Sunday Dinner - Radio Memories
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- Опубліковано 5 вер 2024
- The smell of a roast dinner cooking. Dad down the pub. Two-Way Family Favourites on the wireless.
The short film evokes the memories of Sunday dinner time in the 1960s.
First broadcast as part of the Arena Radio Night 18 December 1992. This is the tv pictures from BBC2 merged with the separate radio soundtrack from Radio 4.
TWO WAY FAMILY FAVOURITES-WITH A SONG IN MY HEART AND ALL THE REST.I AM 66 YO AND WOULD LOVE TO GO BACK TO THOSE TIMES AND STAY THERE.
Me too. Everything's gone downhill since those days.
Thank you so much for this lovely reminder. Sunday for me was Dad doing the garden and Mum preparing the Sunday roast. Dad would dig the potatoes up for lunch and pick some mint if we were having lamb. The windows were steamed up while Family Favourites was on the radio.......in the afternoon perhaps a walk around the lanes collecting wild flowers. Happy Days.
How terribly sad! The producer has set out to make Sunday in the 1960s into a depressing ritual of family squabbles, dad in the pub, and hard-done-to kids forced to be indoors and suffer. I experienced none of these things, and now I'm in my 60s, I look back on Sundays as a a symbol of a slower and more innocent age and a gentler time. Those radio shows are like old friends that have now become lost, and I think of them often and with fondness.
I AGREE.LOOK AT MY COMMENT.
Indeed.
Yes! Miserable bloody documentary.
A few years late but I also agree. Those of us who were there in a normal family home with happy lives recall a very different picture form this gloomy and googled recollection. Why the contributors look back with such displeasure is a reflection of people sitting in a room and trying g to outdo each other with silly comments. There are points made which could be understood but over all, if you watch this film and think it reflects truly what we experienced and enjoyed then you are mistaken. No time in history is all good and full of sunshine but the 1950’s had wonderful radio, were mostly happy for the majority of people and what would astonish now is how quiet and peaceful it was but most of all, how few people there were. Nowadays it is a crowded and angry mess as everybody wants and gets everything yet are never satisfied. Life in the 1950’s was not like this rather antagonistic film infers.
It is sad that's a lot of people
Did live something like that
Dad's. Went to. The. Pud
Mum and the. Kid's
Stayed at home mum did the
Sunday Dinner. Or. The. Kid's
Went to the park. If you were lucky enough you all. Went
Out in. The family. Car
What's even sadder. Today
In. A. Of. Family's. Go to the supermarket. ON. A. Sunday
And just because it's Sunday
Doesn't mean you have to have a
Dinner. Like. FISH AND CHIPS
GEOFF. STOCKPORT
Wonderful family happy memories, I can almost smell that Sunday dinner.. gorgeous!
My childhood in the 60's was mostly very happy and this brought back so much. My Dad never went to the pub except for very rare occasions and in fact he helped with the dinner as did my Gran. We couldn't afford much, in fact our dinner would be about a third of that shown, but I thought we were rich!
I don't know what sort of families these narrators had, but my memories are of a happier time. Two way family favorites had a lot of the latest pop tunes .There was Hancock's half hour, the Ken Dodd show, Ray's a laugh, the Clitheroe Kid, and so on. Then it was out on the fields playing a game of whatever ball was available, with sometimes up to twenty aside . Great times.
Same here; my wife and I were married in 1956 and started a family in 1960. I recall the mid fifties to mid sixties as the happiest and most contented period of my life! Sunday was the only full day I had of work and the two of us always looked forward to it; After church first thing we'd go for long walks in the country calling in on friends and relatives, hardly seeing a car on the road! After our Sunday dinner we'd settle down by the wireless, my wife knitting , me reading the paper and listen to Down your way, Sing something simple, Life with the Lyons etc. I think people appreciated the simpler things back then. The world seems so hectic today; I'm surprised more people don't have nervous breakdowns!
Absolutely.
don't forget the goon show too :)
And don't forget 'Round the Horne' and the 'Navy Lark'.
