I'm mid 60's. I think the overriding sense of how I felt as a child was bored. Bored at school if I'd finished my sums and Janice on the next table was still cranking her way through them. Bored visiting grandparents and having to behave nicely and listen to the radiogram (the only good thing was the Sound of Music LP). Going for a very boring walk into the hills. Bored at home - but woe betide me if I complained about it because there would be some task assigned, tidying the garage or weeding in the garden, or helping with the washing (in an old fashioned twin tub).
TV was boring because there were 2 channels (and ITV wasn't encouraged because it had adverts!). The TV was on for a specific programme, then it was switched off again.
But I think that being bored also helped my creativity. My siblings and I invented games to play, we spent hours with a pin pricking out holes to make stamps for our pretend postoffice. And the same making workbooks for our pretend school - always more time in the preparation than in playing the actual event. We made up plays to perform. We made 'perfume' from the roses in the garden.
My Mum worked in a hospital, so she was working and mothering and being a wife and a community activist - I have no doubt she felt exhausted and burnt out. But some elements were more straight forward. Kids out to play on the street and not needing supervision; fewer choices for everything and lower expectations; simpler food - everyone ate the same thing at the same time, and the menu plan for each week would be roughly similar (roast on Sunday, cold meat and salad on a Monday, some kind of shepherd's pie or casserole on a Tuesday [all from left overs of the Sunday roast], maccaroni cheese, or chaluflower cheese (or pasta and tomato sauce) on Wednesday, sausages on Thursday, fish on Friday... In those days maccaroni cheese was a complete dish not a side.
There were no 'guidelines' about eating 5 a day, or 30 different plant based foods every week. So if all we ate throughout the winter was turnip, cabbage, carrot and apple, then Mum didn't panic that she had stunted our growth or given us a less than optimal diet.