Tag Archives: 1950s life

A ten bob note

The sash cords were rotted on My bedroom window, when it crashed down Dad said he’d fix it, for about half a crown Nip round to the oil shop, he said Ask for a knot of sash cord He gave … Continue reading

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Different Times

When I was a boy, my two older brothers and Mum & Dad lived in the basement rooms of a large ten roomed Regency terraced house in Gibson Square in Islington. Like hundreds of other families we rented our home, … Continue reading

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Gran’s great big iron mangle

Gran’s great big iron Mangle   Granny had a mangle It really was a beast Squishy boiled bloated clothes It’s very favourite feast   Monday’s saw the wash board down And scrubbed the clothes were sent From the huge great … Continue reading

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