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Yes well remember the warm milk in the 'summer' months.
Delivered in the early hours we did not get to drink kit until about 1100 hours, having been kept in the warm corridors until needed.
Maybe that is why I have not drunk any of the stuff since 1960.
A pint of beer that seems a distant memory, just like
coming home eventually off a long trip. Cheers to
one and all.
Victoria, that all reminds me much of older times and my home town:
Cutting a short story long that seems to become the norm now as I get older, We had no Mc. Donalds etc then, Whimpy for your burgers was more day time and on a special occasion us kids in tow, dad away again. Mum, with kids in tow would carry our saucepans up Tombo to the Blue Cafe.
A pot for Curry, another for rice. Our youngest with his sospan fach, possibly for chips, I forget all now.
But remember most the earliest takeaway in Barry, take your own saucepan and lids to the Blue Caf.
Research now tells another tale, the cafe was notorious in it's day for an illicit still and gambling in it's day.
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Keith.
why did we all call porridge 'bergoo'?
## 45 World Wide Words: Burgoo, it’s really Burgoo
Probably because no one could pronounce the Scottish name for porridge.
Des
A couple more to stir the mind.
'You wonder where the Yellow went when you brush your teeth with Pepsodent'
'Brylcream, a little dab will do you'
"The Esso sign means happy motoring'
Ref post 1: Just seen this thread, thanks John many memories for me there, can add a few more from 40s to mid 50s that some may remember.
Wartime, An aunt gave me a a a green clockwork railway engine with two coaches and a circle of track, I was about 3 years old, tin, air raid sirens
bombing Morison airad shelter and house bombed, being relocated, D Day celebrations. Post War: Back to our old home that was repaired, seeing
my dad for the first time when I was 7, he had come home after being demobbed and was wearing a brown pinstriped demob suit.Moved to a larger
house around the corner using a hand cart, my own bedroom at last and a bathroom/toilet, many items were made from Bakelite ie electrical plugs
and adapters, radio/ no TV then, Eveready batteries, radio progs like music while you work, Tommy Handle's ITMA, Dick Barton,and Paul Temple, playing with lead soldiers, cap guns etc, home from school, clean out fire places chop firewood lay new fires, bring in coal and coke, ight fire and range. Playtime bamboo canes for bows and arrows, street games? too many to name, at christmas time, candles on a reai tree, pillowcase with an orange an apple some nuts and a Beano/Dandy annual. wi sweets Bullseyes, Humbugs, Aniseed balls, Sherbet sucked up through a liqorish tube, so many, penny for the guy, carul singing, and soapbox trolley's, up the Ally Pally for roller skating, boxing club, boating lake and fair ground, summertime to the open air lido at Tottenham great times there.Wood Green Empire was built as a music hall/vaudiville in the early 1900s it was a 15 minute walk from our house I saw a pantomime there when I was nine, I was amazed at all the polished brass and red carpets, gold painted cherubs and ornate plaster work arond the walls and ceiling, there was twocircles and we used the lower one, as I got older I saw many good acts there performed by well known people of the day, my dad saw an act therein 1917 when a man dressed as a chinese man was shot and killed, his act was to catch a bullet in his teeth but it all went wrong on this niht, it seems the rifle'sfiring mechanism had been altered to fire the gun without releasing the bullet, the man involved was an American whos stage name was Chung Ling Soo, when his assistant fired the rifle the bullet hit him in his chest, at the inquest it was said that the cause of the accident was the gun had not been maintained and a build up of gunpowder allowed the bullet to fire properly, another thing I remember was Spouters Cornr in th High Rd, since the 19th century it was used for people to air their views, my dad went there for a lauhgh, just like I did, but that was in the days of free speech when anybody could speak their mind, and not just the certain few that we seem to have today, couple more,
paper airplanes, kite flying and balsa wood aircaft kits covered with tissue paper took them to the park to fly , cheers.
The radio reminds me, we had a wet battery which had to be taken to the shop for recharging.
Then we got something called a triclcharger so no more to the shop.
Watched the Queen's coronation on a 12 inch TV owned by the lady in the flat below.
When we got our first we thought we were in heaven it was a 17 inch one in about 1955.
Then the transistor came out and all the radios changed again.
Many school boys had Crystal radios in those days, you can still get them on e/bay for about £10.