Memories From Childhood

[curlyfries81]

What lovely things do you remember from your childhood that you just don't see today?

I remember going out picking elderberries to make wine for the "oldies", going to the shop for a 10p mix and taking the bottle back to the cornershop to get some pennies back.

I used to hate christmas pudding but remember the elation when I found 20p in the pudding. 

I remember going outside to play and joining in with all the other kids in the neighbourhood with skipping games and so on and then eventually being called in for my dinner - sadly those days are gone.

What are your fondest memories of childhood that you don't see any more?

[renegadefm]

Oh and Saturday mornings was a treat day for me and sister, so we would have a choice of chocolate bar, but only on Saturdays so I chose a Lion bar, can't remember what sis chose. 

We were never allowed sweets or confectionery in the week. 

 

[Ken4155]

One of the earlier answers reminded me of a time when a guy used to go from street to street on his horse-drawn carriage, in the evenings, selling 'torpedos' - similar to Cornish pasties. Depending on which street he began selling, the pasties were sometimes still warm enough to eat. If not, just a couple of mins in the oven would suffice.

This, of course, may just have been a 'Northern' thing?

[barry1010]

One of my favourite memories is waking up on Christmas morning and finding my present from Father Christmas on my bed (he only bought me one, the rest came from family, my parents weren't daft).  It was always the Broons or Oor Wullie annual (they were published in alternate years).  I could read it in bed but wasn't allowed up until I was called for breakfast. 

 

[david small]

The quietness when walking the streets on a Sunday morning. The smell of cabbage cooking from many households. The sound of family favourites on the several raidios.

[bhg481]

We had snow in the Ribble Valley every winter; I remember at primary school throwing snowballs at the kids from the local secondary school as they passed our playground on the way to their school.

My daughter was aged 7 before she saw any snow here in Berkshire.

[barry1010]

That's a point, david.  What have they done to cabbage, sprouts and cauliflower?  My clothes used to stink of them if the washing had been dried on the pulley in the kitchen, now they don't give off the same smells during cooking.

The smell was as distinctive as the fug of stale beer and cigarette smoke wafting out of the pub when it opened.