How sad that so much of this is portrayed as negative. I had a wonderful childhood and my memories of Sunday are very special. Sunday lunch was something to look forward to, largely because both my grandma and my mum were excellent cooks, and that they did not make me eat things that I didn't like, such as sprouts. Dad did not go to the pub, so we ate at a decent time. I cannot remember a Sunday spoilt by arguments, largely because my parents rarely had disagreements throughout their 60 years together. My afternoons were a delight, with one or both of my parents spending quality time with me. Listening to this dreary video has made me realise that, perhaps, my childhood was even more special than I realised.
How wonderful that I grew up in a slightly dysfunctional family. My mother couldn’t find me for Sunday Dinner; as a child, I was too busy thundering down hills on my trolley, building dens in the woods, chopping up fruit boxes to sell for firewood...then later as a teenager, hurtling round country roads on my motorbike.
My recollection of Sunday Dinner was a plate of crispy offerings at tea time, which always went down well after such an adventurous day!
As a child born in January 1946, I too have happy memories of my late parents & my two sisters (one of whom died aged 38) and the family meals we had each Sunday in the 50s.All the radio programmes mentioned in this video we listened to and in later adult life I bought as many heritage BBC radio cassette tapes of these programmes as possible.My collection includes many of "The Goon Shows", "Ray's a Laugh" ,"Beyond Our Ken", "Round the Horne", "Much Binding in the Marsh" , "The Navy Lark" and of course "Hancock's Half Hour". My memory even extends back to "Listen with Mother in the late 40s with Daphne Oxenford ," who will be here to read you a story".And emphatically, NO, my mother always produced wonderful Sunday dinners for her family and my father, instead of going to the pub (which he never did being teetotal), and always helped Mum in the kitchen.He tended a vegetable patch in the garden, and in season we ate sliced runner beans which he did with a razor blade and fresh peas with either roast beef or lamb which we ate on alternate Sundays.Mum minced the remains of the joint of meat for Mondays evening meal which she made into shepherds pie.I am therefore now 70 years of age yet these 1950s memories seem like yesterday to me.I agree with other users here; this video is far too negative and should have mentioned & stressed more positive events. after all my parents had just survived WW11.!!
Me too, 1946. Thankfully my childhood was nothing like the depressing film, I had wonderful time. If only England was like that again. I agree with everything you have said morphyesque.
Wonderful...brings it all back. Then there was Sunday tea. Sardines on toast etc., tinned pears and Ideal milk. Radio Luxembourg and home work - in the bath then bedtime.
I remember we didn't have much but my GOD we were happy
Dawn Finch Quite agree. But don’t recall being aware of the fact, or feeling in the least bit deprived or lacking anything. Of course, there were always ‘special treats’ to look forward to, as simple as an ice cream or lolly in the park. Don’t ever recall saying ‘I’m bored’ either, because parents always managed to make sure we never were, without having to lay out money to do so. Card games, snakes and ladders, hunt the thimble etc.even after the advent of TV. Feel very lucky and glad to have grown up when I did.
@@adscri me too wouldn't change it for anything
Very funny but not how i remember sunday dinner back in the day.....Dad would be getting himself ready to go to the pub while Mum started preparing the food and this never started before 11.....just as two way family favourites started Dad would be suited and booted, he would kiss Mum on the cheek and say see yer just after 2, he would ruffle my hair and then be out the door. In the following 2 hours Mum did the dinner and she always dished it up just as Dad walked in! We never had soggy sprouts, watery gravy or a burnt roast Mum made sure of that. I love taking trips down memory lane it makes me feel good and sundays are top of my memories. I am 73 years young now and would give anything to spend one more Sunday with my dearly departed Mum and Dad.
You and me too.
What great memories, all those programmes. Now we seem to have endless channels with endless 'reality' and celebrity' programmes. Two way family favourites was the one I liked best connecting people across the world - even did it for me when I was in the RAF in Hong Kong. Happy days.
I hardly watch t.v. nowadays only the news corrie and emmerdale all those channels showing rubbish
This miserable lot must have grown up in a different time and place to me. I loved Sundays.
i always love a roast Sunday lunch always have. Happy memories of helping my mother or Father both excellent cooks with the radio on. Happy days.
I had a horrible. Childhood, but in my nans house I found stability and happiness and these tunes are so precious to me, they make my heart ache for those days with my Nan
At least the coming of the pirate stations in 1964 cheered things up a bit :-) An escape from Sing Something Simple, the most depressing thing invented..
