I got my arm stuck when I was 36.  MIL outside laundry. Didn't know how to release it.  

DEB

Was it the Canadian 3 step?  And mum stayed up all the previous night to finish your frock.  You got to the "social" and realized it was 15 years out of date and only the guy with the worst acne would dance with you.

DEB

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@boris1gary wrote:

and we used to have to stand up for God Save the Queen at the pictures.

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When I became an adult and grew a brain, I refused to stand up.

writing on a slate, from that we graduated to a pen with a nib and inkwells and a blotter.

Big school bell.

no school uniforms

Called the teacher ...Miss/Mrs/Mr.....Smith.

Mothers made meals from scratch, also cakes and biscuits.

Had to sharpen pencils in a thingo with a handle to turn.

my mother had to make starch to put on my fathers shirts.

Remember, Choo Choo bars, Bubble Gum.

I went to school  in Adelaide boys and girls had to learn to sew and to knit.........I still have what I made in sewing class....a hot water bottle cover.

The box-pleat serge grey uniform had to be no higher than 2" above the floor when you knelt.

Brim of the hat down (no Dick Tracy lookalikes.)

Socks turned down.  (I ran into the Girls Mistress many many years later and the first thing I did was to check that my socks were down!!!!)

I wonder how long before we classify an iron as a remember when??I haven`t ironed anything in about 5 years and my daughters don`t use one either..lol

what is this thing you call ironing, Nic?........LOL!

lloyds, I think it was the Canadian 3 step, I was given a choice of usually 3 dresses (all of which i hated) and as i was a total tomboy as a kid only the boys that were my friends would dance with me, while I would always have a secret crush on some other boy who would never dance with a "freckle face". I still have those freckles which i love.