tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post8525709802163830236..comments2024-03-23T12:38:46.260+00:00Comments on The History Girls: The Proper Olden Days Mary Hoffmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06241989732624913706noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-66357671937738652102016-12-09T19:25:15.012+00:002016-12-09T19:25:15.012+00:00I've heard it called a 'peeny' before....I've heard it called a 'peeny' before. I still love listening to what life was like 'back then'...and then hear kids of today calling stuff from my childhood 'retro'. Makes ME feel old!Becca McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09339982441409936532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-35950350705934205332016-12-07T17:04:24.225+00:002016-12-07T17:04:24.225+00:00I have to admit I still wear a pinny occasionally....I have to admit I still wear a pinny occasionally. I'm also an Aunty Annie - but sadly there is no kitten in my pinny.Ann Turnbullhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06484265041343702129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-49286296701276023782016-12-07T09:28:25.487+00:002016-12-07T09:28:25.487+00:00This post has reminded me that I have some of my s...This post has reminded me that I have some of my school magazines from the 1960s stowed away somewhere. And inspired me to go and look for them.AnnPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12336938252996563422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-15556653992259428092016-12-06T19:53:57.316+00:002016-12-06T19:53:57.316+00:00Those old magazines - what a great resource!Those old magazines - what a great resource!Joan Lennonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15763862159032836768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-26801501774261005872016-12-06T11:36:33.558+00:002016-12-06T11:36:33.558+00:00I've recently discovered a blog set up for the...I've recently discovered a blog set up for the enjoyment of people who went to my school around the time I was there. All those class photos with teachers I remember... <br /><br />And we all live through history. I remember the day Armstrong walked on the moon - they let us go home early to watch it. You were a baby then. When I was researching the Beatles visit to Melbourne for a story, I found the newspapers fascinating, from the fainting fan being carried on a police horse to the ads for Beatles beakers going free with 30/- worth of dry cleaning! I was able to look up the cost of groceries and what was on TV that week, what was on at the theatre and the cinema. <br /><br />Oh - and I discovered that the date on my birth certificate was wrong when looking for a front page for my day of birth! I knew I was born on a Friday, knew it without a doubt, but the day I had always believed to be my birthday was a Thursday that year.Sue Bursztynskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09362273418897882971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-47294939026665942932016-12-06T09:49:38.454+00:002016-12-06T09:49:38.454+00:00Just to see the word 'pinny' takes me back...Just to see the word 'pinny' takes me back to my Grandma who was born on Tyneside & worked in Service around 100 years ago. My mother still calls her apron a pinny too sometimes, but no one else I know has ever heard of the word. Time has moved on so that I don't even wear an apron let alone a pinny!Spade and Daggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03447641240079673493noreply@blogger.com