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Liberty Bodices. They were supposed to protect children's chests in the winter.
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Oh a thread dedicated to the joys of the liberty bodice & the embarrasment of p.e. days when someone who'd never been 'libbyrated' demanded to know what you were wearing! We wore so many layers it's a wonder we could bend in the middle...but we always had a bare bit between the bottom of the skirt & the tops of the socks! haha.
It's funny how we were so wrapped up against the natural elements & yet our homes were bloomin death traps! Strategically placed paraffin heaters, rugs on polished floors, stair carpet held on with rods that came off, mangles strong enough to flatten a rhino...not to mention lead pipes, lead paint & dodgy electrics...it's a miracle we're here to tell the tale!
It's funny how we were so wrapped up against the natural elements & yet our homes were bloomin death traps! Strategically placed paraffin heaters, rugs on polished floors, stair carpet held on with rods that came off, mangles strong enough to flatten a rhino...not to mention lead pipes, lead paint & dodgy electrics...it's a miracle we're here to tell the tale!
Nothing to do with Liberty Bodices....LOL LOL...but.
As a child I was in a gang (we didn't do anything except "scrump" apples) and there was an OAP a miserable s0d whom we called "Gaffa Geezer" He would always ambush me to go for the shop for him....always me, never anyone else.
He always gave me the correct money.....never a tip.
Boring...sorry.LOL
As a child I was in a gang (we didn't do anything except "scrump" apples) and there was an OAP a miserable s0d whom we called "Gaffa Geezer" He would always ambush me to go for the shop for him....always me, never anyone else.
He always gave me the correct money.....never a tip.
Boring...sorry.LOL
I remember all of the above mentioned, but the mention of starch made me giggle as my Gran used to starch Grandads shirt collars (they came seperate then) one night they went to the pictures and part way through he nudged her and gasped that he needed an ambukance as he thought hed had a stroke. Anyway turns out hed washed his face in a bowl of starch water left by the slopstone sink. LOL all was well.
we had an electric heater thing which plugged into a plug on the landing...but the heater was in the bathroom, right next to the sink! used to stand there in my wyncyette nightie, and drape the back of it over the heater so the warm air would whoosh up my nightie and keep me warm while i washed my face. no health and safety in our house - even though my dad was a fireman!