I stood and stared at my parents dining table today..

[Past780]

A place where we all used to sit as a family, a family now long gone. My sibling died many years ago, I'm now in my 50s with my own family, my parents are elderly

Friday night's were fish and chips
One night would be turkey escalopes
Sunday dinners which smelt amazing as mum cooked them, with the Smufs and Lost in Space on the tv
We all had our set places to sit
Mum told us to "take the one closest to you" when cakes etc where placed in the middle of the table
Saturday night was a fry up
We all sat there every night, regardless

Great times, happy memories

One of my DC's did their GCSE's and loved the poem.

They've heard me be sentimental about our dining table so hopefully it helped !

When we applied to adopt we were told we would need to get a dining table if we didn't have one. It's such a fundamental part of family life.
At my DF house where I grew up the dining table is in the kitchen and I can still see myself doing homework at it during the 1970s power cuts and melting the lampshade with a candle!

Think I might be the odd one out as my family growing up ate on trays on our laps in front of the telly 😊

Fond memories of Tuesday sausage and chips in front of Vision On!

Lovely thread, op 😊
Certainly stirred up a few memories here.

My parent's didn't really have a special table.
But we do, had it made when first born was a baby so it's all the teens have known, not sure what they will do once we are both dead, saw it in half?

I was talking about this recently with my DCs and they have lots of very happy memories of us all sitting down for dinner every day and chatting. Me too. Although they've now both moved out I've still got the table. I keep thinking about replacing it as it's scruffy and stained but there's a lot of memories bound up in that battered piece of wood.

I know exactly what you mean!

For that same sense of nostalgia, we have a wooden tray with handles. Every meal time it was carried to the table, holding everyone's drinks and any sauces/salt etc. My mum still uses it to this day. It must be at least 50 years old.
It's absolutely dinged to hell, stained, and has a ring-shaped burn on the bottom from when mum accidentally left it on a hot hob about 30 years ago. To literally anyone else, it would be first thing in the skip. But for me, it's our history. It was with us every single day at home during my childhood.

And when mum is no longer with us, that tray will be coming home with me.