Born in 64 in London, lived the first 4 years in the slums in Wandsworth , where we - family of 5 shared a house with another family - they had upstairs we had down. We had two bedrooms, a kitchen, a scullery , out side loo and a tin bath in front of the one and only fire once a week
We finally got allocated a 3 bedroom semi between the commons - had a bathroom, and just one gas fire in the living room. You froze in the winter - ice on the insides of the windows, and whilst we did have a bathroom, baths were still weekly as the immersion was expensive to put on. All other hot water was from the gas boiler in the kitchen so strip down washes were the norm
Shools ruled, Our teachers were strict and had the backing of parents. Slipper and cane were doled out by the head ( primary school ) and if your parents were called to the school about your bad behaviour, you would get another walloping at home.
Secondary was a 3 mile walk, and walk we did, all weathers. Uniform was strict , right down to outside coats . We were constantly being tested, taking exams. . There were after school clubs - music, chess, netball , swimming etc, no charge other then any equipment you needed.
Both my parents worked, dad was a carpenter, died of mesothelioma due to years of asbestos exposure . We had one family car, clothes were second hand, bought from the Saturday morning jumble sale., hand me downs or home made. New clothes and shoes were christmas or birthdays Holidays were two weeks in a caravan in Bognor , the only time we ever ate out in proper restaurants . Take away was a weekly chippy or if mum won on the bingo a Chinese
Food was expensive back in the day , a high proportion of wages went on food. When I started work in 78, I took home £42.50 and £20 of that went to feed me ,me dad and little sister ( all that were left home then ) We didn't have the choice of foods we have now. Fruit and veg was purely seasonal. But omg , when the soft summer fruits came in, the pure joy of biting into a peach and having the juice run down your face and trying to eat the flesh before it all just slipped off the stone
No one was expected to go to Uni, you left school and started work. Only the exceptionally bright pupils went . A 40 hour week was the norm and only two weeks holidays , but you got all bank holidays - shops didn't open 24/7 then. And Saturdays supermarkets would be out of fresh food by mid morning with nothing fresh arriving until the Tuesday
Housing was cheaper but back in the day we didn't have the regulations we have now. Leaving home you would find a bed sit, not a HMO, you literally had a room in a house with a lock on the door and in that room you would cook and live. A two ring mini oven and a sink. Shared bathroom and loo, put 50p in the meter for the hot water for the bath, 50p for your electricity in your room.
As a child/teen we walked or cycled everywhere. Entertainment was what we devised ourselves. We were expected to be outside, we only turned up home for meals. And meals were eat it or go hungry, no other choice, no snacking, no popping to mc'ds
We bought our first house in 95, a 1930's mid terrace. When it was built it was built with no bathroom, that was added after the war - a bath literally squeezed in under the stairs. Cost us £68k and two years hard graft to modernise it . It was the first time I had lived anywhere that had central heating and a shower. Interest rates were high in the 1990's, think they went as high as 15% which caused a crash in house prices. We started looking in 1993 but rates were still high and whilst prices were low, we couldn't afford the rates. By 1995 prices were rising again but I think the rate was around 8%