Monthly Archives: March 2014

Yes! I DO Remember!

I remember the cheese of my childhood,
And the bread that we cut with a knife,
When the children helped with the housework,
And the men went to work not the wife..

The cheese never needed a fridge,
And the bread was so crusty and hot,
The children were seldom unhappy
And the wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle,
With the yummy cream on the top,
Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from the fridge; in the shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn’t need money for kicks,
Just a game with their mates in the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where a pen’orth of sweets was sold
Do you think I’m a bit too nostalgic?
Or is it….I’m just getting old?

I remember the ‘loo’ was the lav,
And the bogy man came in the night,
It wasn’t the least bit funny
Going “out back” with no light.

The interesting items we perused,
From the newspapers cut into squares,
And hung on a peg in the loo,
It took little to keep us amused.

The clothes were boiled in the copper,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As Mum pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore
Anorexia and diets weren’t heard of
And we hadn’t much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

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Eldest Sister Dies


1930 – 2014

At 7.30am on Wednesday, 5th March, my eldest sister, Jeanne, passed away. Jeanne, being the eldest of 6 children, looked after us whilst our Mum had to go out to work, especially during the war years when things were very tough. Naturally, we were always hungry and my lasting memory is of Jeanne frying a slice of bread in dried egg powder, then cutting it up to share amongst us! And I shall never forget her buying a Mars bar, then proceeding to cut it up into 6 pieces to share. Kindness personified.

God Bless, Jeanne.

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