I can remember more of my childhood than I can remember about last week. Sign of old age I guess. I’m going to write a list of some of the things I remember.
At primary school every afternoon we were all given a small bottle of milk with a little blue straw. In the Winter it was bloody lovely because it was nice and cold but in the Summer it was pretty rank. What happened to the milk men. I always remember the sound of the milk float coming down the street at some ungodly hour. We got so excited when they started selling orange juice in bottles too – we thought it was so exotic how funny. Finding holes in your milk bottle tops from the Blue Tits or frozen milk pushing out of the bottle.
Home Made Chips
I do feel sorry for this generation losing out on proper chips. My grandmother was a legend with her chip pan. She made the best chips I have ever tasted she probably used lard but God they were nice. Accompanied with my grandad’s home made pickled onions which blew your bloody head off.. along with his homemade toffee that broke your teeth.
I absolutely loved school dinners. My favourite was mash with cabbage and gravy I loved that. The pudding had to be iced sponge with pink custard. What happened to pink custard? bring it back. Talking of pink does anyone remember the pink panther chocolate bars? loved those too.
We were very lucky because at the end of my grandparents garden was a huge park; I mean really HUGE. All around the edge of the park was a brook which carried on throughout the village. Cosby will always be associated with happy memories for me. I would go to my grandmas on a Friday night after school and go home late Sunday. My sister and I would get our wellies out then venture out with our net on the end of a stick and a bucket. We used to go around the whole brook and would be out for hours collecting frogspawn, little fish, newts, we had the most exciting times back then. I’ll never forget my sister falling in though she got absolutely drenched from head to toe.
Fisher Price Toys
I had a lot of Fisher Price toys and god they were rebust they just didn’t seem to break no matter what you did with them. I remember I had a yellow house with a plastic fisher price family and bits and pieces for it I used to play with that for hours.
We didn’t have a lot of money but we had some great holidays camping. We did a lot of camping and a lot of it in Norfolk and also holidays down in Devon and Cornwall. Such beautiful beaches, collecting shells, rock pools, jumping over waves. Even today I still love camping but its been a while since I have done any. I think the last time was up in Northumberland which was a long time ago. I don’t know what it is but the food you make while camping tastes so good even a chicken and mushroom pot noodle is divine.
Hide and Seek
Oh god I used to love this. Trying to find the best place you could was just the best feeling ever when they couldn’t find you; especially when you could hear them getting frustrated.
Watching Top of the Pops
This was the one programe you had to watch without fail. Getting all excited when Adam Ant came on and shouting at the TV when it was Shaking Stevens or Cliff Richard. I remember telling my grandad that Boy George wasn’t a woman and he wouldn’t believe me.
Childrens TV was so good then. Clangers, Playschool, Mr Ben, Magic Roundabout, Blue Peter, Captain Caveman, Dasterdly and Mutley, Tom and Jerry, Top Cat, Hartly Hare, so many.
Recording the charts on a Sunday evening was the law amongst our circle of friends. Trying to press down at the exact right time so you didn’t get the DJ speaking was a skill back then equivalent to a black belt in karate but it had to be done.
Well that is some of my memories what about you? what memories do you have?
Have a lovely weekend guys and I’ll speak to you all on Monday