Helping Mum wash clothes using dolly tub, mangle and of course the useful copper that gave you an electric shock if you touched it and the draining board at the same time.
The outside loo when visiting Grandparents with newspaper, rather than proper loo paper, not to mention the earth loo when we visited farming relatives out in the country.
Gas lighting in the caravan when we went on holiday - such fun preparing a new mantle - you sort of had to burn it first. And of course going to the toilet block for baths and the toilet.
Steam trains - particularly when going on holiday - they made lovely noises; but when we got to Yarmouth or wherever, the first thing my Mum did was wash our clothes - they were grimy with soot.
The first fridge we bought was in 1969 - as the new house we had moved to didn't have a pantry. It was a gas fridge - very good and very cheap to run.
The bakelite radio when I was small - and listening to the Navy Lark, and the Billy Cotton Show on Sunday - and Workers' Playtime during the week.
Oh yes, the interminable queues at Liptons, and collecting the divi, and the butchers van that came twice a week, so Mum didn't have to go into town to shop for everything.
And with no central heating, and no double glazing - how cold it was in winter.
Derby Girl