tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post7649490779938783133..comments2024-01-17T20:44:37.660+00:00Comments on USEFUL or BEAUTIFUL: Shopping with MotherLucillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14414527658216916537noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-54897723301808576262012-03-18T01:27:27.367+00:002012-03-18T01:27:27.367+00:00Shopping with my mother usually involved a box of ...Shopping with my mother usually involved a box of Sunmaid raisins as a treat, and sometimes a snack at the formica and chrome lunch counter at Woolworth's. It's been great catching up on your blog today. It's always a feast for the senses.Rebecca S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16409572371302109142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-521096160636979872012-03-03T14:33:47.057+00:002012-03-03T14:33:47.057+00:00America, didn't happen like that here:-(
But ...America, didn't happen like that here:-(<br /><br />But if we're going to start comparing ages here I may have to become anonymous xo Jane!flwrjanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14905305551745652868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-90084781162097630132012-03-03T12:04:21.734+00:002012-03-03T12:04:21.734+00:00You have taken me straight back to the late 40s an...You have taken me straight back to the late 40s and 50s! What a lovely walk down memory lane, thank you so much - I shall be reminiscing all day now...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-8074087851300756022012-03-03T11:04:26.903+00:002012-03-03T11:04:26.903+00:00Goodness, that brought back some memories - what I...Goodness, that brought back some memories - what I remember most was the individual smell of each shop - very poignantelaine https://www.blogger.com/profile/17075935631756457901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-68833493237410210152012-03-03T09:01:45.680+00:002012-03-03T09:01:45.680+00:00I used to love the buying of "the apples"...I used to love the buying of "the apples"........ only two, ever. They would later be removed from the brown paper bag and then peeled and halved. We children had half each and mum got the last piece - our fruit for the week.<br /><br />Looking at that Rowntrees pastilles ad made my mouth water.... and I loved looking at the Omo ad, so graphically simple and delightful.menopausalmusinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12255069917743230560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-24356213880235284012012-03-03T07:08:51.817+00:002012-03-03T07:08:51.817+00:00That brilliantly evokes my memories of Saturday mo...That brilliantly evokes my memories of Saturday morning shopping in Muswell Hill during the late 1950's - <i>long</i> before M.H. was considered remotely fashionable. <br /><br />I don't remember ever looking quite as smart as the boy in your last picture - but I was probably just as smug!JofIndiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05091187070268922483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-50875463976260517202012-03-03T01:09:07.306+00:002012-03-03T01:09:07.306+00:00They used to put the eggs in paper bags and there ...They used to put the eggs in paper bags and there were always some broken when we got home.<br />I remember the eels under the marble slab at the fishmongers and the tea chests in Cullens.<br />My mother never did get the hang of supermarkets !lizziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17345707661431587475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-89415591099063690322012-03-02T18:41:12.334+00:002012-03-02T18:41:12.334+00:00What a wonderful post. I remember those days. Sawd...What a wonderful post. I remember those days. Sawdust on the butchers floor, spangles and flying saucers, extremely white iced buns and the Ladybird 'Shopping with Mother' reading book - perfect!annie hoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894824060367890048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-7638739403930675092012-03-02T18:31:22.203+00:002012-03-02T18:31:22.203+00:00I remember shopping with my mother at a butchers j...I remember shopping with my mother at a butchers just like the one you describe: sawdust on the floor, the cashier's cage and queuing twice. He boiled his own joints of ham out back of the shop and sliced them to order on an enormous and utterly terrifying machine. How I would love to taste that ham again.Baleboostehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17311117498421494780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-46191617323820816442012-03-02T16:45:55.837+00:002012-03-02T16:45:55.837+00:00Sue you are muuuch younger than me. Thank you for ...Sue you are muuuch younger than me. Thank you for the link and lots more pictures. What are you having for supper tonight - zabaglione?Lucillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14414527658216916537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-48449362459485883982012-03-02T16:40:05.063+00:002012-03-02T16:40:05.063+00:00I marvel too. It was still the pre-Valium era, aft...I marvel too. It was still the pre-Valium era, after all.....rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00474723200653576051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-89944684896671444182012-03-02T16:30:33.175+00:002012-03-02T16:30:33.175+00:00Isn't that wonderful and nostalgic? I lived th...Isn't that wonderful and nostalgic? I lived the tail-end of this - visiting my grandparents I used to shop like this but (just) in New Pence, or with Co-op stamps! My sister used to choose one of those buns, but I always asked for a macaroon! Thanks for the memories.Flosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098894367955345944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630924445657816001.post-48774133131217103262012-03-02T16:14:35.304+00:002012-03-02T16:14:35.304+00:00Yes, that was the truth of it, though it still hol...Yes, that was the truth of it, though it still holds a tinge of the idyll, and OMO for me is my childhood encapsulated, the theoretical bluer white we strained to see on the washing line. It's good to be reminded.Misehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01784548726623938608noreply@blogger.com