pre supermarket days) in an old bus...ya went in the front door, picked out what you wanted and paid as you went out the back door.
Also the mobile hairdresser who had an old barbers chair in the back of an old horse float he towed around.
fwdoz said
09:19 PM May 31, 2018
The smell of fresh bread when the baker popped a loaf in the bread tin.
The cream on top of the milk under the silver foil cap & everyone in the house fighting to get it.
The oil truck filling the tank with oil for the oil heater.
Going down the shops & not having to lock the house up.
Dad just hooking up the filled up caravan with full water tanks; no electric brakes back in those days.
Cracker night.
Going to the shop after school & getting a huge bag of lollies for $0.02c
landy said
10:00 PM May 31, 2018
Don't know if you had this in Aus, but in London we used to get the Rag & Bone man. He would go street to street with a horse and cart or an old truck, ringing his bell. If you gave him some old cloths he would give you a gold fish. Probably a few other things to but I only remember the gold fish.
JA2340 said
07:52 PM Jun 1, 2018
fwdoz wrote:
The smell of fresh bread when the baker popped a loaf in the bread tin.
Mum used to do the bread at home!
The cream on top of the milk under the silver foil cap & everyone in the house fighting to get it.
Dad milked our couple cows every morning, and mum set the milk, skimmed the cream off to make butter.
The oil truck filling the tank with oil for the oil heater.
Heater was a wood fire, my job was to make the chips for fire starting (no firelighters them days).
Going down the shops & not having to lock the house up.
Not even locking when we drove the 30miles to town!
Dad just hooking up the filled up caravan with full water tanks; no electric brakes back in those days.
Cracker night.
Oooooh, YES!!
Going to the shop after school & getting a huge bag of lollies for $0.02c
Or when Cobbers were 4-a-penny, and double the size they are now!
fwdoz said
07:56 PM Jun 1, 2018
JA2340 wrote:
fwdoz wrote:
The smell of fresh bread when the baker popped a loaf in the bread tin.
Mum used to do the bread at home!
The cream on top of the milk under the silver foil cap & everyone in the house fighting to get it.
Dad milked our couple cows every morning, and mum set the milk, skimmed the cream off to make butter.
The oil truck filling the tank with oil for the oil heater.
Heater was a wood fire, my job was to make the chips for fire starting (no firelighters them days).
Going down the shops & not having to lock the house up.
Not even locking when we drove the 30miles to town!
Dad just hooking up the filled up caravan with full water tanks; no electric brakes back in those days.
Cracker night.
Oooooh, YES!!
Going to the shop after school & getting a huge bag of lollies for $0.02c
Or when Cobbers were 4-a-penny, and double the size they are now!
We had the wood heater before the oil one. Had to split the kindling with a small tomahawk & use newspaper to clean the glass in the door.
We have a breadmaker now. Love the smell of fresh bread!
Also remember dad going to the pub drive thru on a Friday at the end of the work week as they got the long necks out of the cooler boxes with the huge chrome handle.
Desert Dweller said
05:40 AM Jun 2, 2018
landy wrote:
Don't know if you had this in Aus, but in London we used to get the Rag & Bone man. He would go street to street with a horse and cart or an old truck, ringing his bell. If you gave him some old cloths he would give you a gold fish. Probably a few other things to but I only remember the gold fish.
Aus-Kiwi said
10:45 AM Jun 2, 2018
The Rolling Stones are ALL in there 70âs !! Still rolling ..
JA2340 said
08:06 PM Jun 2, 2018
fwdoz wrote:
JA2340 wrote:
fwdoz wrote:
The smell of fresh bread when the baker popped a loaf in the bread tin.
Mum used to do the bread at home!
The cream on top of the milk under the silver foil cap & everyone in the house fighting to get it.
Dad milked our couple cows every morning, and mum set the milk, skimmed the cream off to make butter.
The oil truck filling the tank with oil for the oil heater.
Heater was a wood fire, my job was to make the chips for fire starting (no firelighters them days).
Going down the shops & not having to lock the house up.
Not even locking when we drove the 30miles to town!
Dad just hooking up the filled up caravan with full water tanks; no electric brakes back in those days.
Cracker night.
Oooooh, YES!!
Going to the shop after school & getting a huge bag of lollies for $0.02c
Or when Cobbers were 4-a-penny, and double the size they are now!
We had the wood heater before the oil one. Had to split the kindling with a small tomahawk & use newspaper to clean the glass in the door.
We have a breadmaker now. Love the smell of fresh bread!
Also remember dad going to the pub drive thru on a Friday at the end of the work week as they got the long necks out of the cooler boxes with the huge chrome handle.
