Thinking all the way back to the innocence of youth, Dusty’s song came to mind
Tongue and groove pine on walls and even ceilings, Some was even painted! Yet another extreme fire hazard.
I had neighbours who had tongue and groove along the walls of their hallway, varnished in mahogany and a dropped ceiling with polystyrene tiles (like the ones a lot of offices use to have). When they sold up, the first thing the new owners did was remove it all.
What? You mean like this?
… or this
(don’t know why it looks pink, it isn’t)
As my whole house, except for the metal roof, is made of wood I doubt it adds anything to the fire hazard
On the bright side the ceiling and some of the walls are fibro cement which contains asbestos and doesn’t burn at all
Sounds like our house.
We don’t care if it is pink we are all broadminded here.
The Provi (Provident) man, Mr Garside, he used to come every Friday for my mum and dads payment, I used to look forward to him coming because he always had a Rileys Chocolate Toffee in his pocket for me, Also Mr Thomas the insurance man would come for his money on a Friday evening too,
I think I have probably posted this before.
We lived on a farm in a fairly isolated place. To give context my school was six miles away and that was less than 4,000 population. So we had groceries delivered to our house weekly.
And the cycle has been revisited. We now get our groceries to our door - sixty later.
Complete families unfortunately.
To add to that Danny, if I may:
Complete families all sitting together while having their meals together.
That’s mostly all gone now the way people lead their busy, busy lives.
If people are too busy to sit down for a meal together, they need to re-evaluate their lives, frankly. Just my opinion…
Couldn’t agree with you more PixieKnuckles. Working people and their busy, busy lives seem to prevent what used to be usual in my life. When I know that some people are getting up at around 05.00am to get to work and not returning home until early that evening I know they need to evaluate their lives but that seems how some people live nowadays.
Our work / life balance seems to be all wrong as it’s ‘living to work’ rather than the ideal ‘working to live’ which seems to be the Australian way. I learned about this from relatives who have lived in Australia for around 60 years, life is totally different there from us here in the UK. They seem ‘different’ and happier people for that too – life as it used to be and should be, perhaps?
I haven’t read all this thread but was going to say a mincer but someone has done that. Then I thought of a huge hairdryer that was on a shoulder strap with a big blowup hood. Mine was a Remington and it was cream and orange in colour in a cream case.
What about a toasting fork? We loved it when our Dad showed us how to do this and my own kids loved it too. My son had never seen a coal fire until he saw Grandad’s and we still tease him because he was about 3 and watched him making up the fire and said “Grandad why are you putting stones on the fire.”
Tea trolley? My Mum won one for selling loads of Tupperware and it was her pride and joy. never used for tea but it became her “office.” Diaries, pens, writing paper, stamps, appointment cards, birthday lists etc were all stored on it.
Churchill hated the thought of having a Jerry under his bed
Oh Yes!
Conversations. Normal, everyday, face to face,. spoken conversations. So much time spent on mobile phones, laptops, ipads etc. Even greetings cards are becoming obsolete. A few quick words on Facebook, or a short text message, that’ll do.
In the 90’s it seemed like everyone was making space for a desktop computer; in a spare room, under the stairs or in the corner of the sitting room.
Circa 1985 I had an Amstrad PCW951, it had a b/w screen, no internet and came with a daisy wheel printer. I thought it was wonderful. In the 90’s I had a HP desktop with internet, a colour screen and an inkjet printer which was even more wonderous.
Today, I would struggle to find anyone I know, other than those working from home, who has a desktop computer and desk at home. I now have a tablet and a laptop which I generally use when I am sitting on the sofa!
Father Christmas. Dozens of them in stores around the world but never in my home.
I have to say, I force conversation, and the Kids introduce side issues and Mrs Spitty does what she does best.

Mrs Spitty does what she does best.
Rolls her eyes and puts the kettle on
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.