Ontos45 wrote:

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In another topic -more profit for Woolies - some of us talked about times gone by, so I thought I'd open this.

These are all things "I" remember not just heard.

When our hogget chops ( lamb dear even then) where cooked in dripping or lard,  

Had to be "Two Tooth Hogget"  anything else was too tough.

Mum cooked the Sunday dinner in 100F heat and Dad made the gravy from the meat juices, 

Yep

Vegies were fresh from the Chinese garden - no blood and bone fertilizer used. 

No chinese garden near us, our veg was delivered by the Fruiterer every Saturday morning. Still remember spuds 2/- for 20lb

You could get a penny worth of broken biscuits and a pennies worth of nails,  

Yep

The Dunnyman, the milkman and the iceman,

 No Dunnyman for us, we had the luxury of inside loo. No plumbed hot water though, only a Chip Heater that served the bath & shower.

The Commonwealth Bank sent a representative to your school and gave out money boxes coloured like a bank. When you took it first time to the bank, the teller smiled, opened it with a huge opener, counted it by hand, then gave you your first bank book,  

and the rep came back every week to collect & record your sixpence.

Bikes only had back-peddle brakes not gears,  

Or, in my case, no brakes, just a fixed sprocket,  when the wheels turned so did the pedals,

You played cricket in the street and it was a community effort to build the bonfire on the vacant lot for Empire Night,  

Yep

1/3 of a pint hot milk a day at play lunch provided by the Government,  

Yep

Cream buns and jam along with pies at the school tuck shop,   

Yep

PT - physical torture - compulsory at school, (PE now)    

Yep

The pubs closed at 6pm so Dad participated in the 6 o'clock swill....buying multiple beers at 5.30pm and having 1/2 hour after close to finish them,  

Yep

No women in Public Bars and no men in the Ladies Lounge unless escorting a lady,   

Yep

Take-away beer came in "tallies" or "long necks",  

Yep

No butcher opened Saturday but you had 2 mail deliveries a day and 1 on Saturday,   

Yep

No TV only radio shows like - Pick a Box, Jack Davey, Porcia Faces Life and kids laid on the floor Sundays listening to Charly Chuckles read the Sunday comics.

Yep

Must be many more I've forgotten. Do I miss that simpler life....yes?  

Yep

No, I'm not a Luddite. I use modern technology but only what I want to use, not what I'm expected to have to keep up with trends.

 

Peter

 

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-- Edited by Delta18 on Wednesday 30th of October 2013 01:09:59 PM

Peter - you must have experienced all that in Sydney because I know them all....Sargents meat pies...Sharpes ginger beer....etc etc.

Yes...junior school in Eden N.S.W. then when we had to sell property so Dad could attend Repat. Hospital, Punchbowl Boys High School till went to apprenticeship.

Peter

Some more (distant) memory joggers:

Sweet cigarettes;
Coffee shops with juke boxes;
Home milk delivery in glass bottles (silver or gold foil tops);
Newsreels before the movie at the cinema;
TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until transmissions resumed
the next morning;
Peashooters;
33 RPM records;
45 RPM records;
78 RPM records;
Metal ice trays with levers;
Blue flashbulbs for your camera;
Cork popguns;
Wash tub wringers;
Old lemonade or beer bottle which had a rubber stopper in the top with holes in it used to sprinkle water
onto the ironing (no steam irons then);
Trouser leg clips for bicycles without chain guards;
Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner, then dipped in muriatic acid to clean the tip (and inhale the fumes!).

And on the automotive front:

Headlight dip switches on the floor;
Vacuum-powered wipers that went like the clappers when you were waiting in traffic, then crawled across the windscreen
like an arthritic snail when you were on the move;
Semaphore indicators (VW Beetles come to mind);
Buses with a mechanical hand that popped out from near the driver's window to indicate if the bus was stopping (fingers
pointing up) or turning right (hand rotated 90 degrees so the fingers pointed to the right);
Similarly, trucks had a long metal tube about four feet long (no metrics in this era) attached to the driver's door with a
mechanical hand at the end which the driver lifted to a horizontal position to indicate a stop or right-hand turn.

I grew up in the 50s and 60s - started at Punchbowl Boy's High the year after Peter (Ontos45) left.

Our nightcart man delivered all his goods to the local Chinese market gardens,so tonights brussle sprouts became tomorrows cabbages.

Ontos45 wrote:

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In another topics -more profit for Woolies - some of us talked about times gone by, so I thought I'd open this."............................................

Vegies were fresh from the Chinese garden - no blood and bone fertilizer used.

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Pete

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 Nah, they used "night soil".

tried recently to explain that to the grand niece, who was horrified! 

hako wrote:

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Peter, Gary and JPW50 - I knocked round in Campsie, Canterbury and Hurlstone Park in the era you lot were - bet your bottom dollar our paths crossed many a time. My best mate, Johnny Brisbane, lived in Highclere st Punchbowl.....wonder what happened to him.

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 I lived in Wilbur Street, Greenacre hako.  Used to get train to Punchbowl Boys High from Lakemba Station.

Probably played football against you and Gary. Remember the "grasshoppers" from Wiley Park Girls School?

Gary, my first car was an English Mayflower with the sharp corners. Drove that until I got a VW Kombi from my first job after end of apprenticeship (typewriter, calculator and adding machine mechanic).

JPW50 and I belong to the Facebook page for Punchbowl Boys High and strange names now...lol...but some beaut pics from our era posted. Sometimes wonder what happened to some of the boys, but many ended up in Nam.

They complain about class sizes now, our school built for 800, had 1200 boys and 40+ in a class nothing, but teachers all ex-WW2 even our Geography female teacher was a layer on a Boffers anti-aircraft gun in Darwin during the Jap raids. Learnt a lot from people who had been there, even a fighter pilot from the Battle of Britain. Old man ex 6th Div. armour, in Nth. Africa and then New Guinea.

Peter

Peter

Any of you blokes use "bunger guns"?....put a penny bunger in the barrel of a pushbike pump barrel and a marble or steel ball in front of the bunger. They go through paling fences no problem. We had 'wars' with a gang from Hurlstone Park up near Hoyts picture show. We lived down near Cooks River and most blocks were large - many had tennis courts that wher hired out of a nite and at weekends. That's when we won the Davis Cup.
An old bloke up the road from us had a letterbox that was a copy of his house....really neat with peaked roof and windows. It went one night with a mighty bang. That's one of the things I most regret doing back then.