We always looked forward to the days we would get to wear our rag boots.
Dad would tear up old sheets, or any fabric mum could find that had seen it’s best days.  When he had enough large squares and strips of fabric he’d say “Who’s first?”  My sisters and I would crowd around him and [...]

I read a post by Jen at Redhead Ranting the other day, called ‘How did we survive’.  I read another post by Kathy at The Junk Drawer, called ‘Kids and Fire: A bad match’.  It got me thinking of what things were like when I was a child in the 1950’s.

We ARE still here [...]

Jim and I had managed to find a nice little unfurnished flat, in a very nice part of London.   We had by far, the best and most expensive flat in the large house.  We were both on good salaries so the cost was not a problem.   One problem we had was that we were continually [...]