Living in a terraced house, not having an inside toilet, we only had a postage stamp piece of garden, being the only child in the yard, having lots of " aunties" who spoilt me rotten. My mum did washing on a monday,she had a twin tub washer, shopping on Wednesday & Friday, scrubbing the front & back steps on a wednesday afternoon, she didn't do all the shopping at the supermarket, we went to the green grocers, butchers & bread shop, called at the co op for milk tokens, going to town by bus on a Saturday morning to meet my Nan & Grandad & queuing outside BHS to go & buy cheese & bacon then to the market. Going home for dinner from school, boys not allowed to wear long trousers at infant school, a boy who was a pupil being brought to the nativity on a stretcher, he had perthes disease & had been in hospital for almost a year. Living next door to a sandwich shop & 3 doors from the paper shop, the lady who owned the paper shop shouting out the window to tell me to be quiet because it was Sunday afternoon. Walking up to the end of the next block to the off licence to fetch a bottle of double diamond beer on a saturday night, kids sat on the steps of the working men's club with a bag of crisps & a bottle of pop with a straw while their parents were inside. The rag man who gave goldfish for rags, waving to people on the buses that went past our house. The rent & insurance men calling to collect payments, the milkman & bin men. Watching children's television from 4 00pm to 5.40pm then the adult programmes started. Play school, Jackanory, Blue Peter, Magic Roundabout, Crackerjack on a Friday.