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It's true times were hard, when I think of Christmas morning and the contents of the sock we used to hang up, always some nuts and tangerines!!, that was special wasn't it?, the smell of roasting turkey filled the house and we were allowed to take a chocolate ornament from the tree, Lord how things have changed.

Although on the island where I live things are still pretty...old fashioned, I had coffee with some friends this morning, they're in their 70's, I asked if they were having turkey on Sunday?, the reply was "no boy, we're having seal and moose, can't beat that!!"

Robbie.

I recall hot toast and dripping - wonderful. One apple & one Dinky toy in a sock, definitely not a pillowcase!! One really appreciated one's Christmas gifts in those days. My best friend always received an Arthur Ransom book and I was always hurrying him up to finish it so that I could read it!

I also recall that there was no turkey for Xmas lunch in those days for anyone. My Dad went to the chicken auction at a local market - please note that was the only chicken we had in the whole year but we did not feel deprived because we had exactly the same as most of our neighbours. By the way chicken definitely had a flavour in those days as did the stuffing.

Oh what memories your posts invoke. My sister,brother and I were brought up on a working class council estate in Nottingham from where I recall things such as Keith's condensed milk sandwiches and my particular favourite,brown sauce sandwiches. But oh the excitement and anticipation of Christmas.As previously mentioned,we also got tangerines, nuts and chocolates in our socks, not stockings, hung up on the end of our beds. However when I opened my presents to find such things as a Dinky toy lorry and bus, well this was unbelievable. We now look back and wonder if we really appreciated the effort and sacrifice our parents made to give us a good Christmas. I hope we expressed our appreciation for what they did but sadly I don't think we did. How I wish I could tell them now.Merry Christmas everyone. EricT
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Fried bread sandwiches was our "treat". Nowadays that would be called "bread - two ways".

Two smells that invoke memories of Christmas morning - brussels sprouts simmering, and Harvey's Bristol Cream sherry.

Thanks for those Memmories,

Those were the days, i remmember going into the kitchen one xmas and finding a new bike, oh the thril of it,

Like the rest i still had a sock with nuts etc and a Dinky Bus cream and white,i still have a Dinky Milk Float from the 1950,s.

All the Best,

Roger.

And to be honest, with the exception of the Elbows and Phones at the table, I'm not upset about any of the other things have changed.

Paul K wrote: - brussels sprouts simmering .

Ahhhhh I love Brussels sprouts..

In our house (which was just a cardboard box in the middle of the road mind you)
It was the smell of banana nut bread that made me all warm inside... My mom made it from a jar of festering fermenting yeast called sour dough she grew in a glass cauldron like thing she kept in the ice box.
Oh and the smell of cranberries simmering.. and Turkey and ham and stuffing and candied yams and Sweet potatoes and bean casserole and biscuits.. well there were 10 kids .. plus granny .....and her sister who never married... I asked my dad about that once and he said .
Well son, she's what some might call, homely...

Ohh yeah i know dad she's like always home..

No -true story..... But i was just 7 or 8 iirc...