tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post92844707432610524..comments2023-10-17T09:38:33.865+01:00Comments on Our New Life in the Country: A Blissful Nights Sleep and a Trip Down Memory LaneSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04177854521955532744noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-12198173185827495442015-07-03T10:49:21.922+01:002015-07-03T10:49:21.922+01:00This comment has been removed by the author.Kim @ Him, Him Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09566674565055851455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-3551785149378471772015-07-03T10:49:11.711+01:002015-07-03T10:49:11.711+01:00David's dad grew up in a place just like that ...David's dad grew up in a place just like that in CLydebank and we have some really old pictures of virtually the same scene. The only thing that's changed is the style of clothes.Kim @ Him, Him Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09566674565055851455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-50894377423887261482015-07-02T08:18:49.171+01:002015-07-02T08:18:49.171+01:00I had a dreadful night's sleep !
Lovely image...I had a dreadful night's sleep ! <br />Lovely images & nice to hear about the flats in Cumbria that you remember with affection. Our first rented flat when we lived in Spain had a tiny balcony; I used to have the washing washed at a launderette then lug it home wet to peg out in the balcony.. happy days xxBadPennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09889591351222591488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-87964657690399445792015-07-02T06:05:41.755+01:002015-07-02T06:05:41.755+01:00I still use my lines all the time, it's been o...I still use my lines all the time, it's been over 35 years, and it is one of the best choices I've ever made.anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03269208573774815462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-6351740202048348232015-07-01T19:46:50.740+01:002015-07-01T19:46:50.740+01:00Hello Sue, I've just discovered your lovely bl...Hello Sue, I've just discovered your lovely blog and started following you. Like you I love drying washing outside in the fresh air and often put it straight back on the bed. You can't beat the smell! Best wishes, Fiona - Lucy's CottageLucys Cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09876907073261435369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-11998552520622291842015-07-01T17:02:41.582+01:002015-07-01T17:02:41.582+01:00Ahhh memories! I remember moving into my first ho...Ahhh memories! I remember moving into my first house, a council house with 3 bedrooms. I had very little furniture apart from a double and a single bed and 4 dining chairs; the rest gradually came via relatives and friends or bought on the never-never. I had no curtains, but I had 2 rolls of wallpaper. From these, I cut out four pairs of 'curtains' and four pelmets. They looked pretty good from outside and lasted until I had some material to replace them. Where there's a will, there's a way!!! Lol, lol.<br />Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00914227535503925006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-55905812731012514192015-07-01T11:50:27.823+01:002015-07-01T11:50:27.823+01:00When we were first married, we had no washing mach...When we were first married, we had no washing machine either - everything was washed by hand. Occasionally, we would take a load of bedding to the launderette. We didn't have a TV, or a cooker, or a car, and everything else was second hand, including a fridge (no freezer) which my friend's mum was selling for £10, or donated to us from family and friends' attics. I remember curtains which were too short for the windows! We saved up for everything a bit at a time and really appreciate everything we have now. We lived in a third floor flat and carting the shopping home by hand and up the stairs was the hardest part. But at least we didn't have children then. SusanMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09622557936441532144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-26661705358196529852015-07-01T10:28:48.458+01:002015-07-01T10:28:48.458+01:00Nothing beats the smell of fresh bed linen. I don&...Nothing beats the smell of fresh bed linen. I don't use fabric conditioner in the summer as I prefer the clean natural fresh air smell from drying outdoors. I was brought up in Liverpool and my friend Elaine lived in very modern flats like that, I loved watching her mum pegging and reeling out the washing. We had a small concrete yard complete with air-raid shelter, dad grew Michaelmas daisies and mum dried the washing on a clothes line. Living Alone in Your 60'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08848266282669835475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-3971164344453589782015-07-01T10:17:56.408+01:002015-07-01T10:17:56.408+01:00Fresh outdoor-dried washing does smell so much bet...Fresh outdoor-dried washing does smell so much better, doesn't it, but it was so hot here last night that we slept without a duvet at all. I still had a restless night though :( Roll on Thursday when it will be a bit cooler.<br />When we first got married we had no washing machine either and stuff took ages to dry. The winter was a nightmare. Just before our first child was born we saved up and bought one as I couldn't bear the thought of hand washing nappies. The first wash saw us sitting in the kitchen watching fascinated as it worked !Pensive Pensionerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16753467730053378848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8468906973954014850.post-25000515207750617842015-07-01T10:10:37.568+01:002015-07-01T10:10:37.568+01:00Got all our bedding washed and dried yesterday too...Got all our bedding washed and dried yesterday too, today it has been all the towels, dusters, cloths got two loads out on the line now drying nicely. :-)Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05213759909336433460noreply@blogger.com