Memories....

[Guest guest9824]

...following on from Akasullys 'fish paste sandwichgate' memories came flooding back about things we did, ate, where we went as kids, got me thinking maybe a thread about your own fond memories of being a child...

 

I remember....

 

My nan making potted beef Sarnies and taking us to the beach in the summer holidays, I would sit for hours collecting shells, take them home, wash them and make things out of them, paint them with mums nail polish.

 

I can remember the pop man coming round selling Benshaws pop, dandelion and burdock, and sasparella.

 

i remember eating parched peas on bonfire night, and 'penny for the guy'.

 

remember my dad putting soot marks up the chimney breast to make it look like Santa had been with his sooty finger marks!

 

i can hear the Rag and Bone Man shouting 'Rag and Bone'.

 

Sunday roast lunch, then we would listen to the top 20 at 6.00pm and eat sandwiches made from leftover Sunday roast.

 

....remembered the 'Peanuts Toffee-apples' Man used to come round (when we lived in kent) with hot peanuts and toffee apples for sale, he used to shout (a bit like George Dawes)...'Peanuts Toffeeapples'......it's where my name Peanuts came from....

 

ahhhhh....memories........what's yours?

Edited March 25, 2014 by guest9824

[portlaunay]

ahhhhh....memories........what's yours?

 

I don't have any.

 

No, seriously, I find it really difficult to remember anything. My son was asking me about my RAF days (he knows I worked on Maritime recon planes and with all this stuff about the missing plane wanted to know about my experiences). I dragged a box out that I literally haven't opened for 10+ years and there were photos of me in places I had absolutely no recollection of. I'm not just talking mundane stuff either, there was a shot of me on the Space Needle in Seattle and although I know I've been I can't remember anything about it. There are massive chunks of my life that are just missing, mostly from about last Tuesday back to birth!

 

I can tell you about my history but I can rarely describe it, I just don't remember.

[Guest guest9824]

I don't have any.

 

No, seriously, I find it really difficult to remember anything. My son was asking me about my RAF days (he knows I worked on Maritime recon planes and with all this stuff about the missing plane wanted to know about my experiences). I dragged a box out that I literally haven't opened for 10+ years and there were photos of me in places I had absolutely no recollection of. I'm not just talking mundane stuff either, there was a shot of me on the Space Needle in Seattle and although I know I've been I can't remember anything about it. There are massive chunks of my life that are just missing, mostly from about last Tuesday back to birth!

 

I can tell you about my history but I can rarely describe it, I just don't remember.

 

...do you think that is a 'safety' thing, not remembering stuff? Im Not delving too much I hope, I have good and bad memories, and these above are my positive ones, lots I have aren't as positive, and bits are missing, or just ones I don't want to remember. My dad had trouble sharing memories with civvies as he called them, when he left the navy, he just couldn't relay things to them, stuff he had seen, experiences you go through being a service man.

 

I really thought about this thread when I was writing it, and the memories did come flooding back, sat here smiling at some, and hoped my children would have some really fond memories of the Uk and Australia and look back on stuff we have done as a family in a positive way!

[portlaunay]

...do you think that is a 'safety' thing, not remembering stuff? Im Not delving too much I hope, I have good and bad memories, and these above are my positive ones, lots I have aren't as positive, and bits are missing, or just ones I don't want to remember. My dad had trouble sharing memories with civvies as he called them, when he left the navy, he just couldn't relay things to them, stuff he had seen, experiences you go through being a service man.

 

I really thought about this thread when I was writing it, and the memories did come flooding back, sat here smiling at some, and hoped my children would have some really fond memories of the Uk and Australia and look back on stuff we have done as a family in a positive way!

 

No, it's not that. I was in the first Gulf war but I was never in any danger. I used to think it had something to do with my parents splitting up but that's not it either, I've had some amazing times, a good life, I just have a blurry fog. Port Launay is one of my most favourite places on earth. I know I've been there several times, the last time around five years ago but I hardly remember it at all.

