We had roses and bunny rabbit flowers [snap dragons], runner beans and those awful plastic weaved folding sun loungers, you would get stuck on them if hot in orange and torquise. No sun cream ever, my mum would sunbath with cooking oil on her. I also remember making those hanging potholders. We also had dried bull rushes in the hallway. Also had a dart board in the garden.
Ooh, @B3... hubby says thanks for the correction. However, he's puzzled by verse 2 because it doesn't fit the tune (which he says he's happy to sing to anyone who wants to listen! ) and doesn't rhyme with anything. Not just a musician but also a poet and a pedant.
Since 2019 I've lived in east Clare, in the west of Ireland.
@Ben Cotto, you're right, I hate to admit it but I'm a Grade 1 Baby Boomer!!!
What memories your list brings back.
It was coconut oil we used instead of sun tan cream. I used to absolutely fry for hours (I didn't ever burn). I well remember laying on a sunbed in the garden completely surrounded by clothes airers draped with towels ( I used to sunbathe nude) and hearing my young son, saying to his mates, sshhh, you mustn't look round there, my mummy's got no clothes on!).
@BenCotto - oh yes - all of those! How anyone found Mr Pastry or Harry Worth funny I have no idea. And yes, we did call people common - especially the girls from over the road who went into town with curlers in their hair, covered with a headscarf. Also eating or drinking or even smoking in the street (not that we children smoked. Well, maybe my brother, behind the bike sheds). But this was more the 50s than the 70s.
Came to London from NZ in 1971 and was introduced to spam as meat in Toad in the Hole by our 2 English flatmates! Salad was tasteless lettuce leaves with vinegar as the dressing. The strikes of winter 1971/1972 we would just get in for 6.30pm, starving and off would go the electricity until 9.30. Luckily we had a gas stove.
By 1973 I was wearing Oxford Bags and tight jumpers and of course those great platform shoes (we were told that we would have curvature of the spine) and the miniest skirts - even in those cold winter mornings standing on the front of the platform for the train.
I loved every minute of it! T-Rex, Glitter, Bowie ... now that was music!
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What memories your list brings back.
It was coconut oil we used instead of sun tan cream. I used to absolutely fry for hours (I didn't ever burn). I well remember laying on a sunbed in the garden completely surrounded by clothes airers draped with towels
( I used to sunbathe nude) and hearing my young son, saying to his mates, sshhh, you mustn't look round there, my mummy's got no clothes on!).
By 1973 I was wearing Oxford Bags and tight jumpers and of course those great platform shoes (we were told that we would have curvature of the spine) and the miniest skirts - even in those cold winter mornings standing on the front of the platform for the train.
I loved every minute of it! T-Rex, Glitter, Bowie ... now that was music!