I went to the flicks for a shilling and bought a single ice cream cone and bag of lollies with the balance of two bob.
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Tuppence for a gob-stopper and sixpence for a serving of chips straight from the fryer, wrapped in greaseproof and last weeks newspaper! One shilling and ninepence for a hamburger with tomato, lettuce, grated carrot and sliced beetroot, a luxury I could seldom afford. 
A large brown paper bag full of broken biscuits for a penny,
then a few years later mackka
the same large bag of broken bicuits for 1 cent at our local shop in the bush
the 3 mile push bike ride to the shop was worth it ,then mum could not understand why tea was not a option
the same large bag of broken bicuits for 1 cent at our local shop in the bush
the 3 mile push bike ride to the shop was worth it ,then mum could not understand why tea was not a option
and a picture of how carefree and basic life was back then, you could not beat the old canvas grass floor tents
When you bought a bag of hot chips wrapped in newspaper and on the counter was always a bottle of Malt Vinegar, Worchester Sauce and Tomato Sauce. After finishing the chips you would inwrap the paper and lick the remaining contents, yummo.
Church on Sunday was a 5 mile walk both ways before breakfast. Got 2 bob to put in the plate but always took 1 shilling out hahahaha!
Fixed that for you!
Friday night, after dinner, old Jim would come around home with his horse and sulky. Mum, Dad, myself ( 5 y/o) and Jim would trot off to the Railway Hotel in Kandos NSW 4.5 miles away and Dad wouldhave a skin full whilst Mum sat in the Ladies Parlour Room sipping on a beer and me having a lemonade and a packet of Smiths Chicken Flavoured Chips. Later on when the pub closed, we got back into the sulky and the horse would take us home and only stopped when we got there. True Story. Mackka
and they knew how to get you home mackka without any assistance from the owner
just unhook the reins throw them at your feet and lie back and take it easy as he walked you home
just unhook the reins throw them at your feet and lie back and take it easy as he walked you home
mum would run the mutton fat ( the seasoning anti rust )rag over the top of the slow combustion stove, then throw the crumpets on there to cook them ,golden and crunchy on both sides and soft in the middle
unfortunately i found out (later in life )that a air fryer cooks them the same way
i won't mention the middle age line
unfortunately i found out (later in life )that a air fryer cooks them the same way
i won't mention the middle age line
Looks around 1964 era.
the toaster i remember from the farm had a pull down door each side ,there wasn't a crumpet setting on it
the only setting it had was charcoal if you didn't stay and watch
the only setting it had was charcoal if you didn't stay and watch
No crumpet setting on mine either mate . Everytime time I walk through a mall and get that smell of burnt cheese, i almost throw up.
Growing up as a kid, I do remember us all sitting around the “range” , i.e. wood stove, to stay warm and Dad would play the harmonica so we had a sing song to forget the cold.
. Everytime time I walk through a mall and get that smell of burnt cheese, i almost throw up. Growing up as a kid, I do remember us all sitting around the “range” , i.e. wood stove, to stay warm and Dad would play the harmonica so we had a sing song to forget the cold.
Today i went to a mates funeral and I was surprised and disgusted at the same time. A young bloke turned up wearing a t-shirt, shorts and thongs ( pluggers). As an old fart, I was taken aback. Then I looked at the other side of the coin when i was a young bloke with the arse out of my trousers and thought, this young bloke is showing his respect to the dead and who am I to judge on his attire. I would be very happy to have this young bloke attend my funeral. As a mate of mine , a Bishop, once said to me over a cuppa, Don’t Judge, Adjust!!!
Farewell Ian and I will meet up with you again. God Bless Mackka
Farewell Ian and I will meet up with you again. God Bless Mackka
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Agree 100%, It is the person you want to see, not the clothes they are wearing. My parents were very religious and my mother would come home from Church every Sunday and complain bitterly about what clothes other congregation members were wearing, so I grew up from a very young age thinking it was all about the clothes people wore and that was the reason that they all went to Church.
we were spoilt mackka we had a wood heater in the lounge room
of a night mum would shut the doors to the passage ways and lounge room and turn the flu down on the slow combustion stove with a good piece of wood in it
it was a mad dash from the bedroom in the morning to the kitchen to dodge the cold air ,that room was like heaven on cold mornings
and then mum would heat flat rocks in the oven and wrap them in newspaper and we would put them in the pants pockets as hand warmers while waiting for the school bus to arrive
if you didn't hand the stone's in when you got home from school you missed out the next morning
ahh the good old days wouldn't swap them for quids
of a night mum would shut the doors to the passage ways and lounge room and turn the flu down on the slow combustion stove with a good piece of wood in it
it was a mad dash from the bedroom in the morning to the kitchen to dodge the cold air ,that room was like heaven on cold mornings
and then mum would heat flat rocks in the oven and wrap them in newspaper and we would put them in the pants pockets as hand warmers while waiting for the school bus to arrive
if you didn't hand the stone's in when you got home from school you missed out the next morning
ahh the good old days wouldn't swap them for quids
pretty close i would say ,but not my picture
but i do remember camping in that style of tent around 1968 at the murray river as a kid