[Guest guest9824]

Old war wound, shrapnel perhaps, I think it may also be more of a bloke thing, us ladies tend to never forget 'stuff'. I ask my OH if he remembers such and such a thing, and he replied, 'crikey I've slept since then'! That memory loss comes on handy I can tell you...

 

I'm surprised, as you are such a prolific writer, you haven't kept a journal, maybe it's time to journalize your downunder adventure.....

Edited March 25, 2014 by guest9824

[cocolevi]

I remember being at school aged 5 or 6 the custard for school dinners was always mint or chocolate and it used to come in gold or silver jugs. Someone put a picture up on face book recently of it and it brought my child back

[beandownunder]

I remember lots of weekends staying with my grandparents when they would send us to the chippy for a portion of chips and "scrapings" (bits of batter) and we would get lemonade at breakfast times! their pop man used to come round too and we would get dandelion and burdock and cream soda yum!

have some fab memories of caravan holidays as a child. also listening to and recording the top 40 on a mix tape :-)

aahhh good old days........

[odies]

I remember the summers were always hot and sunny.

I remember the Tiko pasty for my dinner when I first started work

I remember taking the bottles back on pop and the Davenport man coming

I remember always having Lucazade if you were ill and it had the gold wrapper on the bottle.

I remember on a saturday having to do my grandmas shopping with my mum, we would get to her house and she would be eating her porridge out of the saucepan to save on washing up.

I remember telling a lie at school to say I stayed awake to see Santa leave my presents , I saw him through a hole in my covers, the teacher made me describe it all.

I remember doing paper rounds for some money.

I remember passing my 13 + and having to leave my friends to go to this posh school and had to wear brown knickers.

I remember going to The Torch ,drinking cider and meeting my to be hubby

I remember listening every sunday to the top 20 in my bedroom and recording it.

I remember in my second job ordering The Slade christmas single wrong and had hundreds of copies, thank god it was the single and we were the only record shop in the area to have it, made my target.

I can keep going , so it must be women who can remember Pea. I always think men , well I had not better write it.

[Guest guest9824]

I remember being at school aged 5 or 6 the custard for school dinners was always mint or chocolate and it used to come in gold or silver jugs. Someone put a picture up on face book recently of it and it brought my child back

 

Yep remember it well, the mint one was served with chocolate pudding if I remember rightly, always wanted to be a server at dinner time, you could pick the best portion....lol! I loved school dinners, they were very good balanced meals, for some, the only proper meal they got, remember it was 5 pence a day, 25 pence a week, incredible really to think we got two courses for that. Happy days. Hot chocolate too sometimes.

[Guest guest9824]

I remember lots of weekends staying with my grandparents when they would send us to the chippy for a portion of chips and "scrapings" (bits of batter) and we would get lemonade at breakfast times! their pop man used to come round too and we would get dandelion and burdock and cream soda yum!

have some fab memories of caravan holidays as a child. also listening to and recording the top 40 on a mix tape :-)

aahhh good old days........

 

Yes bean, remember scraps too, yummmmy heart stoppers! ..and we had goffers! ...my dad called them goffers, it was a ball of ice cream with cream soda poured over top, they call it spiders here, goffers in our house. I can remember trying to record Robbie Vincent on a Friday night 'soul night' without all the talking, was a tough one, trying to stop and start the tape at the right time. Memories hey.....

[Guest guest9824]

I remember the summers were always hot and sunny.

I remember the Tiko pasty for my dinner when I first started work

I remember taking the bottles back on pop and the Davenport man coming

I remember always having Lucazade if you were ill and it had the gold wrapper on the bottle.

I remember on a saturday having to do my grandmas shopping with my mum, we would get to her house and she would be eating her porridge out of the saucepan to save on washing up.

I remember telling a lie at school to say I stayed awake to see Santa leave my presents , I saw him through a hole in my covers, the teacher made me describe it all.

I remember doing paper rounds for some money.

I remember passing my 13 + and having to leave my friends to go to this posh school and had to wear brown knickers.

