on โ16-11-2014 12:11 PM
โ16-11-2014 02:07 PM - edited โ16-11-2014 02:07 PM
@imastawka wrote:S****** - I am OLD
Not that old apparently..........you're quoting dollars and cents.
Woe is me
Think decimal came in when I was about 7 or 8, (this is in NZ) not really sure to be honest.....obviously I am old enough to have a memory problem !!
on โ16-11-2014 02:14 PM
@2106greencat wrote:Was that a rolling rack harley - our corner store had one, like lots of rolling pins lined up to make it easy to slide the items along.......
I had forgotten that...
Sugar - so had I.
And a packer - we were so spoilt.
I also remember a flat bed truck with huge silver scales would cruise the street at the same time every week.
All the fruit, veg, salads etc.
Put straight into your basket - no placky bags - didn't even have to leave home.
With the price of petrol these days - we could probably afford - a tomato.
on โ16-11-2014 02:18 PM
I remember taking a billy can to the dairy to buy the milk.
The man would measure out the milk into the billy can.
Icecreams in a cone were 1 penny or a baby cone were a half penny.
on โ16-11-2014 02:20 PM
@cmcoins2000 wrote:
@2106greencat wrote:Was that a rolling rack harley - our corner store had one, like lots of rolling pins lined up to make it easy to slide the items along.......
I had forgotten that...
Sugar - so had I.
And a packer - we were so spoilt.
I also remember a flat bed truck with huge silver scales would cruise the street at the same time every week.
All the fruit, veg, salads etc.
Put straight into your basket - no placky bags - didn't even have to leave home.
With the price of petrol these days - we could probably afford - a tomato.
I used to take the list to the shop with my mum, wait for them to pack it, then we would get a taxi home, after we had a milkshake at the cafe.
The baker delivered with a horse and cart and the milkman had a van, the milk came in a big vat and was pailed into our enamel milk bucket.
My grandfather used to go on Saturday morning to the butcher and carry home a half sheep on his shoulder, in a big calico bag.
on โ16-11-2014 02:22 PM
@grandmoon wrote:I remember taking a billy can to the dairy to buy the milk.
The man would measure out the milk into the billy can.
Icecreams in a cone were 1 penny or a baby cone were a half penny.
Then you also remember 'bullets' - licorice & chocolate.
A huge 8 a penny - went a long way.
I also bet you remember listening to the radio.
I used to race home from school for another episode of 'Tarzan'.
OOOOOOAAAAAAAGGGGGG - however he used to yodel at the beginning.
on โ16-11-2014 02:23 PM
I lived rural so fruit and vege were grown on our property, but I do remember the milk man - we had tokens to put in our empty bottles and left them at the end of the driveway and would have fresh milk delivered daily (not on weekend, hence the trip to the dairy).
Most likely woudn't have worked over here with the heat, by the time you got your bottles from the end of the drive they would have curdled!
In good old NZ, you were happy when they weren't frozen!
Which sparks another memory, breaking the ice on the chooks and dogs water containers......bbbrrrrr.
But honestly, what a fun, fresh, clean and happy childhood I remember, no video games, just make your own fun. Run/bike/ride around in the daylight and go to bed when it was dark.
I wouldn't want to be without the technology of today, we all have to grow and change, but I am glad I have memories of the simpler times.
on โ16-11-2014 02:25 PM
@azureline** wrote:
@cmcoins2000 wrote:
@2106greencat wrote:Was that a rolling rack harley - our corner store had one, like lots of rolling pins lined up to make it easy to slide the items along.......
I had forgotten that...
Sugar - so had I.
And a packer - we were so spoilt.
I also remember a flat bed truck with huge silver scales would cruise the street at the same time every week.
All the fruit, veg, salads etc.
Put straight into your basket - no placky bags - didn't even have to leave home.
With the price of petrol these days - we could probably afford - a tomato.
I used to take the list to the shop with my mum, wait for them to pack it, then we would get a taxi home, after we had a milkshake at the cafe.
The baker delivered with a horse and cart and the milkman had a van, the milk came in a big vat and was pailed into our enamel milk bucket.
My grandfather used to go on Saturday morning to the butcher and carry home a half sheep on his shoulder, in a big calico bag.
'Those days are gone my friend.'.
'We hoped they'd never end'.
????Warm milk in bottles at school - YAAAAA.
With special lids for special occasions - Christmas - Holly with Berries.
on โ16-11-2014 02:27 PM
on โ16-11-2014 02:31 PM
I remember the baker delivering with his horse and cart, the milkman came during the night so we didn't see him. We also had the man who delivered the wood and coal during the winter and he also delivered the ice as well, I remember him giving us big chips of ice to suck in the hot weather.
on โ16-11-2014 02:35 PM
I also bet you remember listening to the radio.
Wireless, Helen, wireless!