Blimey, this thread has got me all nostalgic [wiping of eye]
I remember my mum was always knitting or sewing. We had a radio and I read books,books, mountains of books.
Plenty of board games. I was always making things from scratch. I still have a 'cigar box' that I made over 50 years ago.
We always communicated, I got hear some of the stories and family legends etc [true or not]
We lived next to a pub, but my father and later my stepfather never crossed its threshold.There only vice was football.I was taken to my first match c1955.
Ther always seemed to be motorbikes around, my grandfather was always 'tinkering'
Our 'local' team was Manchester City, we never mentioned Manchester U****d
No sweets, not much fruit, but we always had good wholesome food on the table.
No TV until the late 50's.
I always was out playing football, or cricket. I rode for miles on my bike, not much traffic to worry about in those days.
Summertime and the school hols, I would be off to my uncle and aunt who had a farm in Norfolk. I would come back as brown as a nut and weighing more.
We never had any cash to spare, but we as family always managed a week in Wales, or Bank Holiday in Blackpool.
No money, but we didnt feel like we were hard done by, that was how life went and we lived it.
I think it made me what I am today, my children were brought up with the same values, respect others, uphold the law, be proud of your heritage and your country [right or wrong],be content with what life has given you. Hopefully my grandkids will get the same upbringing.