The Clithero Kid, The Al Read Show, The Navy Lark, The Goon Show, Tony Hancock. I would listen to these on a home made crystal radio in my bedroom, after sunday dinner, whilst building my next bigger better valve radio. Those were the days
My radio was made by Pye in cambridge, got HIlversum on SW with the Happy Radio Show of Eddie Startz while the Budgie was out of cage having a fly around after dinner. Two Church services in the morning then off to the cemetary to sort out plants on the grave of grandad then to the hills now lost under the M25 to pick blackberries. Worst bits, always cold and smokey from the coal fire.
Who remembers billy cotton band show 🤠
Wakey wakey......I could never understand why he shouted that. Family Favourites was my favourite Sunday radio show. All those foreign place names & I had no idea where they were till I went to Secondary school.
Wakey wakey......I could never understand why he shouted that. Family Favourites was my favourite Sunday radio show. All those foreign place names & I had no idea where they were till I went to Secondary school.
Wakey wakey......I could never understand why he shouted that. Family Favourites was my favourite Sunday radio show. All those foreign place names & I had no idea where they were till I went to Secondary school.
Wake wake, Alan Breeze, Kathy Kay,Russ Conway
we loved sunday's together as a family in the 50s and 60s ! :)
1950s My favourite decade,I remember people where happy food was great and i was in the RAF wonderful years I would love to turn back the clock.
Sunday lunch at home and abroad was always a happy occasion. I remember good food and laughter. After lunch the adults would take a nap, then we'd all go for a walk. This group must have had lousy childhoods!
I watched the first minute or so and it was all jolly interesting in a not-very-involving sort of way. And then at 2:10 the first couple of bars of Family Favourites and suddenly I'm 9 years old. Mum loved that programme, Dad tolerated it but would slink off to the shed with his pipe the instant Bing Crosby came on. Then the Clitheroe Kid (which I never liked, I can't explain why) or - if we were lucky - the Navy Lark came on and Sunday dinner was almost ready. Mum was a damn good cook when I think back on it - not in the silly modern sense of the word (all that My Kitchen Rules bollocks for example) but could always do justice to a leg of lamb (when the purse could afford it), did fabulous Yorkshire puds and roast spuds. And she knew her way around a pressure cooker too.
In the 1960's Sunday morning and lunch time meant Junior Choice, Melodies for You, The Sunday Service ,Family Favorites, Round Horn, and the Clitheroe kid. This brings it all back
This forms a large part of background to so many of a certain age ....time travel is possible! Thanks for the journey back!
Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez............RIP me... I can remember all these like it was yesterday.
I am now officially old...?!!!
Oh, where has the time gone...............
:-(
Don't know mate.its all gone so quick.
God I'd forgotten just how depressing Sing Something Simple was! The programme was made even worse by the fact that it indicated the end of the weekend and back to school the next day.
Eeeeh yes, Jean Metcalf, Family Favourites, I miss being at home for these reasons as well as the music stations. THE GOO OLD DAYS.
No mention of ‘afters’, which was apple pie or crumble with Bird’s custard, or sometimes baked rice or tapioca pudding. Tinned fruit was for tea, usually with ‘evap’ or sometimes just before serving (no fridge) I was given half a crown to run to the sweet shop for a block of ice cream. Radio was never ever on while we ate. Detested Billy Cotton’s inane banter, Alan Breeze’s voice and the phoney American-acccented spaceman ‘Hey you, you down there with the glasses’. Remember Family Favourites linking with troops in Cyprus and sometimes Singapore - sunset of the empire. ‘Sing Something Simple’ skillfully managed to turn once popular tolerable tunes into soulless hymns and dirges. As a direct result of Sunday’s lunch, Monday’s dinner was a comparatively miserable cold roast and Tuesday’s stew of the remainder plus bones if lamb or pork, shepherds pie if beef. Council flat in a fairly grimy part of Islington, London but plenty of parks to chose from for Sunday afternoon jaunts, arriving by bus. Post 1956 Sunday evenings mostly in front of the box. What’s My Line? with Eamon Andrews, Gilbert Harding, Isobel Barnett. Palladium with Tiller Girls and Beat the Clock - ‘You have 30 seconds to organize these words into a well known phrase or saying’.....
