DM was like clockwork. I knew what she would be doing at any point in the day.
Morning: tea in bed, up for breakfast, hurl the back door open regardless of weather, watch us all shiver. DD always lit the fire before she got up. Feed the hens, collect the eggs. Radio 4 on (Home Service in those days) and baking, washing or ironing would happen. Occasionally shopping, but most of our stuff was delivered. We had a lady called Vera, who would clean the house, also peel potatoes and polish things. Get lunch ready and boil vegetables for at least 2 hours.
DD would come home for lunch, so in the dining room, with a tablecloth and everything, but it had to be over before the World at One, because: The. News.
Afternoon: Vera and DGM would wash up, and Vera go home.
DM would Take Off Her Apron and read the newspapers and do the crossword. Paperwork until it was time for the Afternoon Play, or to,have the gaggle of ladies round to sew or knit things for the Poor or the Poor Children in Africa or the Missionaries.
Afternoon Tea would be served with bread and butter and cake. If this wasn’t happening, she would go and Get Her Hair Done.
Evening: DD would return and read the newspapers with a drink, whist DM prepared dinner. And more The. News. DGM would wash up and then they would watch something on “the television set”.
They would always be in bed by 10 pm, which was regarded as terribly late.
As I got older, all this used to drive me mad with boredom, but DM seemed to be happy with it. She did eventually get an automatic washing machine to replace the twin tub but always cooked from scratch. Gardening happened at the weekend, with a man whose name I can't remember now, and DGF, before he died.
She wasn’t a big phone user, perhaps because it sat in the hall, so I can't imagine her on MN. She wouldn't have coped with the swearing and the Sex threads!
We had a big spring clean too, but there again, DM had DGM and Vera on board.