Milk in bags

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Neville Briggs » Wed May 25, 2011 8:23 am

We're supposed to stay on the thread here, remember. ;)
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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Heather » Wed May 25, 2011 11:37 am

That's ok Neville, we're just unwinding a little! ;)

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by keats » Wed May 25, 2011 10:29 pm

It's al starting to come back to me now. Milk in Bags. Thanks for the mammories.

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Dave Smith » Thu May 26, 2011 11:03 am

Well we in the West never had milk in bags that’s just dumb, we went from the Billy on the door step to milk in pint bottles delivered ice cold with frost forming round the bottle. :D

What am I talking about we didn’t get milk we were poor the only milk we had was what we pinched off someone else’s verandah. :o

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by william williams » Fri May 27, 2011 10:52 am

This was sent to me DO YOU REMEMBER

Bring back any memories?


Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favourite 'fast food' when you were growing up?'
'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him.
'All the food was slow.'
'C'mon, seriously.. Where did you eat?'
'It was a place called 'home,'' I explained !
'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'

By this time, the lad was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.

But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I'd figured his system could have handled it:

Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card.

My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow).

We didn't have a television in our house until I was 10.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10 pm, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people...

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.

Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers --My brother delivered a newspaper, seven days a week. He had to get up at 6AM every morning.

Film stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the films. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or almost anything offensive.

If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?

MEMORIES from a friend:
My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Woodroofe’s Lemonade bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it... I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.

How many do you remember?
Headlight dip-switches on the floor of the car.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Trouser leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn indicators.
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Older Than Dirt Quiz:
Count all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told about.
Ratings at the bottom.

1. Sweet cigarettes
2. Coffee shops with juke boxes
3 Home milk delivery in glass bottles
4. Party lines on the telephone
5. Newsreels before the movie
6. TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning.. (There were only 2 channels [if you were fortunate])
7. Peashooters
8. 33 rpm records
9. 45 RPM records
10. Hi-fi's
11. Metal ice trays with levers
12. Blue flashbulb
13. Cork popguns
14. Wash tub wringers

If you remembered 0-3 = You’re still young
If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older
If you remembered 7-10 = Don't tell your age
If you remembered 11-14 = You're positively ancient!

I must be 'positively ancient' but those memories are some of the best parts of my life.

Bill the old battler

Leonie

Re: Milk in bags

Post by Leonie » Fri May 27, 2011 11:34 am

I must be positively ancient too Bill. I remember pretty much all of them. The only one I'm not sure of is the party line one, our first phone might have been a party line but I wasn't much interested in the telephone anyway until I was a teenager and I know it wasn't a party line by then. Well it wasn't supposed to be, but often was. :lol: Crossed lines were pretty common.

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Dave Smith » Fri May 27, 2011 1:37 pm

Bill this is a great post and oh so true, fast food was at home about the only thing we had that was out side of home was Thruppence (Three Cents for you young’uns) worth of chips as ya walked home from pictures on a Friday night. That is if you had any change from the pictures, I don’t know how many nights I sat at our table till I liked Pumpkin but if ya do Banjo Paterson in ya head the time goes quick.

I do remember every thing on the list, some I still have 33 and 45 records, metal ice block trays.

Leonie the party line was a system where one farm house would have a exchange for incoming calls and a single line going around the district and each other phone would be hooked to that single line, so each call would go past each phone on the line and you could all listen if you had a mind to, each call would come to the person who had the exchange and then transferred to the intended party be a coded ring, your code could be two short and one long ring or any combination and of course each house hold knew their code, quite simple really but not real private.

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Neville Briggs » Fri May 27, 2011 2:17 pm

Bill....Not only do I remember all 14 of the list , I remember all the other things you mentioned .

They will never return. ;)
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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Leonie » Fri May 27, 2011 3:14 pm

Ooh, the hot chips, wrapped in butcher's paper and then newspaper. They always tasted so much better eaten straight from the paper parcel with a hole ripped in one end didn't they? ... And they stayed nice and hot.

Oh and Dave, I knew what a party line was, I just couldn't remember if we had one when I was a kid.

Talking about telephones I used to work the switchboard for Queensland Rail way back in the dark ages when it was still one of those plug in type of switchboards. It was a two person board and you used to hand the long cords with plugs on the end over to one another if the call had to be connected to the other end of the board. The old lady who had been resident at the board for years and years used to like to catch newcomers like me by handing over the cord and plug and then pressing the little switch that made the phone ring at the other end before you had a chance to plug it in. That gave you a nice little electric shock and would amuse her greatly. I learnt very quickly not to take the actual plug from her and only hold onto the cord. Sweet little thing that she was - not. :lol:

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Re: Milk in bags

Post by Bob Pacey » Fri May 27, 2011 6:04 pm

Leonie I still ask the fish and chip shop to wrap my stuff up as a long roll and do exactly as you said. I get the fish put in at one end and make them mark it so I get a treat at the end.

One of the true pleasures in life. half serve of chips. piece of crumbed fish and a sprinkle of salt and chicken salt.



OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH


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