Sunday evening on the radio- 'sing something simple' with The Cliff Adam Singers, wonderful Halcyon days! X
Loved some of the memories. Occasional Sunday Hikes with the Boy Scouts. Match of the Day . Awaiting the Letter from Elizabeth, informing you of your Call-Up for 2 years National Service.
Everyone should consider Sunday and sitting round the family table and sharing and solving each others problems.
two way family favourites that was the only link with my family
in the 60's when I gew up in Germany
The smell of roast lunch, all the windows steamed up and the radio on.
In the afternoon sing something simple. ❤️
When ever I see old houses, I try and picture what they must have looked like in the 50s and 60s on a Sunday. And the Radio was a big part our lives back then, and is a time I will never forget.
I do that !
My earliest memories of radio was as a young boy in the 70s, my mother had Radio 2 on listening to Terry Wogan's breakfast show on her Bush Radio, tuned to 1500m LW.
Happy memories from when I was a conscript in the RAF and afterwards a student at a university college
Hancock’s Half Hour had an episode called Sunday Afternoon at Home. It showed how most shops were shut, pubs opening hours were much shorter and the time dragged by endlessly. One highlight was the neighbours going out. Another neighbour called and annoyed Hancock with his endless questions and animal impressions. The black cat in this film is beautiful.
Absolutely brilliant, we've just sat her chuckling and reminiscing. thank you.
7:00 That roast dinner look delicious. I could eat it right now at 10pm. Lucky family to have a mum who prepared a meal like that for them!
Yes they were lucky
I cannot help but remember this era with so much affection, surely it wasn't always like this ? but i don't seem to recollect any bad experiences growing up in the early 60's. Lucky me !!
It was a great time. I'd have to be a kid today! I've seen the best of my country, now no comparison to how it used to be. It's awful now.
Bloody Wonderful!!!! So evocative
I loved this. As one of five siblings, I remember Sunday lunchtimes very well. My dad would go to the pub for 12 o'clock opening and should have been home to carve by 1 pm. It rarely happened so mum had to carve. I still love all the old radio programmes from those days. Not possible to turn the clock back, unfortunately!
I clearly remember Sunday lunchtimes when I was young and all these radio programmes - especially Family Favourites.
However, I really hated Sundays in the late 50s early 60s - generally dull, boring and nothing happening - particularly when it was winter. I think the little clip from Hancock summed it up well. Round the Horne was great though - funnier to me now than at the time.
Had me wincing one minute, then splitting my sides with laughter , oh yes I remember it well.
I would like BBC to revive some programmes which I enjoyed.Two way family favourites would be a good start.Cliff Michelmore,Jean Challis and Jean Metcalfe are some names I remember.My father reading the papers catching up on the football news, about Celtic,his team and later mine.My dear Mum cooking,no fancy gadgets in our household,then cleaning up.
The I loved Sundays in the past . It was a day for doing something different . We used to go out lots. I loved this little drama going on with the Budgie and the cat.
Go into most stores today..you will be hard pressed to find any of the traditional foods. Roast beef...what`s that...you need a mortgage now to buy a joint? Bring back our British/English grub...not your prepacked `foreign` meals ,found in the shops today. Sunday was always a roasty day in the UK...what`s gone wrong? Memories of better day`s.
Pretty well exactly as our family grew up in Northern England! Only difference was we must have had the only dad who didn't go down the pub all Sunday.
Mine didn’t either. No waiting for him to come home before we could eat my mum’s lovely Roast dinner.
It was always roast beef, Yorkshire pudding and veg, I would listen to EasyBeat on the radio after I had done two paper rounds & made sure I had finished my homework, always listened to the comedy shows & recorded Pick of the Pops on my reel to reel tape recorder..happy days..
Dad used to send us 3 kids out on a Saturday night (sometimes 1 o'clock on a Sunday morning in summer) to nick potatoes, sprouts, cabbage - anything in season - from the local farmers fields. On Sundays we'd be sent to church, told to take a big swig of wine at communion, hold it in our mouth through the rest of the mass, spit it out into a glass when we got home so's dad could have a glass of wine with his dinner. The only radio we had was a short-wave one, constantly tuned-in to police activities. Great days.