Dad didn't get to the pub often (was at least 30 minute drive) but we had home made ginger beer - and probably more alcoholic than the bought stuff!
Both of us starting to show our age, huh? Glad to have made it to 70, given the shenannigans we got up to as young tackers!
fwdoz said
08:28 PM Jun 2, 2018
JA2340 wrote:
Both of us starting to show our age, huh? Glad to have made it to 70, given the shenannigans we got up to as young tackers!
Now that is another whole new thread on its own!
Aus-Kiwi said
08:29 PM Jun 2, 2018
Sh sh our grand children may see this !! Lol
landy said
10:30 PM Jun 2, 2018
Desert Dweller wrote:
landy wrote:
Don't know if you had this in Aus, but in London we used to get the Rag & Bone man. He would go street to street with a horse and cart or an old truck, ringing his bell. If you gave him some old cloths he would give you a gold fish. Probably a few other things to but I only remember the gold fish.
Spot on D D
fwdoz said
10:32 PM Jun 2, 2018
landy wrote:
Desert Dweller wrote:
landy wrote:
Don't know if you had this in Aus, but in London we used to get the Rag & Bone man. He would go street to street with a horse and cart or an old truck, ringing his bell. If you gave him some old cloths he would give you a gold fish. Probably a few other things to but I only remember the gold fish.
Spot on D D
I still remember the episode where Harold puts the swords through the door while the old man is in the bath
meetoo said
09:38 PM Jun 8, 2018
Love reading these type of threads,
Cheers, John
Craig1 said
09:48 PM Jun 9, 2018
Chip heater for hot water, gather very small kindling or a Cold Cold bath. Sometimes the paint would not dry on the tin bath either, so a couple of days off. Good job it was tassie in the winter, so no smelly issues
-- Edited by Aus-Kiwi on Saturday 9th of June 2018 10:29:56 PM
Craig1 said
09:53 AM Jun 10, 2018
" Flat as a **** carters' hat " springs to mind.
My dad used to carry a large block of ice home in a spud bag, slung over his shoulder, one hand steering his push bike. The block was around 10kg, maybe mre 3/4 fille a real hessian spud bag.
All good roll models.
had no TV
had a party line phone
played cricket on the New England Highwayi
lived too far from town to go to the movies
had an outdoor long-drop dunny a mile (or seemed like it) up the back yard
got fresh veges delivered to the door by the "fruit & veg" man in hs truck
rode to school 7 miles on the highway
grabbed lifts with the "onion truck" up hills, by hanging onto the back of the trailer
smoked cork tips (unfiltered) on the way home from school
trapped and ate rabbits in next-door's paddock
went shooting rabbits with neighbours (who lived a mile away)
had my Dad as teacher through Primary school
and lived to tell the tale!
Remember the fruit and veg man
and also the general products (pre supermarket days) in an old bus...ya went in the front door, picked out what you wanted and paid as you went out the back door.
Also the mobile hairdresser who had an old barbers chair in the back of an old horse float he towed around.
The smell of fresh bread when the baker popped a loaf in the bread tin.
The cream on top of the milk under the silver foil cap & everyone in the house fighting to get it.
The oil truck filling the tank with oil for the oil heater.
Going down the shops & not having to lock the house up.
Dad just hooking up the filled up caravan with full water tanks; no electric brakes back in those days.
Cracker night.
Going to the shop after school & getting a huge bag of lollies for $0.02c
We had the wood heater before the oil one. Had to split the kindling with a small tomahawk & use newspaper to clean the glass in the door.
We have a breadmaker now. Love the smell of fresh bread!
Also remember dad going to the pub drive thru on a Friday at the end of the work week as they got the long necks out of the cooler boxes with the huge chrome handle.
Dad didn't get to the pub often (was at least 30 minute drive) but we had home made ginger beer - and probably more alcoholic than the bought stuff!
Both of us starting to show our age, huh? Glad to have made it to 70, given the shenannigans we got up to as young tackers!
Now that is another whole new thread on its own!
Spot on D D
I still remember the episode where Harold puts the swords through the door while the old man is in the bath
Love reading these type of threads,
Cheers, John
How about night carts ? https://www.google.com.au/amp/s/amp.dailytelegraph.com.au/news/nsw/australian-jobs-of-yesteryear-the-knocker-upper-the-dunny-man-and-the-town-husband/news-story/65aa43d5ece11c89f00e3af4182cdb59
-- Edited by Aus-Kiwi on Saturday 9th of June 2018 10:29:56 PM
My dad used to carry a large block of ice home in a spud bag, slung over his shoulder, one hand steering his push bike. The block was around 10kg, maybe mre 3/4 fille a real hessian spud bag.