I remember going to The Torch ,drinking cider and meeting my to be hubby

I remember listening every sunday to the top 20 in my bedroom and recording it.

I remember in my second job ordering The Slade christmas single wrong and had hundreds of copies, thank god it was the single and we were the only record shop in the area to have it, made my target.

I can keep going , so it must be women who can remember Pea. I always think men , well I had not better write it.

 

ahhhh lovely memories Odies, laughed at the 'brown knickers' one, and Lucozade too...I remember having Heinz tomato soup when I was ill with mumps!

We did get a deposit back on bottles with the pop man too.

 

Christmas wasn't Christmas without a bit of Slade was it!

 

I also remember when Grease came out at the cinema 'flea pit' was our local ...and we had to queue to get in, I wasn't old enough, but went with my sister and her friend and felt very grown up getting in to see it!

 

I can can remember playing in the street in summer, washing up liquid bottles full of water, British bull dog, Dens Out 1,2,3....

[odies]

Always played in the street ,catching my ball on the house across the road, must have drove them mad the thud thud on the wall.

Built my den in the field off the main road it had a pond and a rope to swing across on. It had loads of tadpoles in.

carving my name in the park benches till the Parkie came and told you off

[Guest guest9824]

Always played in the street ,catching my ball on the house across the road, must have drove them mad the thud thud on the wall.

Built my den in the field off the main road it had a pond and a rope to swing across on. It had loads of tadpoles in.

carving my name in the park benches till the Parkie came and told you off

 

Played with elastic and marbles, used to use the grid for playing marbles.....be like child abuse if you let your kid play in a grid now....didn't do me any harm....

Edited March 25, 2014 by guest9824

[Nikkis2000]

Loving this thread!

 

I also remember playing elastic and the metal water jugs at dinner time. They always made the water taste funny! And the white plastic dinner trays that had different sections for your dinner and afters.

 

I remember jam (or marmalade sandwiches) and bugging the bigger kids to let me play Zorro with them on the waste ground.

 

I remember summer evenings playing in the sprinkler in the garden and also cold rainy autumn mornings walking to school.

 

I remember being sent to bed when it was still light in summer and getting out of bed to watch the older kids still playing through a crack in the curtains.

 

I remember going to school in my best dress for School photographs - and spilling paint all over it. Fortunately after the photographs!!

 

I remember school sports days got worse the older you got. What's wrong with the Egg and spoon race in the 3rd year.

 

I remember it was 1st, 2nd year and so on. Not year 7, year 8 etc

 

White knee socks that you rolled to the ankle, and shoes that had a hinge on the bar so you could turn them into slip ons when your mum wasn't there!

 

Ah - why were we in such a rush to grow up!!

[nikkiwd]

This thread has brought lots of childhood memeories back. I grew up in a village and I remember playing out all day and only coming home when I was hungry (usually tea time conveniently). We used to play down at the beach, on the streets, climbing trees and playing in the fields while being scared the farmer would catch us. We played kirby on the street and chap door run.

School dinners were yummy (except the day liver was the only thing left ) and I am envious when Eloise tells me she has had sponge with custard for pudding at school!

We used to get a glass bottle of Irn-Bru then take the bottle back to the shop for the 5p refund. Also loved going to the shop for a mix up of penny sweets with my pocket money, still positive the old lady would lose count and chuck a few extra in the bag rather than start again.

I also have great memories of camping and caravan holidays, even though my mum was a single parent she took us somewhere every summer holidays after saving for the whole year. So love and respect that lady for the great childhood she gave us although there were ups and downs.

[odies]

Hey Nikki , I make up them sweetie bags in my post office ! they sell like crazy but I charge 50p now

[portlaunay]

Right, in an effort to remember I've just played the Joshua Tree as loud as my hifi will allow as I cook onion bhaji's (which is pretty freaking loud).