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I really enjoyed that :-) Thank you for so many radio memories ... the songs, the programmes, the voices, HHHancock & Hatie and all. The visuals made my day too. My personal memories may be a little different but as A Brit abroad since '72 it was a great trip down memory lane.
How sad to have such miserable memories of family Sunday dinner. I'm pleased to say mine are quite the opposite. My Mum cooked up an excellent roast, the leftover meat would be next days dinner, cold meat mashed potatoes and pickle! She would happily sing along to Family favourites while Dad pottered about. We would sit down around about the time 'Round the Horne' came on the radio and my Dad would giggle away whilst enjoying his dinner. Very happy memories for me I'm pleased to say.
Sundays never changed,As a young boy, I would listen to the wireless, When my dad went to the local pub, I would not change the station, But over time, I became very familiar with the routine, I never ever, saw, or smelt what a Sunday dinner was like, That seemed to be for the posh people, I only remember spare ribs and boiled rice, and sometimes, Ritz crackers, on a good day, But Looking back, I'm glad it was like that, Because it holds so many great memories for me, I know all the shows, and I regret nothing, But I would have liked to try that Sunday roast,with all the trimmings.
Sorry, I tended to ask for mashed potato peas and fish fingers. Nan did good apple pies.
This is just wonderful oh the memories…..can you imagine how much that lump of roast beef would cost now,…..in those days lamb was the cheapest meat, now you need a mortgage to get one chop
We lost our mum many years agao and NO ONE could cook crunchy golden roast potatoes like her :( Her Sunday dinners were legendary along with 2 way family favourites! OMG WAKEY WAKEEEEHEY Billy Cotton! I havent had a roast dinner in probably 20 years! Just salad and sandwiches now! OOOH used to LOVE the Black and White Minstrel show on Sunday evenings but of course the 'sad do gooders' said it was RACIST and it was banned???? It was a music hall tradition NO HATRED was ever intended by it?
I HATE THIS MODERN WORLD I wish mobile phones had never been invented!!
loved your comment - except for the salad sandwiches!
So many memories of visiting grandparents. Every second sunday.
Used to get the goons at lunchtime radio. Sunday night at the London palladium. Bubble and squeak. Granny would always get maltiesers out.
It was sad! I still can't listen to Gardeners' Question Time. It was alway on in the background when we were eating our Sunday roast- always a time of tension in our house. When I got married, it took my husband a long while to convince me that a Sunday roast could be nice. In fact, nearly forty years on he is still the one who cooks them!
I can certainly relate to this!
Great upload, Andy! Thanks for the memories
My childhood memories of the 50s and 60s were not happy ones but radio programs like sing something simple brought an air of peace and tranquility to an otherwise traumatic period. The radio was the escape and I was thrilled when I eventually had my own transistor radio.
Happiest days of my life
Are yes Sundays in the late fifties, fond memories. Only saw Dad two or three times a year, him being a navy officer, and I away at school, but at home during the hols. Sunday was special. Over cooked sprouts and cremated beef excepted, two or sometimes three way Family Favorites was essential listening, although the navy hardly ever got featured, always RAF Akrotiri or the BAOR.
I miss those days, really no joke.....
So many memories .
This brought back so many happy memories, Family favourites, Jimmy clitheroe etc. Happy Days! Thank you
Bring back two way family favourites.
I thought Sing Something Simple was far from depressing. It gave me an enduring love for the old popular songs. At least they had a tune, not like the non-musical rubbish we have to put up with now from every bar and car that assaults the ears with over-amplified bass thumping!
I'm glad to find someone else agrees with me- I was beginning to think I was the only one who didn't find it depressing. I like it because it brings back happy memories of listening to it with my grandparents- my Grandad passed away two years ago. It would be great to find more episodes of it on UA-cam.
