thefishfryer
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it's not like i can look back and choose to find a memory from those times, they're more just imprints and no amount of searching for others has ever rendered fruit
the teething one, i know i was standing in a cot with black painted frame (probably lead paint, lol) and can re-experience that sense of some particular visuals but more the sensation of how good it felt on hot, itching gums to be gnawing on those bars! and the feel of the mattress underfoot and gripping onto the bars... but mostly the mouth thing. And the light was yellowish, afternoon sun through drawn curtains, no one else in the room as far as i know but maybe there was. Woke up from a naptime, i guess.
the earliest though, is that summer time one... i'm in my pram, mum in a mini dress chatting with a friend... friend's hair piled up high. No sense of sound or words or meaning. I'm laying face up in my pram (i loved that pram), bare legs and feet waving in the air (felt lovely) green inner canopy of a broiderie anglais-covered sun shade, then being fixated on the broiderie anglais edging: the blue sky through it.. then the expanse of blue as i must have changed my viewpoint: such a deep, intense, pure blue. Not a cloud, just this sensation of falling, upwards, into the blue, feeling such a part of it, and i know it's very weird but the strongest feeling of love/contentment that few moments have ever matched!
I know what the pram looked like cos I saw my sisters in it but I don’t have any recollection of being it. Anyway after two years my first sister came along and that was the end of my occupation of it.When I hear pigeons cooing it sometimes takes me back to lying in my pram on a warm sunny day listening to the sound of their calls. I couldn't have been more than a year or so old.
My pram was like that. I imagine it had been used for my older siblings. As I recall you could open the well and a child could sit at each end.Pram? My mother had a secondhand 1930s deep pram designed with a removable board so that as the child grew a board could be removed and the child could sit up as if in a pushchair.
In theory, you could sit a child at either end and there were two hoods to keep the children dry.My pram was like that. I imagine it had been used for my older siblings. As I recall you could open the well and a child could sit at each end.
I don't think we ever had coal in the pram, maybe a sack of potatoes. Our coal was delivered by horse and cart, they'd pour a sack or two down our coal-hole into our cellar. My mother would take a shovel and collect the horse droppings for the garden.In theory, you could sit a child at either end and there were two hoods to keep the children dry.
But my siblings were older and too large. If the lower part was full of coal, even one child was uncomfortable.
that's how i remember this one, though that actual memory comes more from seeing it used for my younger brothers, so outside, not in... of course, when we were walking and they were in the pram, i was always good and held onto the side of the handle.My pram was like that. I imagine it had been used for my older siblings. As I recall you could open the well and a child could sit at each end.
Absolutely, every child over the age of about five seemed to know how to make a go-cart out of a few bits of wood, pram wheels, and a piece of rope. There seemed to be an endless supply of old pram wheels available.We used to use the pram wheels to make go carts
dutch arrows???Dutch arrows and winter warmers?
Were they sweets? I remember winter mixture.Dutch arrows and winter warmers?
Yes. I bought one sixpenny stamp a week and deposited a full book in my Post Office savings account which I later used when Youth Hostelling.I'd forgotten the Green Shield Stamps.
Remember the National Savings Stamps that we were encouraged to buy at school in the 1950's
I did a google on them and NS&I are prepared to redeem them at face value. Very big of them as their market value is around £5Yes. I bought one sixpenny stamp a week and deposited a full book in my Post Office savings account which I later used when Youth Hostelling.
I remember Gamages had that system. My friend and I used to get the trolley bus during the holidays to visit their toy department and see the famous model train display.Does anyone remember when all money was handled in the cashier's box in a store? The shop assistant would put the handwritten bill and your money in a screw-topped container, attach it to a wire, pull a handle to send it flying across teh ceiling and the receipted bill and any change would be sent back.
Later, some stores changed that to pneumatic tubes. The shop assistants were not considered trusted enough to handle money or to do the mental arithmetic necessary.