Toddlers aren't dress-up dolls. They really don't care what they're wearing so long as it's comfortable. At 2or3, they develop definite ideas about what they want to wear. This will have nothing to do with labels, but personal taste. As they get older, their parents will teach them about labels and clothing snobbery - or not.
Lego is very good for children, but it’s not throw a way stuff, it doesn’t break and it passes down the generations. @Dovefromabove. We had similar in a village near us in Kent, they made us a solid oak kitchen, beautiful craftsmanship. Someone else made those big rocking horses, now also passed down to my sons grandson.
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.
Washed a glass jar for recycling, it’s got a peel off plastic label, bag of caster sugar, plastic bag, says it’s waterproof, good, I can leave it out in the garden then. whats happened to paper, They want us to reduce our plastic waste, hows that work then.
I can vaguely remember grocers shops with big boxes of various dry goods which they would measure out and put into paper bags. That way you only bought what you actually wanted / needed. Now there's a radical idea.
That brought back a memory.
When I lived with my parents in South London I was at grammar school in the fifties, from the age of fourteen I had a Saturday and school holiday job at a town grocers.
Although supermarkets were starting to open, this was a busy conventional store with serve over counters, much like an old Home & Colonial.
In the sixties long after I moved away from London, it closed and they opened a big supermarket in the same town.
In my time it had sections for cheese, cooked meats, bacon and eggs, but for packaged grocery there was a long counter down one side of the store, where three girls served behind it finding the items each customer wanted and writing the prices down in a column on a pad and adding them up in their heads! They rang the total in their cash registers, there wer no receipts.
My job, together with a very attractive "Saturday girl" with whom I went out for a while, was mostly serving biscuits. There were very few packeted biscuits at the time.
These biscuits were loose in three sloping rows of a dozen biscuit tins. What the custonmer wanted we pulled out by hand, put in bags, weighed on a scale then took the money. No 'elf n' safety back then and no one complained or was the worse for for it.
I really enjoyed that job, I kept it until I left school to start work when I was seventeen. I'd earned enough money to buy my first electric guitar kit and four months after leaving school my first car.
Apart from my first job working in an office for four years, I was in retail management for three different companies, all my working life.
.when the tat finally arrives in January or February, will it still have the cachet it would have had in the run-up to Christmas? I think not. With any luck, shoppers won't still be paying next Christmas for tat they borrowed to buy this Christmas because it wasn't there to buy. ,
Toddlers aren't dress-up dolls. They really don't care what they're wearing so long as it's comfortable. At 2or3, they develop definite ideas about what they want to wear. This will have nothing to do with labels, but personal taste. As they get older, their parents will teach them about labels and clothing snobbery - or not.
Unfortunately, it seems they are to far too many parents these days. Spend hundreds, if not thousands, on a buggy which will get a couple of years use is just one example. The child, or more accurately the way it is 'presented', shows the standing of the parents financially. The problem with the family I'm referring to, she has said that she doesn't enjoy her job and would rather be home all day. She effectively blackmailed her husband into moving jobs from one he enjoyed, was well paid but meant he was working long hours to one with regular hours and a much lower wage. How they will cope when she does decide she's packing in the job worries me greatly. I know he should stand up to her but even her own mother describes her as wanting to be a princess and has given her husband the nickname of 'slave'.
Lego is very good for children, but it’s not throw a way stuff, it doesn’t break and it passes down the generations. @Dovefromabove. We had similar in a village near us in Kent, they made us a solid oak kitchen, beautiful craftsmanship. Someone else made those big rocking horses, now also passed down to my sons grandson.
Lego is a very educational toy.
In the late seventies our eldest son was still "playing" with it at the age of fourteen.
He eventually became a consultant engineer and has worked on big contracts all over the world.
Do you go round the shops re arranging the gnomes into dubious poses too @wild edges ? I know someone who does that with those mugs that have a single letter on them...
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I fear that the child will follow mum and have no respect for dad. Hope I'm proved wrong.
So do we. She was lovely before they actually go married, although alarm bells did ring after they got engaged on holiday. She was actually ringing venues before they returned home!
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@Dovefromabove. We had similar in a village near us in Kent, they made us a solid oak kitchen, beautiful craftsmanship. Someone else made those big rocking horses, now also passed down to my sons grandson.
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Unfortunately, it seems they are to far too many parents these days. Spend hundreds, if not thousands, on a buggy which will get a couple of years use is just one example. The child, or more accurately the way it is 'presented', shows the standing of the parents financially. The problem with the family I'm referring to, she has said that she doesn't enjoy her job and would rather be home all day. She effectively blackmailed her husband into moving jobs from one he enjoyed, was well paid but meant he was working long hours to one with regular hours and a much lower wage. How they will cope when she does decide she's packing in the job worries me greatly. I know he should stand up to her but even her own mother describes her as wanting to be a princess and has given her husband the nickname of 'slave'.
I know someone who does that with those mugs that have a single letter on them...
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
So do we. She was lovely before they actually go married, although alarm bells did ring after they got engaged on holiday. She was actually ringing venues before they returned home!