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Turtle · 03-02-2014, 11:58

If I was asked by a young person of today, I would like to share with them:

A special treat was eating the sugar butty I was given to feed the coal man's horse. Bread, butter and white sugar were more plentiful than apples or carrots.

A regular sound on the street was the shout of the Rag and Bone man with his horse and cart. It sounded something like: "Rag'nBoannnnn!" In those days everything was used, mended and re-used until it was only fit for this man and his horse and cart to pick up.

When I lived in Heights Cottages up Sandy Lane, the only source of hot water was from an immersion heater over the kitchen sink. Bath time for me was sitting on the draining board with my feet in the sink. No hour long soaks in a nice deep tub.

The school I attended had a strict dress code: girls were not allowed to wear pants, irregardless of the cold knees in winter. They had to, however, run around outside in navy cotton knickers for gym class.

More will come to me later...

03-02-2014, 11:58	#4
Turtle Full Member Join Date: May 2012 Location: The land of the Canucks Posts: 1,648 Blog Entries: 28 Liked: 1626 times Rep Power: 19795	Re: What memories would you liked to of shared?? If I was asked by a young person of today, I would like to share with them: A special treat was eating the sugar butty I was given to feed the coal man's horse. Bread, butter and white sugar were more plentiful than apples or carrots. A regular sound on the street was the shout of the Rag and Bone man with his horse and cart. It sounded something like: "Rag'nBoannnnn!" In those days everything was used, mended and re-used until it was only fit for this man and his horse and cart to pick up. When I lived in Heights Cottages up Sandy Lane, the only source of hot water was from an immersion heater over the kitchen sink. Bath time for me was sitting on the draining board with my feet in the sink. No hour long soaks in a nice deep tub. The school I attended had a strict dress code: girls were not allowed to wear pants, irregardless of the cold knees in winter. They had to, however, run around outside in navy cotton knickers for gym class. More will come to me later...