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My nana used to sit so close to the fire it would burn the skin on her shins while she smoked 40 a day and drank sherry. Only used to move to go to the bingo or for supplies.
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I cannot remember watching the television back in the 70’s visiting my grandparents.Always seemed to have the snooker on
Aye my parents did as well for years. Absolutely no idea why eitherI wonder why our grandparents bought the Scottish Post? Did anyone else's? Seems a bit odd. Was this a done thing years ago?
Just posted this n'all. Strange, wasn't it?
Hate rhubarb. My Granda had it in his garden. We'd get a massive piece and dip it in sugar. Rank. Even worse was when my Nana made it into crumble. Just bitter pink slop with some tasty crumble on top.
Aye my parents did as well for years. Absolutely no idea why either
Nanas (Hylton Lane) Homemade butter and bread, immaculate gardens front and back, knocks at the back door and whispering going on ( I think she was a money lender, definitely had something going on with Joplings money), Saturday nights tucked up on the settee watching Dixon Of Dock Green and Showjumping.
Nanas (Shields) Chain smoking, sending me to Seppy Bartrams for tabs on tick, hurling racist abuse at the coloured Insurance man
There’s a house near me with a coal fire - sends me back to my grandparent’s house every time I get a whiff of it.Funny how odd objects / smells / sounds can remind you of them past times. Happy and sad at the same time.
Them brushing their teeth with salt, no toothpaste.
A great big coal-fired range with an oven adjacent to the coal fire, with dampers and brass fittings etc
Watching Sir Winston Churchill’s funeral on the telly.
Being taken to the launch of a ship called the Borgsten
Smell of Geraniums in the porch waiting for the bus to come up Sea Road
Grandad’s pocket watch in his waistcoat.
Villa orange pop kept in the under stairs cupboard.
Snowball cakes from Milburns
Grandma chopping up mint from the rockery and making mint sauce.
Grandad laughing at my cousins yellow bubble car
A feeling of being safe as a little kid with two lovely people
Happy times
This has brought another memory up, my nana had carrier bags full of embassy tokens behind her chair. Nee the wonder she didn’t get to 70. My mam looks way younger than my nana did and she’s nearly 80.Pottery shire horse on display
bit related - they collected cigarette tokens and bought us christmas presents from a catalogue with them
never knew mine both died shortly after I was bornThought this might be a nice trip down memory lane thread.
Cucumber sandwiches.
Grange Hill.
A toy farm.
My own shed.
Lots of browns/beige colours.