Terence Chapman I too used to love Sundays back then.They had a special feel about them with no shops open except the newsagents and the offy for a few hours in the morning.Everywhere was quiet and when the roast beef was in the oven it was about the only time the house got warm in the winter.Two/Three Way Family Favourites with Cliff Michelmore and Jean Metcalf was on the wireless as it was called then, although as a youngster I could never understand where BFPO was! I always remember Mum singing and Dad whistling along to this and Sing Something Simple later in the afternoon.This was followed in the evening by the dreaded weekly (!) bath in the tin bath that used to be hung up in the garden.Happy days? It was if you were young.Better days? Debateable.Some lovely memories though.
Terence Chapman Me too, just lovely old songs being sung the way songs were meant to be sung as far as I'm concerned.
There are CD's available of the Cliff Adams Singers. I have one CD called 'Sing Something Simple: The World Of Cliff Adams' produced by the Demon Music Group under their Crimson label: CRIMCD338 and also a 3-CD set called 'Sing Something Simple' produced by Reader's Digest in association with BBC Audio International: RDCD791-796. The front cover of this one shows an extract from a page of the Radio Times for Radio 2 on a Sunday afternoon with Sing Something Simple at 4.30. I play one of these at this time on some Sundays in winter when in a nostalgic mood!
Sundays for me were just as quiet, except for the radio (we could get Radio Eireann on Medium Wave where we lived in NW England). Ah! The lovely smells of cooked breakfast, roasts cooking and fresh tea brewing in the pot. This was the 1970's for me. My gran (RIP) was a great cook and she passed her skills on to me - she would have given that woman earache for making that horrid watery excuse for gravy! What was she doing putting a hot dish of beef on the table without a trivet?! The telly would be on in the afternoon after the washing up with Bonanza, The Golden Shot ... nowadays, it's like any other day and twice as noisy! Sheesh!!!
It's a knockout with David vine and Katie boyle
Lovely memories: I thought I was the only one who had a Sunday like this listening to the "wireless" .programs.\ because my dad used to have to work on Sunday morning and not back till 1pm. The Bishop sounds a bit like a parody. 2 way family favs I remember the poor soldiers in BAOR Munchen Gladbach and Bitzweillahof (sp).,I had forgotten Semprini but do remember Sing Something Simple slowing down the day as the sun set. and it was school on Monday :(
I realise that some commenters don't like the negative tone of the programme, but I have to agree that Sunday lunchtime was pretty depressing in our household in the 70s and 80s. My dad would go down the pub at 12, we'd have our dinner at about 2, and he'd come home about 3, eat his dinner and go to bed. The smell of white pepper just brings it all back 40+ years later. And then there was what my mum called 'cook' on Monday ("What's for dinner?" "Cook."), basically all the leftover veg mashed up and fried for bubble and squeak, or beef or lamb stew. All a thing of the past now, I'm sure.
I was too young for the classic Sunday lunchtime comedy, but well remember in the 80s hearing the end of Sing Something Simple when I tuned in for the charts at 5pm!
Sundays, the day for arguments, as I remember it. Mam trying to cook a dinner for 10, elder sister doing her washing in the sink, no washing machine, soap suds mixed with cabbage - nice. Radio blaring out pop songs. My memories of Sunday. The video seems like a nice, cosy middle class life.
Vernon Ward and Peter Scott prints on the wall - everyone had them.
Sunday dinner in the early 50's... yeah, Billy Cotton's band show ! Sunday... had to be quiet, and that meant i had to ponder about going to school on monday (i hated mondays, so i haterd sundays too) ! Dad was a green grocer in those days, which meant he had his afternoon sleep. and a deadly quiet would invade the house. Me and my two sisters had to walk on our toes, silence, no noise ! I would go out and chuck rocks with my gang, had battles with the gang on the next street.
For me it was Two Family Favourites. BFPO was the term used all the time. It is rather dreamy when I think of it and how young my parents were at the time. Lovely times
Jimmy Clitheroe and Ken Dodd shows too!
+Kenneth Maltby ''Where's me-shert? can't find me shert anywhere' and---Al Read ! ''If the Barber cuts off that mans ear---can I have it?
Everyone has their memories of the 50s. My childhood days were not of the best but I do have a real fondness fo the radio or wireless as we called it.
Does anyone remember Much Binding in the Marsh and Junior Choice?
+Philip Heath Yep---Kenneth Horne, Richard (stinker) Murdock, and Sam Costa etc. Junior choice ?--Runaway Train, Ugly Duckling, Sparkies magic Piano, Runaway Rocking Horse etc etc.
