One bath a week with about 2 inches of water. When I was a teen and my hair got greasy, I boiled a kettle and washed it every 3 days. Immersion only put on once a week fir a bath. It was a big deal to get my mother to put it on. I would boil a kettle of water every morning for washing underarms.
We couldn't help ourselves to fresh knickers and socks every day. I used to change knickers every 3 days. After 2 days if knickers sweaty, I had to show my mother and ask her to give me fresh ones. My mother had the hot press organised with clothes aired well in one bundle, newly washed in another etc. My father was not even allowed help himself to anything out of the hot press.
We didn't own dressing gowns, these were for wonen getting up at night feeding a baby. A few times when I was sick and couldn't get dressed, I put on my outdoor coat over my nightie.
Had to get dressed each morning straightaway, also had to put on full clothes after the once weekly bath, no louging around watching TV in a nightie of an evening.
Heating was sparse and I was always cool despite wearing lots of layers. When I was sick I went to school as it was warmer than at home. Got sent home a few times sick.
No inviting friends to ours or me going to sleepovers or birthday parties ever. I didn't go to friends houses as 'we would have to ask them to our house'. It felt very miserable as a teen, nothing to look forward to. As a teen, I asked my mother if I could arrange to meet a friend in town while she did the food shop. We were rural. She said no, as she didn't want to be stuck to a time and wanted the freedom to do a food shop at anytime Sat morning.
No going out for nights with anyone of either sex. An odd night out was arranged when I was late teen but it would be arranged for weeks in advance with a friend. If my friend pullef out, another night wouldn't happen for months again. I often cried when a friend said she 'didn't feel like going out'. I was rural and had to get driven by my parents so I didn't gave the luxury of choosing to go out or not just on a whim. I was in college at 18, staying with my granny in town. I mentioned to my mother about going on a date. She started saying 'I don't know, getting ready to stop me!!! I said I am not asking her, I am informing her that I am going.
No going out for meals on birthdays. No going for a cup of coffee if we were in town. Eat enough at home. No eating chips on the street in the town 10 miles away as people would think we didn't have a dinner at home. It was fine at the seaside 50 miles away. The first time I ate chips in the street as an adult after a night out I felt guilty.
We only had 2 channels of tv so not much fights about programmes.
No phone until I was 20. Once I answered it and my father thought i had made a call. I couldn't reason and he tried to stick me with the bill. From then on I never answered it. If my parents answered it and my friend was on they would call me to the phone. At least they would know I had not made a call. A few times I heard the phone ringing and went out to bring in clothes off the line, any excuse so I don't have to answer and be accused of making a call. I wouldn't call parents to the phone if it rang as I was bitter about being accused in the wrong.