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Originally Posted by Gordon Booth
Even in the 50s my grandparents, although they obviously had electric lighting, still had the 'fantail' gas lights in some rooms. They hardly ever used them but when lit they burned white and gave the rooms a lovely soft light like candlelight.
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My gran had them upstairs in her house on Victoria St. up until the mid-fifties ...
And I remember those wonderful cast iron fireplaces, with the warming ovens, and the thingimajig that you put the kettle on .... I think that the world as we knew it really started to head down the tubes when folks tore those wonderful things out and put the dinky little tiled monstrosities in ... or maybe the beginning of the end was the dumping of toasting forks in favour of electric toasters