+Philip Croft What about Three Wheels On Waggon, Three Little Fishes, the Black and White Minstrel Show and the Hovis ad. on T.V.
Heard that Much Binding in the mid 50s listening to BBC short wave service on my Hallicrafters. The Goon Show for the first time too.
Only just found this clip . Brought back quite a few memories , but no one mentioned - The Stargazers . Ahhh , the good old days LOL . Things changed dramatically when Rock 'n' Roll came along , thank God .
LOVE it
Certainly part of my life, Mum would make a HUGE dinner and we had bubble and squeak on Mondays.
We would go to the off licence and get mum a bottle of Guinness and bottle of R Whites soft drink.
We used to ring the bells on a Sunday Morning, then Dad would go home and go to the pints.
Dad was proud that he could hold his drink but of course it did affect him, he always come back in a negative mood talking about what was wrong with the world and perhaps the Russians should just nuke the joint, ( not the roast beef though)
They would good days. Then often we would go out in the old banger Sometimes there we had pay to park and there would be an old geezer with a white coat, probably a world war 1 vet and dad would get cranky with the old boy just for trying to earn a few bob.
Still they were good days, you didn't get in trouble unless you went looking for it but how different today.
Seems like everyone is a lunatic these days
I had a great childhood, but Sundays could be utterly stultifying, especially if the weather was bad and we couldn't go out, everything closed and nothing good on TV.
Good days that is for sure
I still do a roast beef or lamb or chicken or gammon every Sunday has to be timed for 1.00 on the dot. Slow cookers wonderful. Cooking while at church. Timed for 1.00 . perfect perfect
remember 2 way family favorites well every sunday
Dreadful lot of rubbish. I wish my mum was alive today and cooking us our sunday lunch. Many happy memories for me thank you very much.
Don't understand your comment, Mike.... Dreadful lot of rubbish?
Les Reed me neither!!
For a trip down memory lane--check out the Radio Times own website. You can see radio times programmes for Radio and TV from 1923 to 2009--I think, when the BBC sold the archive to a private company. All those programmes you might have forgot are listed. The early closing times are quite a surprise---and NO morning TV dross either.
These days are gone sadly
the gravy was like water
magical days real songs
Robert ParkesIgnore the commentators on this because they were the odd one's out who did not come from a normal background unlike the rest of us. The commentary on this programme has been written by trendies who were most probably not yet born at the time. Look at all the silly TV shows that take a family back to live in the 1940's or 50's and everyone who lived through those days know full well that unless you were there at that time you have no possible idea what it was really like. Feel entitled to look down your nose and laugh.
I wonder if people in 50 years time will look back with fondness at our time maybe the present only becomes fascinating when it becomes the past.
sunday dinner in our house was always bang on 2 oclock if you was not there it was placed in the oven on a low light gravy would be all dryed up peas like bullets my mother always made homemade apple pie which I hated what I would give for a piece of that pie now haha remember my mother cleaning our steps what she did every sunday and the dog running past her with the leg of lamb she was shouting at us to run after the dog to retrieve it yuk the the dog was well gone hahaha
How depressing. I feel sorry for the people in that house.
Times have changed a Lot
Since the 1950s 1960s
And. 70s. Just because
IS. SUNDAY. YOU DON'T HAVE TO HAVE. A SUNDAY ROAST
DINNER. PIE AND CHIPS
OR. AND. REMEMBER
CHICKEN AND CHIPS
IN A BASKET. GEOFF STOCKPORT
Well say
HAVE THIS 2 GOT SOMETHING GOOD
TO SAY ABOUT THE SUNDAY'S
IN THE 1950s AND 1950S
YOU GOT OUT OF THE HOUSE
YOU DID HAVE TO BE IN
ALL DAY
50s Stockport was grim an grey and we had barely a spare penny but I had the happiest childhood,i feel quite sorry the todays children.
Have liked despite Diana & Kate's best efforts to trash & ridicule the wonderful institution of Sunday dinner !
Thank you this is a great video ..
Philip Heath - Richard Murdock and Kenneth Horne, Much Binding in the Marsh?
Magic.............