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Post by aubrey on Jul 4, 2019 11:38:53 GMT
"The US system seems to be just to get the shopping from the supermarket to the car; you wouldn't want to be going on the bus with a couple of those"
In the good old days mother would get the shopping, anything loose in paper bags, load it all into her shopping bag and walk home. No buses !
Yes, our lass has just done that, walked back from half way down the Old Kent Road with her trolley (she says she wouldn't have got it on the bus).
It's no good though if the supermarket is 3-4 miles out of town, like the one at my mother's was (and no footpaths beside the dual carriageway on the way back as well).
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 12:02:58 GMT
"The US system seems to be just to get the shopping from the supermarket to the car; you wouldn't want to be going on the bus with a couple of those"
In the good old days mother would get the shopping, anything loose in paper bags, load it all into her shopping bag and walk home. No buses !
Yes, our lass has just done that, walked back from half way down the Old Kent Road with her trolley (she says she wouldn't have got it on the bus).
It's no good though if the supermarket is 3-4 miles out of town, like the one at my mother's was (and no footpaths beside the dual carriageway on the way back as well).
In 1947 my parents walked miles through very deep drifted snow to get urgently needed supplies for themselves and others where we lived. Amazing what you can do when needs must |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 4, 2019 12:54:16 GMT
Yes, our lass has just done that, walked back from half way down the Old Kent Road with her trolley (she says she wouldn't have got it on the bus).
It's no good though if the supermarket is 3-4 miles out of town, like the one at my mother's was (and no footpaths beside the dual carriageway on the way back as well).
In 1947 my parents walked miles through very deep drifted snow to get urgently needed supplies for themselves and others where we lived. Amazing what you can do when needs must
They didn't do it every week, indefinitely, did they?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 14:45:16 GMT
In 1947 my parents walked miles through very deep drifted snow to get urgently needed supplies for themselves and others where we lived. Amazing what you can do when needs must
They didn't do it every week, indefinitely, did they?
They did it a few times, the winter of 1947 saw severe prolonged snow fall with freezing temperatures. Bit like 1962/3 |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 4, 2019 15:30:12 GMT
Yes, I know: but it was an extraordinary situation, not a way of life.
I walked to work a few times - Waterloo to Notting Hill Gate - where there were tube strikes, but it's not something I'd have wanted to do every day for the 20-odd years I worked there (especially those times when I thought I'd forgotten to lock up, and had to go back to check - I never had forgotten, when I thought I had, only when I didn't).
I remember the 62-63 winter, just - I'd have been 4. We lived in the Peak District, a few hundred yards up from the main road from Baslow to Calver - on a road, but a single lane road. I don't know how my parents managed, and when I asked my mother about it she said she didn't know either.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 17:08:12 GMT
Yes, I know: but it was an extraordinary situation, not a way of life.
I walked to work a few times - Waterloo to Notting Hill Gate - where there were tube strikes, but it's not something I'd have wanted to do every day for the 20-odd years I worked there (especially those times when I thought I'd forgotten to lock up, and had to go back to check - I never had forgotten, when I thought I had, only when I didn't).
I remember the 62-63 winter, just - I'd have been 4. We lived in the Peak District, a few hundred yards up from the main road from Baslow to Calver - on a road, but a single lane road. I don't know how my parents managed, and when I asked my mother about it she said she didn't know either.
It was the way of life, there was no alternative Until the day she died my mother walked a mile every day to the local Town Centre to get the shopping they needed That, and a glass of warm water last thing kept her "regular" That generation were tough
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Post by aubrey on Jul 4, 2019 19:43:20 GMT
Yes, I know: but it was an extraordinary situation, not a way of life.
I walked to work a few times - Waterloo to Notting Hill Gate - where there were tube strikes, but it's not something I'd have wanted to do every day for the 20-odd years I worked there (especially those times when I thought I'd forgotten to lock up, and had to go back to check - I never had forgotten, when I thought I had, only when I didn't).
I remember the 62-63 winter, just - I'd have been 4. We lived in the Peak District, a few hundred yards up from the main road from Baslow to Calver - on a road, but a single lane road. I don't know how my parents managed, and when I asked my mother about it she said she didn't know either.
It was the way of life, there was no alternative Until the day she died my mother walked a mile every day to the local Town Centre to get the shopping they needed That, and a glass of warm water last thing kept her "regular" That generation were tough
I mean just at that time, practically. The road we lived on wasn't completely blocked - there's a photo of us standing on it, with the snow on the verge behind rising beyond the top of the photo. But it was steep and probably slippery, and I don't know what it was like further down. There was a long driveway as an alternative route, but I don't know whether that was passable or not. I suppose the main road (actually just a 2 lane B road) was open, though I'd also imagine the pavements wouldn't be cleared. And I don't know how well stocked the shops in Calver were (that was about a mile away). We would normally have had milk delivered, and maybe bread and some other things, but not then.
Actually, I've just thought - my dad worked at a Methodist college there, as did everyone who lived near us, so maybe we got stuff from the college.
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Post by althea on Jul 5, 2019 10:55:01 GMT
The US supermarkets have always used paper sacks instead of plastic carrier bags. I wonder why we can't do that here. I often wonder,when I sit here clutching my bag for life,under my special bulb lamp,if it's worth it. As Arena says,China and the US,and many other countries,are belching out the harmful effects of production. What the UK is doing is a drop in the ocean. BTW,Jimmy, our drive is smart and we have fantastic gates that everyone admires.It doesn't stop the litter though.  Was it previously like ours, scruffy and untidy when we used to get litter. It's only since we've had it upgraded and tarmacked that littering has stopped It's probably just a coincidence but I would lie to think that the litter droppers respect what we have done
No,when we bought this bungalow,it was immaculate inside and out. It's not quite so immaculate now though. It's just that high school children pass every day and throw litter wherever they like. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2019 9:29:18 GMT
Who ae the fiendish people who wrap a fresh lettuce in clingfilm that is very difficult to open?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2019 12:53:24 GMT
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Post by aubrey on Jul 18, 2019 13:50:55 GMT
It happens all the time, Jimmy - they've just got something they don't like to blame it on this time.
My step father was stopped getting to my mother's bedside before she died by the traffic in Sheffield - if he'd had a clear run through from Thurnscoe he'd have made it.
I notice the bloke doesn't want to be identified, and that the Mail are trying to identify him anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2019 15:51:30 GMT
Are you from Sheffield? I was there once, thought of it as a sort of schizophrenic place - dirty grimy industrial city yet couple of miles up the road to the beautiful Lady Bower reservoir |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 18, 2019 16:33:11 GMT
Are you from Sheffield? I was there once, thought of it as a sort of schizophrenic place - dirty grimy industrial city yet couple of miles up the road to the beautiful Lady Bower reservoir
No, I'm from Leeds
But my mother lived near Sheffield, nearish anyway.
I like Sheffield though, apart from the hills.
We used to live in the Peak district - a village or two over from Eyam - and when we went up on the moors my dad said that if you carried on walking along the flat bit at the top of the edge you'd eventually come to Sheffield; it turned out to be surprisingly close, and I'd learnt quite recently that we had a Sheffield post code when we lived there.
We lived down in this valley:
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Post by aubrey on Jul 18, 2019 16:34:52 GMT
I live in London now, well down in the Thames valley, about half a mile from the river.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2019 14:39:50 GMT
How do these people manage to infiltrate and take over organisations, is it the apathy of members who don't vote or turn up for election meetings?
"Extinction Rebellion is led by extreme Marxists who want to 'bring down the government' and say people might 'DIE in the process of uprooting capitalism' "
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