Brilliant Don, my Mum would give two fingers just like Winston Churchill Did For Victory. But she respected the Neighbours, as all her 8 Kids did. Times have changed. Your Mum looks lovely and Kind. XXX
Your Mum looks lovely and kind even though it sounds she could keep you in your place young man! What lovely family photographs you've shown. Thankyou X
Too many plurals there, it makes it sound as if I’m seeing double! What I should have said is, Another great photo, thank you for sharing your photos. And they really are great photos. Your mum is quite wonderful, as mums tend to be 😊
Thank you HH, the photo here was taken on her 90th birthday she died four years later just as perky as ever to the very end. I'm pleased there is so much interest in her, she was a great Mum, but a terrible cook.
Brilliant, as always. My mother who was a free spirit never gave a damn about what the neighbours thought. Sometimes I wished she would... I have a photograph of her on her motorbike c 1930, looking like a rather dashing cousin of Bertie Wooster’s turning up to scandalise his neighbours (and Jeeves) in Berkeley Mansions.
Lovely photo, and at such a great age. I was never warned about bothering the neighbours, it was war time and we all helped each other, and shared what we had. Hard lesson for a child to give away toys to any kids without.
War is a great leveller, no snobbiness then, mostly brings out the best in people. Love Iris x
It wasn’t about snobbiness, Iris, the neighbours were great friends, it was about maintaining standards. As for sharing we had a houseful of evacuees from bombed out areas of Liverpool, war was certainly a leveller, very few buildings were left standing. Everything was shared including my mother and father to kids who had lost theirs.😘x
Glad you had nice neighbours Don. We met snobbiness when we moved to Berkshire for a while during the war. One local school mistress looked down her nose at me, and sad to Mum "there's a school for London children down the road. That turned out to be a room in a big house, all ages together and one poor harassed teacher, who arranged our desks in rows according toage group, and endeavoured, with good results, to teach us all separately. She was strict, ruler across the knuckles, astonished that I had never done fractions at about nine years of age, not surprisng all the air raids during school time and then the school hit with fire bmbs. Love Iris x
My schooling was a disaster, no male teachers all females either dragged out of retirement or not much older than us kids. No control over classes of 50 or more, we ran riot and although I wanted to learn I’m afraid I joined in. I left on my fourteenth birthday and went to work for the Post Office as a messenger boy.
What a lovely Lady your Mom was Don-1931. Sadly those days have gone where we considered our neighbours. And took pride in how we looked and dressed. When we went out. These days some people go out in tracksuits. Looking like a bag of you know what. Even now if only fetching a newspaper. I like to go out looking respectable. Hope your keeping well Don-1931... ... Brian
That’s exactly what it was about Brian, maintaining standards, I gave the wrong impression in the last line of my poem, mainly to get a laugh. The ‘salute’ was more a touch of the forelock, which I didn’t think folk would understand or think as funny. Thank you for understanding.
I’m plodding along quite nicely thanks and hope you are recovering wellness. 🙂
Yes i am feeling great. Thanks. Just the dreaded cough, that alot seem to have at present. Thankfully the next 4 days are going to be alot better weather wise. To recover from todays floods the way its been raining all night. Take care pal
😂😂😂😂😂😂 My growing up period was always filled with some form of” neighbors watching” when I don’t think they gave a hoot what was going on at our house there were just always way too many children around and the milk man was always to blame-poor guy
Love it, very clever and well written. I think it's sad though that generations past had their lives restricted so much by what the neighbours thought, hopefully now we are more free to be ourselves. Cheers
The funny thing is that the neighbours generally didn’t care about such things but were saying the same thing to their children as well. It was the parents applying restrictions to their own children. Much better than a clip around the ear which was often the alternative. I think you have to have lived during those days to appreciate how it worked for the better. Thank you for your kind comment. 🙂
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