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Back in the days of tanners and bobs,When Mothers had patience and Fathers had jobs.When football team families wore hand me down shoes,And T.V gave only two channels to choose.Back in the days of three penny bits,when schools employed nurses to search for your nits.When snowballs were harmless; ice slides were permittedand all of your jumpers were warm and hand knitted.Back in the days of hot ginger beers,when children remained so for more than six years.When children respected what older folks said,and pot was a thing you kept under your bed.Back in the days of Listen with Mother,when neighbours were friendly and talked to each other.When cars were so rare you could play in the street.When Doctors made house calls and Police walked the beat.Back in the days of Milligan's Goons,when butter was butter and songs all had tunes.It was dumplings for dinner and trifle for tea,and your annual break was a day by the sea.Back in the days of Dixon's Dock Green,Crackerjack pens and Lyons ice cream.When children could freely wear National Health glasses,and teachers all stood at the FRONT of their classes.Back in the days of rocking and reeling,when mobiles were things that you hung from the ceiling.When woodwork and pottery got taught in schools,and everyone dreamed of a win on the pools.Back in the days when I was a lad,I can't help but smile for the fun that I had.Hopscotch and roller skates; snowballs to lob.Back in the days of tanners and bobs

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peege profile image
peege

Lovely simple memories Iris ❤ thank you

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sassy59

Great nostalgia Iris. Lots of memories there.

Keep warm. Lots of love Carole xxx😘🌹

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Izb1

Those were the days for sure Iris, lots of good memories . Hope you are keeping well x

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Patk1

Love this,thanku for sharing with us xxxx

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Morrison10

Thanks for lot of memories, doesn’t seem that long ago in some respects! Hope you’re well, managing to keep warm. Best wishes, Jean x

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slram

Fantastic.

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Eastend555

Yes very good it relates to all us old bas oops buzzards lol

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1947Mags

Thank you what a blast from the past, The only difference for me was no tripe but the rest was very true. Mags

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Tykelady

We also took weather like today in our stride.

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m1sty

I can relate to a lot of that. Great poem!

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eleanordigby

thank you Iris for finding these quirky poems… it all SOUNDS idyllic…🤔 makes me think about what I’ve missed 😊

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pegbl

That took me down memory lane, some good ones there thanks Iris. Xxx

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Lyd12 in reply to pegbl

I remember in my schooldays if it was icy we made slides along the pavement on the way to school. Now I think that was inconsiderate of old ladies like me, but I don’t go out anyway!

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pegbl

yes I remember doing that, but we always seemed to do them to one side so they weren’t in the main path. ☺️ Don’t see children out playing much anymore there all busy on the I pads and computer games. Xxx

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Otto11

I havnt heard this one for a while. Great memories though x

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watergazer

it’s a great poem. Evokes lots of memories. Thanks Iris. X

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Biofreak

Sounds just like my childhood. I fully relate to this. This time of the year when I was a kid the ice was also on the inside of the bedroom windows and I was snuggled inside my little bed with so many additional blankets that I could hardly move. Also my Dad's overcoat thrown on top for good measure . 😁

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Lyd12 in reply to Biofreak

yes, I remember iceinside my bedroom window. But we survived! God bless you all love Iris x by the way, just enjoying an old film Colour Blind. This is a story written by Catherine Cookson. I used to read many of her books when I was young. X

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Lyd12 in reply to Lyd12

showing now on the drama channel.

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Biofreak in reply to Lyd12

I quite like period dramas. My favourite was and still is Pride and Prejudice. The BBC drama version with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle.

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Sutton5

that poem is awsome so many memories for me lol, my friend and i would on freezing snow night go out with pales of water to ice our slide for next day, best slide in the scheme lol

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Lyd12 in reply to Sutton5

you naughty girls! Where are all the children these days, looking at their I pads and phones I guess!

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Karenanne61

I love this! It evokes so many memories. CRACKERJACK!

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Jane2005

Love this poem brings back a lot of happy childhood memories 🙂

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Sharp5Flat13

Beautiful, Lyd. Thank you for sharing!

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Brenda56

That is Fabulous xx

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JulyAugust

What a wonderful poem…very clever. You forgot to mention boys playing conkers and marbles. I went to a lovely school in Surrey and we girls would play hopscotch and something called French Skipping which I loved - it involved a long piece of elastic. If you Google it you’ll see what it is. There was also a fad that came out for ‘clackers’ which were two balls (a bit like snooker balls) on a cord which you sort of clacked together - that fad was rather short lived as I recall.

We always had lunch and then dinner was in the evening…I don’t understand why some people call the evening meal ‘tea’ unless it is mid-afternoon.

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Lyd12 in reply to JulyAugust

I remember playing ball on my own against the house wall, singing Plainsy, clapsy, round the world to backsy. And there was more, all followed with the right actions and hopefully not dropping the ball,!

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JulyAugust in reply to Lyd12

Oh yes, that was two ball…I remember “plainsy Mrs Brown, plainsy Mrs Brown…unders Mrs Brown…overs Mrs Brown etc”.

I wonder if the children do anything like that at school now? I imagine they just look at their devices in their break periods now. Sad really.

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