Love these anecdotes, so I thought i'd put my two pennorth in.....
My mum always told the tale of how, the day after her marriage, my dad woke her up and asked her what she was doing in his bed
When I had my first baby, 1959, I was a very proud young mum and took great delight in wheeling the lovely Silver Cross pram to the shops. In those days pram and baby were left outside the store, with no danger of coming to any harm. I did my shopping, came out of the shop and went home. I walked into the kitchen to put the shopping away, spotted the baby paraphernalia and realised I'd left her behind
I shot out of the house and ran all the way back to the shop, terrified that someone might have taken a fancy to her, but no.....thankfully she was still fast asleep and blissfully unaware of her 'abandonment'
She paid me back some years later though. When she was about three she disappeared in British Home Stores. Despite much searching by staff and me, she couldn't be found. Then suddenly someone shouted 'she;s here' and there she was hiding behind a counter trying on the ladies' hats
This was in the days when big stores had seperate departments for different items, and hats had an 'island' for displays, so it was easy for a toddler to get in and sit down amongst the hats on the shelves underneath the counter
