OneGuyFromBarlick

Stanley wrote: ↑01 Jul 2018, 02:39 t was that Tripps' fault........

I plead not guilty M'lud.

That's not the work of art you have ( or did have last time I looked) on your kitchen wall....

You can just tell he wants another look.

They're still there, a constant delight!

The suspenders my dad wore to hold his socks up..... Us lads had elastic garters.

The horrible taste of many of the medicines we were forced to take. It seemed to me that the rule was the worse it tasted, the more effective! High on this list was Easton's Syrup, a 'tonic' we were given in the Spring and Brimstone and Treacle which 'thinned' the blood, allegedly a good thing! As soon as you got an itchy heat spot out it came. Funny thing is I haven't seen a heat spot for years..... I wonder if they were flea bites.......

It was Mylanta that I remember, it tasted like chalky milk. :

Never come across that one. We had Milk of Magnesia which was probably the same thing.

In hot weather like this the gas tar which bound most road surfaces and was poured between the setts in the road used to melt. Roads that had been tarred and chipped had to have limestone dust spread on them to stop the tar sticking to car tyres. This was true even as late as 1976. Earlier than that, we used to harvest tar from between the setts and use it like Plasticine with the inevitable consequence that our hands got covered with it. The only remedy was to rub lard into your skin, that dissolved it. I can remember how annoyed my mother used to get!



An unusually small tar boiler. These were a common sight.

No matter how bad things got, mother always made sure we had a clean handkerchief each day. There was a lot of coughing and spitting in the street and on public transport then. And I mean serious gobs of phlegm!

Stanley wrote: ↑06 Jul 2018, 03:02 No matter how bad things got, mother always made sure we had a clean handkerchief each day.

... and clean undies "in case you get knocked over on the roads"...

You've got it right China! I can still hear her saying it!

I can still remember the spoonful of malt from Grandma before school. Yum .
I wonder if that's where I got my sweet-tooth from.

I liked cod liver oil and malt as well Cathy.......

You could get malt extract with CLO or malt extract alone, so Cathy might have been on the malt only version.

Not for me...sweet stuff on a spoon...so likely I pushed it away, or shoved it in the nearest pot plant!

I can remember having to be given penicillin as a young child but I rejected the capsule - I'd never seen one before and it didn't look safe to eat to my young eyes. So Mum opened capsules and mixed the powder with something sweet and gave it me on a spoon. That worked!

The first penicillin I had was in about 1960 and that was on grease soaked gauze as a dressing on a stubborn cut that refused to heal, it worked like magic!

My dad had the benefit of penicillin after being wounded in Normandy 1n 1944. He believed it had saved his life. Nolic

I had injections of penicillin in 1949 it saved my leg, but I got penicillin poisoning - my face looked like I'd been 10 rounds with Frank Bruno!

Hard luck Moh. One of my friends is allergic to Penicillin and gets the same symptoms.
Another area where the war brought medicine forward was burn treatment. The only thing that was done when I was a lad was to smear a burn with butter. It's a wonder we didn't all get blood poisoning!

Although putting the penicillin powder into something tasty got me to take it, I seem to remember that I promptly vomited it up!

My medical records show an allergy to penicillin but I have no idea how I react to it. My mother is very vague on the subject

Make of this what you will. I saved the link because one of my kids had a bad reaction when he was young.

Penicillin allergy?

When you see the list of observed side effects of penicillin it's no wonder so many people think they are allergic to the antibiotic. LINK

We used to make lots of these in the late 60s and early 70s. Hours of fun and I still have some of the scars, who needs brakes...

We always had smaller wheels at the front.