How true.Good old days?.

How true.

Rabbit...

So true,and from that page the link to

Dafydd...

Thank you Sandra

I forgot about the 'gettingold' page. I have put in so many stories and
photos in memorylanes on my different sites that I'm going doo lally.

Rabbit...

That's a prerequisite for posting in UPS :-)

http://myweb.tiscali.co.uk/henllys6nr/gettingold.htm makes good reading.

But was it good old days?

Four to a bed

BunnyHare...

Never had that cos there was only me and my brother

Rabbit...

I remember that on the occasions my cousins stayed over at my grandparents.
Topped and tailed we were with coats over the bedcovers. Not that I remember
ever feeling cold despite the fact that there was only one coal fire in the
house. Well one lit anyway 'cos the bedrooms did have fireplaces.

Outside toilets at the bottom the garden to get to in all weathers.

BunnyHare...

Oh yes, remember that. Waiting till the very last minute then dashing out
in the freezing cold

No car.

BunnyHare...

Still haven't

No television and worst of all no computer.

BunnyHare...

Rarely watch one but couldn't do without the other :-))

Makes me shudder.Brrrr

jackie...

I liked that poem and those old photos are all very similar to ones we still
have.
It was like it when I was young but as the poem says - people were kinder
and we were happy.

John #8...

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The good old days, Dafydd, in Merkin Land,was a time of discrimination
against people of color, women, with a dose of anti-Semitism tossed in.
University life was for men with a small minority of women for show. Lynch
laws did not exist so folks in the south would hang a person of color with
an audience cheering them on. Here in the north was a little better but
anti-
Semitic talk & actions were common. We still are a nation of lots of good
people but plenty of bad ones for balance. There were many things in the
good old days that were not good at all & the list is too long for a post. I
was fortunate to spend a few years in the UK in the good old days &
a lesson was learned from that experience. I learned to forget the
propaganda
that we Americans were taught about how we were the greatest people on
earth.
Turns out we got only the people part right.
John:

Foxy at w*rk...

I have printed that to show my Mum