Front Parlour

[pendy]

Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington

Pendy....was the smell from when a lump of coal dropped on the coco matting?

I think it was just the hot coal on the metal shovel, Margaret, lovely and whiffy. I loved baking days, too, and the smell of an apple dumpling steaming in its cloth - oooh, me back teeth are standing in water!

[Margaret Pilkington]

Mine too Pendy...what did you have to go and do that for ?

[cashman]

me gran had a thick green table cloth on the front room table, what was that stuff called? can,t for the life remember.

[cashman]

me gran had a thick green table cloth on the front room table, what was that stuff called? can,t for the life remember.

[cashman]

oops,lolllll

[katex]

Originally Posted by cashman

me gran had a thick green table cloth on the front room table, what was that stuff called? can,t for the life remember.

Wasn't the baize, was it that is still used for covering tables for conferences ?

[cashman]

Originally Posted by katex

Wasn't the baize, was it that is still used for covering tables for conferences ?

not sure katex don,t ring a bell? but wouldn,t back against it, was very thick material was hoping i,d remember if somebody mentioned it? old age seems to be preventing this,lol

[katex]

Originally Posted by katex

Wasn't the baize, was it that is still used for covering tables for conferences ?

No, I'm wrong Cashman .. that 'aint it. Know what you mean though .. was used when table not in use, sometimes had a fringe around the edge .. got me going now

[Margaret Pilkington]

It was Chenille......they used to have door curtains made of similar stuff too...to keep the draughts down in winter.

[grannyclaret]

We must have been poor,i remember newspaper on the kitchen table/mangle....but the front room table was polished with bees wax

[Margaret Pilkington]

Yes, we had newspaper during the week but a cloth on Sunday. I once got a thick ear off my dad for trying to read the News of the World (it was upside down...so I was struggling) while having my tea.
The newspaper was also re-cycled into toilet paper...OK, I know this has nothing to do with front rooms.

[Ernie]

Good old days, I used to get the job of tearing the newspaper into squares and threading them onto a piece of string with the biggest needle you ever saw for hanging on the back of the door of the outdoor lav, and when the paper was used the string had to be untied and the process started again, my Gran never wasted anything we should be millionaires by now but we aren't.