wooden car bodies.
Anyone remember when car's were built by carpenters?
Steel skin shaped by hand and welded together after being fitted to car bodies. Same as for buses.
I understand your predicament, you cannot use your real name, anyone in your state of health would find anyone, if they could move, attractive.
thats not very nice. I agree wif daisy , or is it davy, you are all blood* fruitcakes
I had a Rollscanardly once, it Rolls down the hill and Canardly get up the other side....
Thanks Deanna for sharing that with us all, it will be a surprise if lushy and the resident alcoholic have any idea of what you are rambling about between your singing to the birds with that angelic voice.
Hooray !! at long last a sense of humour back here. Keep it up Guys and it'll be like old times.
Seth kicking up his heels. :0)
Thank you for the nice words Auntie Mabel. I can see you appreciate quality.
Seth seems to have gone on strike :0(
I was so astounded to see slushy and Auntie Mabel hitting it off so well, I started to feel dizzy with shock.
Seth Shame I had you driving around in a merry old way!!! :0)
The first car we called streamlined,was a Terraplane, an american car, fully enclosed unlike most with celluloid and canvas windows that you put on if raining. cars had not taken over in those days, my future wifes' father still had horses and carts for deliveries, he was a dairy produce merchant. They really were the good old days.
Seth Horses did more to the bale than cars do to the litre these days. I can recall the milkman, baker and grocer all used horses and carts. Even the council man had a horse and cart, the horse used to chomp in his nosebag and the council man used to lean on the shovel. A pleasant way to spend the afternoon. A neighbour up the street used come out with his shovel at the end of the day as the horse would obligingly leave him manure for his lovely garden. Those were the days indeed.
Remember those days well Seth. My Uncle was a Milkman and used to deliver milk in Hamilton to all the shops there. I had many a happy morning riding on the milk cart.
We had a green grocer come aound and the baker, ice man. My job was to run out and pick up the leftovers for the garden (from the horses that is). The coal pit was up the line from our house and as the train went past the back yard they would throw me some coal for the fires.
Any extra vegetables we gave to our Uncle and he would drop some off for the old people when he delivered the milk, real milk that is with cream on the top. Yum
We used to go mushrooming up the paddocks and get great field mushrooms.
Yes those really were the days.
sandykay Oh I too remember mushrooming. What joy that was. Nothing like a feed of field mushrooms cooked in butter. Yum.
I had a rel nostalgia trip looking at Lord Gunble ,he looks just like my 1st husband and has the same classification,resident alcoholic/anfd don't Lushy and Auntie mabel make a lovely couple .My romantic heart can see wedding bells for these two ,Just imagine the offspring????Blows my mind !
Ummm I don't remember any deliveries by horse drawn carts in England as a child but I do remember the Gypsy Wagons and collecting mushrooms if there were any mushrooms left if the Gypsies had been through. Ocassionally the wild forest ponies would break out and run wild in the village and then there would be horse dung to be picked up. There were also the onion sellers but they came around with there bicycles absolutely loaded.
Seggie. Did any of you get into trouble from your mother for pulling out bits of the centre of a loaf of fresh bread? I did. I can still remember the delightful smell. I've mentioned before too, running out to the iceman to get chips of ice. A Coolgardie safe? Yes, remember that too. How is it that we never got sick from meat store in it, that is, before we had an icechest. How is it that no child had an allergy then, no problems with any type of food? We ate what was put in front of it and maybe had lollies once a week if we were lucky to get a penny every Friday. Fish was what we caught in the local lake or creek. Allergies everywhere now. Explanation?
Vivity Oh I loved the horses and carts. Something about hearing that clip-clop down the street. Wild ponies - now that would have been something special indeed.
Seggie Oh yes I remember that, nothing like that lovely warm fresh bread and the middle bit yum. Cannot remember allergies, my mother was allergic to certain flower pollen, gave her hay fever, but can never remember a food allergy. Fish was so plentiful and not expensive as it is nowadays. Scallops by the pint and crayfish (lobster to mainlanders) was cheap as chips.
I nerly got offended wheen seth referred to me as slushy. It is Lushy as in Ima Lush.
But I got over it when a young tadpole, a lovely future frog, said I looked like her handsome husband and then commented on our future family which left me wondering if I , like seth, should send the children to school.
Time to ponder the exciting future.
Tadpole I became very emotional after reading about the joyful memories flooding back after viewing Lord Gumble, It was so gratifying to feel I was of some help in your joy, with this post on wooden cars. You must feel so pleased it wasn't 'slushy' I have a gut feeling that the emotional bond between slushy and Auntie Mabel wiil dissipate, they appear to be worlds apart.
seggie the taste of fresh bread[ remember the 'Milk Loaf" pulling out the ends were tasty when a loaf was split in half. never heard of attention deficit , if you never paid attention you got a smack on the ears.
I apologise regretfully for referring to the 'lush' as slushy.
I accept you do not see your charms as others do, but tadpole was referring to the handsome lord gumble, not someone run over by a herd of buffalo.
I think Lushy is very attractive & masculine :)