tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post715396779806387734..comments2024-02-26T08:15:33.336+00:00Comments on Frugally challenged: Frugal hero(ines) 6Frugally challengedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-67344132475903948702015-10-27T06:06:10.573+00:002015-10-27T06:06:10.573+00:00I wonder how they will remember their childhood? ...I wonder how they will remember their childhood? Sad, isn't it?Frugally challengedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-88885104069785219062015-10-26T17:35:53.796+00:002015-10-26T17:35:53.796+00:00I think your childhood sounds really lovely. You w...I think your childhood sounds really lovely. You were better off than we were financially, but I think the previous hard war years made everyone treasure what they had in the 50's - I think most people turned sheets and saved wrapping paper. String - even post war - seemed akin to gold dust and metal pot menders still repaired worn out saucepans. (This all rubs off - do you, like me, have one kitchen drawer filled with 'bits'?)<br /><br />My mother died when I was very young, but like your mother she hand sewed dresses for me and her. Her attempts at dyeing - paper thin - curtains were pretty dire though - everything became a murky mauve.<br /><br />I recall her making me a 'doll' out of one of my dad's old socks and you are right about most children generally only getting one Christmas present. Mine tended to be necessities like pyjamas or the suchlike. A relative who recently retired from a junior school tells me that many children now mark up in catalogues all that they want to receive! Lesneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10139947264337493961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-71678186512391824272015-10-26T12:57:00.902+00:002015-10-26T12:57:00.902+00:00What a great post it transported me back to my chi...What a great post it transported me back to my childhood and so many things I have probably taken for granted. My mother was from India and the only thing she could do when she came to the UK was sew. Her machine skills were fantastic and she could make something out of nothing. Although sewing fell by the wayside as she got older, she knitted outfits for all the grandchildren right up until she died at 68 in 1992. Living Alone in Your 60'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08848266282669835475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-26582513946789716292015-10-25T15:08:22.122+00:002015-10-25T15:08:22.122+00:00Thank you for saying so. That means a lot.Thank you for saying so. That means a lot.Frugally challengedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-37855000173606061202015-10-25T14:45:44.319+00:002015-10-25T14:45:44.319+00:00This post makes me so happy. Hearing of how very h...This post makes me so happy. Hearing of how very hard your mom worked and how you now look back and feel so cared for, I love this! I also love reading about a different time. Many of your posts help keep things in perspective for me. I receive a great lot of encouragement from you my friend. Thank-you.rivulethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11352395562904461909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849067128981431752.post-26456091363048544732015-10-25T07:38:34.715+00:002015-10-25T07:38:34.715+00:00My Granny did that with sheets, instead of French ...My Granny did that with sheets, instead of French seams I learnt to whip stitch with such tiny stitches that the seam went flat when ironed. The edges were strong so did not get pulled by the stitching and the "worn thin" bits became hankies and drip cloths for jelly and cheese making. Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18406981075860636289noreply@blogger.com