I remember dawn on a winters morning over Findhorn Bay and it was the most beautiful thing my 18 year old eyes had ever seen. (And I cried)

I remember chicken tikka in the Kimberley Inn after windsurfing in said Findhorn Bay

I remember, though wish I hadn't, my first eight pints of Guinness with Stevie Cox

I remember BMX bikes and riding from Pitsea (SJT are you listening?), to Benfleet with John Bistoque and Jamie someone to look at the rad bikes at the BMX shop.

I remember my mums chicken soup could cure everything from the common cold to Ebola

I remember vowing never to eat another Snickers until they changed the name back to Marathon

I remember Nutty Bars that came in transparent, brown cellophane and looked like peanut encrusted turds and tasted amazing

I remember Mojo's that cost a penny

I remember that Wham! were probably sent to earth by satan himself

I remember that on a rainy Sunday I would probably be better off dead than have to play indoors with my sister

[SJT]

Portlaunay I'm listening.

 

Hubby use to ride his bike from Pitsea to Benfleet and sometimes to Southend, but I was never that brave.

 

I remember falling in love with my hubby the very first day at high school (still together all these years later)

I remember spending Friday nights on Pitsea Market stalls with said hubby when should have been at the Chalvedon school disco, parents still don't know that's what we use to do.

I remember walking along Leigh on Sea Sunday mornings eating cockles - don't think I would be brave enough to eat them now from that part of the river.

I remember spending every New Years Eve with my nan and grandad and my nan making me laugh by saying see you next year when she would tuck us into bed with our hot bricks to keep the bed warm.

 

Like Pea, but had totally forgot playing marbles on the drain grids, we would spend hours and hours doing that.

 

Every Friday night we now walk to Peters at Scarborough and have fish and chips and a glass of wine and they have a band in there, and for the last two weeks they have played music that really reminds me of my first foreign holiday to Corfu, every week it makes me smile as I remember.

 

Pea this is a brilliant thread.

[Guest guest9824]

Loving this thread!

 

I also remember playing elastic and the metal water jugs at dinner time. They always made the water taste funny! And the white plastic dinner trays that had different sections for your dinner and afters.

 

I remember jam (or marmalade sandwiches) and bugging the bigger kids to let me play Zorro with them on the waste ground.

 

I remember summer evenings playing in the sprinkler in the garden and also cold rainy autumn mornings walking to school.

 

I remember being sent to bed when it was still light in summer and getting out of bed to watch the older kids still playing through a crack in the curtains.

 

I remember going to school in my best dress for School photographs - and spilling paint all over it. Fortunately after the photographs!!

 

I remember school sports days got worse the older you got. What's wrong with the Egg and spoon race in the 3rd year.

 

I remember it was 1st, 2nd year and so on. Not year 7, year 8 etc

 

White knee socks that you rolled to the ankle, and shoes that had a hinge on the bar so you could turn them into slip ons when your mum wasn't there!

 

Ah - why were we in such a rush to grow up!!

 

Nikki I can remember sugar butties, not jam, just plain sugar on buttered bread!

T bar sandals, remember them, and them skates with a big bolt in the middle that always came undone, and you went flying with one swinging round your ankle....

 

remember chopper bikes and we couldn't afford them, so my dad made me a bike out of scrap metal, called it The Silver Bullet....I went like the wind on it!

 

Ahhhhh.....

Edited March 25, 2014 by guest9824

[Guest guest9824]

This thread has brought lots of childhood memeories back. I grew up in a village and I remember playing out all day and only coming home when I was hungry (usually tea time conveniently). We used to play down at the beach, on the streets, climbing trees and playing in the fields while being scared the farmer would catch us. We played kirby on the street and chap door run.

School dinners were yummy (except the day liver was the only thing left ) and I am envious when Eloise tells me she has had sponge with custard for pudding at school!

We used to get a glass bottle of Irn-Bru then take the bottle back to the shop for the 5p refund. Also loved going to the shop for a mix up of penny sweets with my pocket money, still positive the old lady would lose count and chuck a few extra in the bag rather than start again.

