Bidding you all a wonderful weekend
Them were the days
Mother placed a kettle on to the stove and pans of water
So you could bathe in a huge tin bath in front of the fire
When you could go to the corner shop and buy 1 penny sweets
Arrowbars, Black Jacks, Sherbit dips and more
Them were the days
Fighting who would take the bottles back
to receive the penny's paid for them
Riding up and down on a 3 wheeler bike, a buggy cart made from
orange box and old pram wheels
Played hopscotch, tiggy it, hide and seek, cowbows and indians
Two ball against the wall
Them were the days
Making a fire was a fete of its own
Firewood or fire lighters if you could afford it
Twisted newspapers, black jet coal
a shuvel up againts the grate, newspaper to draw the flames
Didn’t it nearly always catch fire?
Them were the days
Mother stood up against the fireside
skirt slightly lifted
warming the backs of her legs
Corn beef legs
Them were the days
No TV, no phone, no mobile
No computers.
You made your own entertainment
Knitting
Reading
Puzzles
Embroidery
Played the piano in the parlour
Have we lost the art?
Them were the days
When kids had respect for their elders
The Bobby on the beat
teachers at school
When kids could be kids
Yes, those were the days
Those days were not all that long ago
Look at the progress that we have made in such a short time
Has progress changed us
When we wanted to phone someone we would walk to the call box
Now we use our personal mobiles
We let people know we are nearly there
Stuck on the highway
Going to be late
Send love text messages
We cant wait … we want everything to happen now
Those were the days
When you had a complaint to make
You spoke to a human
Now it is all automated
Tell me ... you are asked to press 1 or 2 or 3 only to hear another automated voice
Only for them to tell you that the product you have bought and you are complaining about
will cost you to complain because it is a premium number. Huh! Rip offs!
Them were the days
When the village or town had individual shops
And you were welcomed for your custom
Now you all the huge Supermarket sell everything all under one roof
You do not know where your food comes from
And how long has it been stored
and you are asked to pay for the bag which bares their trade name. Huh!
Those were the days
You could buy stuff and put it on the slate and pay at the end of the week.Try that at Tesco or Marks & Spencers
Them were the days
When you could go to the flicks with half crown
You could buy 10 Woodbines
Buy some chips and scrapings wrapped in newspaper
and still have change.
Them were the days.
A trip to the Zoo
A picnic in the park
Matinees at the cinema
A day at the seaside
A ride on the big red bus into town
These were treats
When Christmas really felt like Christmas
Memories of my childhood.
