Ye Olde Worlde Mumsnette

[Sharrilanda]

Share some historical MN dilemmas and stories.
What kind of posts do you think we would be reading if MN was around in the good old days of yore?

'tis an unholy wretch that wouldst do such a thing. And for such a most foolish endeavour. I forsee naught but misery were any such contraption to come to pass in reality - and surely a replacement carriage service would become a necessity ere long. Look to your cooking pots else he also seek to meddle there for a similar purpose.

While children have I none, advice on a question of morality from MNetters is always welcome.

I must ensure to earn my own living, and I impart the fruits of education in a live-in situation - I have one young girl as my pupil. Recently I have noticed my employer seems to be paying me attention, though he can be cross and odd tempered. I have no mother to advise me, nor father either - Oh! Who will help advise a poor orphaned woman ?

Recently I have thought I heard some strange noises, or perhaps laughter, from the attics area of the grand house in which I'm employed. Should I speak to my employer about this ? Could it be the servants playing games and not carrying out their duties?

Take care dear heart - one could get badly burned in this situation.

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Would just like to say that if this thread is coming to a natural end (hopefully not) then it has caused many a loud laugh from me and brightened up otherwise cheerless spells during my days. I imagine I'm not alone with these comments 🙂

Yes, it's been fab! And there's been similar threads on the 1950s and 1970s if you haven't discovered those yet. 😊

No I haven't seen those other threads but will seek them out. Thank you. 🥳

And there's been similar threads on the 1950s and 1970s if you haven't discovered those yet

La! What imaginations these MNers must have to make predictions about the future. I am sure M. Jules Verne himself could do no better.

(Ooh! Whereabouts are these threads, please?)

We inherited a whole volume of collected ‘The Englishwoman’s Domestic Magazine’ (if I remember the title correctly) from a GM who’d evidently had it from her own mother - it was decidedly Victorian, as you could see from the ‘fashion plates’ of ‘A lady’s morning toilet’, ‘A lady’s walking dress’ etc.

There was a sort of agony column, advice to readers, and the replies I remember most concerned problems with children, their clothes not properly cared for, etc., which were invariably blamed on ‘the carelessness of the nurse’!

In Chat, look for:

"If Mumsnet existed in the 1950s, what would be posted about?"

And then something along those lines for the 1970s too.

Thank you kindly, Mistress everywhichway

A pleasure. Though I've obviously been overdoing the lace and velvet and letting my hair grow a bit too long.....

Oh wow I found the other threads ...1950s and 70s !!!! I just know I'm in for a treat and several hours in front of this tablet. 😱😁

DH is getting right on my wick.

I thought Halloween was well and truly over, yet still he insists on bouncing around the house with his stupid hat and tinkly shoes all jolly like, shouting "Hey Nonny Nonny!" and "Prithee thee Sirrah" and scaring the poor DCs.

WIBU to shove his marotte stick up his nonny nonny?

I was at the market, and found a scrap of parchment bearing the words "naice ham" and "cutted up pears"
Is this some form of hex? Shall I summon the priest to pray against demonic influence in the market?

YABU. If you didn't want this, you shouldn't have married the court jester, should you? Controlling.

Best to get the witchfinders to burn it all down. It's the only way to be sure any curse is lifted.

Good wyfs, what is to be done this night?
Both our ratter and our mouser now be stuck far up the chimney where they did streak in terror of the pyres and marsh lights that make thunderous noise and sulphur stinkings until the witching hour.
I added a charm to the beams in the shed but I swear our goat Gertie will not milk for another week at this rate.
Why not just one night of the almanack? Surely there be as many evil spirits attracted to beasts up chimneys as are batten away by such unholy carryings on.

Thy hearsay thee counter curse to such a hex be thee wordes "pickye bits" said thrice whilst walking widdershins in full moonlight in thy nuddy Mistress @InMySpareTime

@Sharrilanda I daresay the mere sight of mine "picky bits" glinting in the moonlight will deter all but the moste determined spectres!

Art thy neighboure be Guido Fawkes Mistress @Ormally ?

😂Ho Ho Ho! Thou hath verily amused me with thy commente!
I be sure thy Master-and-Lord-Protector-of-Thine-Loins doth heartily appreciate thy pickye bits!

My OH, King Wenceslas The Good, went out with his page yesterday evening on one of his mercy missions and has not yet returned home. Is it too soon to send a search party out into the snow, or should I just wait for it to thaw?

Dost he volunteer for "Help Ye Aged" and hence will be supplying ye unfortunates with firewood? Especially since ye Lord Starmer hath removed the log allowance from ye aged?

My handfast DH (we'll call him Harold) has been in the wars and is thought to have incurred an arrow to his eye, typical. However, they are having a bit of trouble in finding him and want me to walk round the entire battlefield looking for his body, looking for "certain marks known only unto me?". My concern is that this is going to take ages and I had a spa day planned.

AIBU to tell them they ABU?

Cheers

Edith Swan Neck