We didn't have a TV till the late '80s
Dad mostly worked. Sometimes went out to NFU meetings and to give blood. I remember helping him count out the weekly wages (brown envelopes laid across the desk, payslip on top, then notes and coins and all double checked before being put into the envelope and sealed.) He also seemed to go to a lot of funerals - I think he was often representing the farm. Also at weekends, he cut the grass and did the fruit and veg side of the garden.
Mum did all the housework (including the twin tub,) and shopping. I remember rainy days in the holidays where the kitchen table was covered with newspaper and we cleaned all the brass and silver stuff. In summer, we also prepared lots of soft fruit there (topping and tailing) for the freezer, and vegetables, especially runner beans. And the Christmas cake and Christmas puddings were mixed there, everyone taking a turn and making a wish.
Mum sewed a lot of our clothes when we were little - there were a lot of hand-me-downs, too. And she knitted a lot
She also had an NHR group (National Housewives Register - think it's the Nationsl Women's Register these days.) They read books like the Female Eunuch and had a baby sitting circle. I still send Christmas cards to a couple of those women. She was secretary for the local WEA. She did a meals-on-wheels round for the WRVS. She did books-on-wheels for the library (we got taken round too in the school holidays, because her old ladies liked seeing how we were growing - and it helped get me my first Saturday job at the library, as I knew a lot about their behind-the-scenes services.) She was a PT secretary for the local agricultural show. She did various AdEd classes over the years, particularly literature ones. She took us to Brownies and swimming club - and became a lifeguard and swimming teacher, so many school hols were spent up the pool - basically free childcare. Saturday mornings was music club. And later she was involved with the local gardening club.
Sundays we all went to church where Dad was a church warden (the parish was basically the farm) until it was made redundant, but he was still involved with one-off services like Christmas carols (as were we.) They were both also in the PTA at school (Dad later became a governor) and were very involved with fundraising.
They also had big parties once or twice a year - parents downstairs, we kids either upstairs (winter) or in the garden (summer.) If it was going on late, there would be loads of children in sleeping bags across the bedroom floor while they carried on downstairs.
And in the summer after work/school, we'd sometimes go down to the sea for a swim. Occasionally, Dad would come, too. I also remember some wonderful picnic teas in the harvest field.
It was just busy all the time, everyone doing their own things. There was a lot of coordination in our teenage years, sharing lifts with other parents for swimming club/guides/YFC/DofE as well as their own things. Once in a while, Dad's NFU meetings would coincide with my YFC meetings, both up at the local ag coll, but mostly it was more complicated.