I also have great memories of camping and caravan holidays, even though my mum was a single parent she took us somewhere every summer holidays after saving for the whole year. So love and respect that lady for the great childhood she gave us although there were ups and downs.

 

Irn Bru...love it!,,, Made in Scotland from girders!! Lol

 

ahhhh...

Edited March 25, 2014 by guest9824

[Guest guest9824]

Hey Nikki , I make up them sweetie bags in my post office ! they sell like crazy but I charge 50p now

 

 

Special request please Mrs.Posty Lady can you please bring me a penny mix bag when you come over to live....cola bottles and milk teeth too please....xxxxxx

[Guest guest9824]

Right, in an effort to remember I've just played the Joshua Tree as loud as my hifi will allow as I cook onion bhaji's (which is pretty freaking loud).

I remember dawn on a winters morning over Findhorn Bay and it was the most beautiful thing my 18 year old eyes had ever seen. (And I cried)

I remember chicken tikka in the Kimberley Inn after windsurfing in said Findhorn Bay

I remember, though wish I hadn't, my first eight pints of Guinness with Stevie Cox

I remember BMX bikes and riding from Pitsea (SJT are you listening?), to Benfleet with John Bistoque and Jamie someone to look at the rad bikes at the BMX shop.

I remember my mums chicken soup could cure everything from the common cold to Ebola

I remember vowing never to eat another Snickers until they changed the name back to Marathon

I remember Nutty Bars that came in transparent, brown cellophane and looked like peanut encrusted turds and tasted amazing

I remember Mojo's that cost a penny

I remember that Wham! were probably sent to earth by satan himself

I remember that on a rainy Sunday I would probably be better off dead than have to play indoors with my sister

 

 

There see I knew you'd get there in the end.....jeezz I remember them nutty bars......rofl...!

 

Yep with you on the marathon front, still call them marathon in our house.

 

Joshua Tree is probs the best U2 album like everrrrr! Still haven't found what I'm looking for, pretty much sums me up in a nutshell!

 

Ahhhhh......

[odies]

Special request please Mrs.Posty Lady can you please bring me a penny mix bag when you come over to live....cola bottles and milk teeth too please....xxxxxx

with pleasure Pea, the kids love the sour ones

[Guest guest9824]

Portlaunay I'm listening.

 

Hubby use to ride his bike from Pitsea to Benfleet and sometimes to Southend, but I was never that brave.

 

I remember falling in love with my hubby the very first day at high school (still together all these years later)

I remember spending Friday nights on Pitsea Market stalls with said hubby when should have been at the Chalvedon school disco, parents still don't know that's what we use to do.

I remember walking along Leigh on Sea Sunday mornings eating cockles - don't think I would be brave enough to eat them now from that part of the river.

I remember spending every New Years Eve with my nan and grandad and my nan making me laugh by saying see you next year when she would tuck us into bed with our hot bricks to keep the bed warm.

 

Like Pea, but had totally forgot playing marbles on the drain grids, we would spend hours and hours doing that.

 

Every Friday night we now walk to Peters at Scarborough and have fish and chips and a glass of wine and they have a band in there, and for the last two weeks they have played music that really reminds me of my first foreign holiday to Corfu, every week it makes me smile as I remember.

 

Pea this is a brilliant thread.

 

 

Ohhhh SJT, love that you saw your OH at high school and it was love at first sight and still is....fab!

 

New Years Eve was always a great night, as I was allowed to stay up and watch the New Year come in.....dad would shout out the front door happy New Year at the top of his lungs, mum would get the advocat out, or baileys if we were flush, and we would have a buffet laid out just in case a tall dark stranger would knock at the door with a lump of coal....not sure what that was about but anyway.....

 

ahhhhhhh.........

[SJT]

Pea

 

Fab or very very sad - depending on how I'm feeling. That's why we keep laughing when the kids bring home their boyfriends/girlfriends, as Pete and I were very young when we got together and Pete always says you never know that one of them could be who they end up with for life.