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From: "Delia Gleave" <d@deliagleave.f9.co.uk>
Subject: Re: Halloween trouble - now known as "in the good old days"!
Date: Mon, 1 Nov 2004 11:02:47 -0000
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I'm having real trouble keeping out of this thread, because husband and I
are real "grumpy old men" about this!

Help me, help me - should we, do you think, start a new one about "in the
good old days" without actually mentioning the current nuisances? My own
childhood was in the fifties [the nineteen fifties, that is] in rural
Bedfordshire, but there was so little choice of things then that it was
almost identical to husband's childhood in Clacton-on-Sea [there - got an
Essex link in, phew].

Feel free to chuck me off the list but I'll try setting us off with:

Sundays - sounds of lawn-mowing, Mum sharpening the carving-knife on the
back doorstep, two-way family favourites on the radio, being allowed to beat
the Yorkshire Pudding mixture and that "vlap, vlap" sound the back of the
wooden spoon made in it.

Tuesdays - market-day along our High Street and the men who used to shout
their "catch-phrases"

Saturdays - Dad going to Luton Town home matches while Mum and I went
shopping. Oh that dreadful smell, brewery and fish-market combined. I
don't know how I wasn't poorly.

November - watching all the fireworks from inside the kitchen because the
bangers frightened me - we used to be able to buy ones that didn't bang
then - Mount Vesuvius, Roman Candles.

Ah well, back to the gin!

Delia



<snip> What happened to peaceful country villages?
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