This has been great to catch up with.
So many fond memories. I try and keep some going - ‘first foot’ especially.
Like PP’s, we too would wander around the neighbourhood on NYE, with our parents, calling in at any house with a light on ( and known to us). Some years we were the house with a light on. None of it planned, just happened.
Those talking about clothes for Whit, we always had a new outfit for Easter Sunday.
Giving a new baby ‘silver’ in the pram, yes when walking with my DC’s the first few times, we would return with lots of silver.
I do live in a place where everyone greets everyone else in passing on the street.
Additionally, others I've remembered - not announcing a pregnancy until at least 12 weeks and as a PP said above, definitely no baby items until the last weeks as it was considered to be tempting fate. (actually one friend did buy me a tiny pair of socks when I was about 15 weeks, I miscarried at 20 - and the tiny pair of socks are the only thing I have - still, tucked away).
I was a little shocked when my DiL announced she was ‘2 days pregnant’ - seemed risky to me.
Maybe we need a mumsnet campaign to resurrect a few traditions and manners! 😆