I"m SICK to death of the posts going backwards!!!!


but then I just realised I hadn't signed in.....so hope that's fixed it!

 


I've thought about THE SILENT GENERATION title & reckon it could also be because, in those days, we kids were told not to speak unless spoken to first, but speak when you're spoken to, watch your manners, say please & thank you, look where you are going, respect your elders, give your tram seat to an older person, eat all your vegies, pick up after yourself, & so the list goes on. I think all that discipline never hurt us.


I agree with you 100% Joy....and don't forget when a child finished their meal they asked....may I leave the table please?


 


As for the adults being silent, they were too busy just trying to survive and improve their lives. They were not into whining, complaining, being aggressvie to their neighbours, complaining about food shortages and using food coupons,or taking people to court for petty reason.


All this without household appliances, or accessible birth control (I wonder where the expression 'tied to the kitchen stove with a belly full of arms and legs' came from) 


Right after the war, with the housing shortages, and so many returned soldiers getting married, they thanked their lucky stars if they found a furnished garage to rent, and they saved for years for a deposit on a very humble home.


Boy, we sure have it easy today compared with those days.


 

yay.....that's the secret.....sign in before you try to post...thank goodness


yay.....that's the secret.....sign in before you try to post...thank goodness




I had the same problem yesterday, my OH had been on my computer & I accused him of doing something.........but it was only that I hadnt signed in.

local shopkeepers used to give free stuff to kids...like the butcher who used to give me a free RAW sausage....which I loved...yukko today....and fresh baked bread and rollls...the smell was divine

One for the Blokes.


The bits of cardboard-held on by pegs,


rubbing on the spokes-made a lot of noise -


My older brother used to slap me -because


it was his bike-:_|.


Richo.


 

huge hugs to you Joybar xxx♥

4 kids shared 1 bike, and I don't ever recall any fights over whose turn it was to ride the bike.:^O



What about the stilts we made, mine were so high I had to climb onto the verandah to get on them :^O

We made our stilts from 2 tin cans with holes in the sides and rope through the holes.  I wasn't so far to fall.


 


And the billy carts our grandfather made out of a wooden fruit box and wheels from an old pram.

Loving all the walks down memory lane.........remember learning to make my first garment on a treadle machine......and then being allowed to use the first electric sewing machine a borletti....that borletti is still going strong at my friends home lol




I still have an Elna that was bought for me by my grandparents when i was 16 still sews wonderfully:)