Best Christmas ever!..your memories

[Rob]

If i knew that you'd think i was a sad person!!

emmm....
it's called Podging.
My granny from Rowley always used to say "In front of the old black lead grate, or even at the side of the bed, there was nothing quite like the feel of a podged rug"

[peterd]

:shock:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJe8-ddo ... re=related
And you're a Northern Lassie?

How old do you think I am!!


hey wot are those Black country ones called....tip of me tongue podgys or somat....same thing

you made podgys too

[Northern Lass]

Ok and why were they called podgies?
ok you BC lot tell us all!

and you northern lot...like Peterd! Clippys? why the name?

[peterd]

clippy because they use clipped of bits of material and i think podgy will be what the nickname for the stick implement that they used, as they uses podgy up north for putting bulb in to the ground

[Northern Lass]

nice one Peterd a mind of information mate!

So Peterd wot was your best Christmas and why!

[Carol]

Remember the first Christmas tree we had -a sort of wooden pole, with green brush things sticking out and a pretend trunk at the bottom. It used to have little red bits on the end pretending to be berries I think. I remember fetching a long glass bauble thing from Woolies and walking home with Dad for a couple of miles in the driving wind and torrential rain. I still remember that walk home every time I get the decorations out and still have that bauble. I also rememebr some ancient string of candle holders for real candles-never used in my time but it lived in a wardrobe for quite a few years. Think I've also got a couple of glass fir cones from the 1930's that still get hung every year. Does anyone else have any old decorations?

[Northern Lass]

We had one of those trees! and the bark had looked like brown sellotape round it! and the red berries!!

What sort of things does everyone eat on christmas day ?
do you have the turkey or Roast beef or wot?

I want to know what you all do on christmas day from when you wake up to when you collapse in a drunken heap on the bed....no em private details thank you...family audiance.

Tell me your meals, activities etc ....I am soooooooooooooooooo nosey!

[Northern Lass]

Someone has just told me that when they lived in Old hill they used to get the Bakers there "Gills" of Spring meadow to cook the Turkey for them.
Apparently quite a few families did this.
1945 time - Then pick the Turkey up Christmas day ready cooked....what a great idea!

[Northern Lass]

When was that year of the really deep snow 1967?? I remember it being a fabulous time snowmen, sledging brill!

We had some swiss neighbours and they always had their presents on christmas eve I used to love it when they had opened all theirs, I got to play with them and then got to open all mine the next day

any more memories guys of Christmas past and presents!

[Nemo]

Spending hours stirring a pudding mix, putting in the tiny old silver sixpences, then into crock basins with muslin tops tied with string - into a giant boiler and cooking for hours - wonderful old fashioned Christmas pud; then some weeks later plucking turkeys.

As an adult I was a Special Police "person/man/woman/whatever" and one of the patrols was round the streets past butchers shops - big crime was robbing the shops of these resplendent birds, rabbits, pheasants all displayed in their glory hanging from giant hooks whilst the joints of ham and pork lay on marble slabs in the shop window. Often these birds hung down from the bars of the window blinds which came out over the pavements - intermingled with holly & mistletoe.

At home Christmas day was one of only 15 days in a year my ma and pa stopped arguing! ( the other 14 was the annual trip to the seaside on a REAL train)

[Northern Lass]

ooooh yes Nemo the money in the pud! I loved that I found a threepenny bit nearly broke a tooth!

the smells and sounds of Christmas were magical. Growing up is a real pain!

[dianel]

Growing up is a real pain!

Don't do it NL - Peter Pan had a good thing going!

I visited a large family just before Christmas once - Everyone had to add something to the Christmas Pudding - a handful or a glug - and stir once each time they went by. Amazingly it turned out great!

My Dad terrified me when I was an ankle-biter, by showing up at the front door behind a 7 foot Santa cutout!