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She was right there was nothing on that email not even a dancing man Lol

Shelly I think you meant the cane was scrapped not crapped. on the other hand perhaps it was crap lol

one of my sons was smacked round the head by his headmaster and my son had a peferated ear drum.he didnt tell me what had happened. some one told me when I went to collect him from school ( he had a doctors appointment) so I asked him why was he smacked ? he was accused of something he didnt do . both my son and another boy in the class had red hair and it was the other kid that did it. smashed a window .. so I went in to tell the headmaster off .. he hit my son around his ear.which was red. He heard me talking to the teacher. and went in his room and locked his door.
so I banged on the door shouting to him to open the door.
in the end he had too. the other tearchers were standing watching I could have hit him? but I didnt I told him I was reporting him for hitting my son knowing he had a perforated ear drum and that he had hit the wrong boy.

He said he was sorry he had alot on his mind and lost his temper. I told him when my husband finds out he better wear a helmet to school.and he should not be teaching if he could not control his temper.

After that he was as nice as pie to me and my son. when my son passed the scholarship with the highest points he was spouting out what a good scholar he was and he always worked hard..

Rita

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Evening All.

Just managed to get on the puter. We are all pushing each other out of the way to get on.

I sent you all an e-mail this morning, but Marilyn said there was nothing on it. LOL

Will try and send it again. It really is very funny. Well it made me laugh.

Back later.

Hope everyone is ok.

edit. resent email. Heres hoping.

pauline i was a wild child no way the teachers would of caned me
i wouldent of let them

by the time i was in cecondery school the caine was craped

Marilyn that is one of my favourite meals Liver and Onions.

we had a tin bath that hung on the wall outside in the little yard and I had an iron mangle a big heavy one and a stone copper with a grate underneath to do my washing in.


Rita

Shelly, if you'd done that in our school - you would have had swollen hands for days, they loved using the cane on us. And yes, I did get the cane.... quite a few times. It was always a misunderstanding of course...... because I was an angel - hence the wings.

Forgot to tell Barbara........... I'm the angelic one.

Marilyn, put .co.uk on the end of that web address.

We always had an inside loo and a bathroom, but my grandmother had an outside loo and a poss tub and mangle in the yard. She had a gas mantle as well.

we must of been well posh
we had a inside loo
but i can remember my nanny and all my aruntis had out side loos

Hi Barbra welcome to the thread

i dont remember the black board rubber being chuck at me cos i would if chuck it back and that i would of remembered

Rita,
I had an outside toilet ,but a potty & camode in the bedrooms how unhygienic is
that ? but everyone had one or the other.

Couldn't possibly go outside during the night for the toilet we were to tiny !! :-S

My cat never had cat food .....he had what we left !! if any ..LOL and it lived till 13yrs .

Oh I go could on .....LOL but I wont .

Just been out to morris*ns for dinner .....Liver & Onions really nice and homely.

Pat hope you enjoyed your Curry...


Agatha ,I cant get into that web site it wont let me !!

I liked your story Dermot it gave me a laugh.

Vampire I call the nurse who does my warfarin blood tests that she always has a laugh. I say take some blood off someone else please not all mine I need some you know.

Rita

Dermot I would loved to have seen you in black knickers
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we didnt have shop brought meals either nothing was every thrown away. batter pudding made to go with a small piece of lamb on a sunday or a small piece of beef was a luxury that was made in a large tin and half eaten the rest was used next day to go with the bubble and squeak or hot jam poured over it as a dessert which was a treat to my sister and I,The cold lamb or beef went with the bubble and squeak
we had things like meat pudding made in a basion most was veg.we had bacon pudding made the same way. tea was rationed so after we used the tea it was dried on a piece of newspaper on the cooker grill and mixed with two teaspons of fresh tea leaves.
we had so much toast which either had beans on , pilchards. or egg.
mince was used to make most meals 1 1/2 lbs was used for the rest of the week in some form or other this fed four of us.. it was lucky the day Mum went into the butchers to buy a lb of sauages the butcher knew we had a dog so we got a big marrow bone needless to say broth was made out of that before the dog got the bone.The dog ate any left overs of our meals and he was well looked after.
The best thing was Dad had a little alloment so we had lots of veg. and nothing was wasted,

Rita

Watch they don't bite your neck Pat. LOL

I've had a rubbish day at work. I was learning something new on a rubbish computer which was very slow :-( :-( :-(
Chicken curry for tea now :-)
Not much on telly. Going to spend my evening with the Vampires :-D :-D :-D

There's a website www.lilyholtroad
Its the Benwick Website, my grandprents came from there and there are loads of old school photo's on there, some are ancient, just thought I would say incase anyone wants a look.

off to peel potatos, got bangers and mash for tea

back later
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Damp dark and showery here too Yvonne. I put the waashing out but might regret it eh?

Got the shopping we wanted spent too much money, of course. Got hubby some wine and beer. I treated myself to some new sandals, not cheap but vey comfortable.

Just looked out and it's heaving !!! The washing can stay out. It's too cold and wet to get it in.

Be back later.

Linda :-) <3

Dermot that was so funny, made me laugh

When I was at primary school one of our teachers would ring a little bell if she wanted the class to be quiet. In seniors my geography teacher threw the board rubber or bits of chalk at the boys, he also had a walking stick which he would slam down on the desk if someone wasn't paying attention

I didn't like school dinners much, lumpy grey mashed potato yuk

Had a few showers today, and sunny bits
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The True Bear Story.

A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning....

Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.
He looks into his small bowl. It is empty.. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.

Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair.. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.

Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots?

It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.

'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.

'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-arses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence. Listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once....

'I HAVEN'T MADE THE BLODY PORRIDGE YET!!'

Rita - black knickers? - no, we never had them either as far as I remember & if we had, mother wouldn't dare hang them out to dry. Embarrassing!

Nor did we have school busses - on yer bike for five miles each way, hail, rain or snow. Then farm work in the evenings & at weekends. No fast food according to my mother in our house but she said she'd cook our meals as fast as she could.

And what meals! Practically everything home produced except for the tea leaves I suppose. No dodgy cucumbers either. Farm fresh was no lie; no on-line grocery orders & no use-by-date worries with a family of five plus, for a while, two grandparents. Just as well we had a big dining table. Eating a meal 'from your lap' wasn't invented then!

Now - who’d like a soft-boiled egg & toasted over the open turf fire soldiers for breakfast tomorrow? You’ll have to collect the eggs from the chicken coop first. Beware of that highly strung gander parading around the yard since 5am - he surely can bite unexpectedly.

Pat my OH has an aversion to mashed potato and blames school dinners for it. I tell him to get over it :-( It was more than 40 years ago and I don't leave lumps in mine :-D

I hated school dinners!
I blame my phobia of rice pudding on school dinners. Even thinking about rice pudding can make me throw up :-P :-P :-P