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Post by bjd on Mar 30, 2019 12:08:17 GMT
Here you go, Cheery: Reported Health Benefits and Uses of Epsom Salt. Provides Magnesium. Magnesium is the fourth most abundant mineral in the body, the first being calcium. Promotes Sleep and Stress Reduction. Helps With Constipation. Exercise Performance and Recovery. Reduced Pain and Swelling.
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Post by onlyMark on Mar 30, 2019 13:22:00 GMT
All we got in a morning was a smack round the ear'ole and told to get off to school or the ten o'clock horses'll get ya. (The night soil men who collected using horses and carts and kidnapped children to work on the farms.)
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Post by patricklondon on Mar 30, 2019 15:10:37 GMT
My mother used to give me a desertspoonfull of epsom salts every morning. It started when I was about 12 and was absolutely foul...she had them herself too...dunno why... To keep you regular BTW: Bemax = some sort of wheat germ preparation. Very dull, I endured but didn't enjoy it. Malt extract = similar, but sweet, much more fun. Like a sticky, dark honey. I think we had "Radio Malt".
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Post by kerouac2 on Mar 30, 2019 15:36:03 GMT
Growing up in the United States, I never had any of this stuff. I don't really know how different all of our diets were as children, except for Mossie who had to live with war deprivation (as did my mother and so many millions of others), but there seem to be major cultural differences in what seemed necessary or just "good for you." I don't remember any special items that people were supposed to force down the throats of their children. My memory of childhood was more about stuff for old people, particularly something called "Carter's little liver pills" and also Geritol, which I think was supposed to fill old people with iron for some reason. The main thing that was supposed to keep children healthy was milk.
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Post by mickthecactus on Mar 30, 2019 16:57:07 GMT
All we got in a morning was a smack round the ear'ole and told to get off to school or the ten o'clock horses'll get ya. (The night soil men who collected using horses and carts and kidnapped children to work on the farms.) Bit primitive in Nottingham weren’t you? We had toilets down South.
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Post by onlyMark on Mar 30, 2019 17:42:06 GMT
I was born in a terraced house, in a suburb of Nottingham, with an outside toilet, down the yard. It had been converted to have a flush system though. There was no bathroom and the old stories of a tin bath in front of the fire lived true after some shifts my father did in the mine when the pit head baths weren't working (not often really). Fortunately we did move out of there when I was five to a really nice and well plumbed bungalow in Eastwood. It was the first time I'd had a proper bath as in the first house I had to use the sink. I admit though I was past the time of the night soil men.
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Post by bixaorellana on Mar 31, 2019 0:07:33 GMT
Just think ~ after April 12 you all will probably be seeing things like night soil men again! (Sorry. Couldn't resist that low blow.)
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Post by onlyMark on Mar 31, 2019 6:25:16 GMT
There is enough crap flying about, that's for sure.
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Post by mossie on Mar 31, 2019 8:49:24 GMT
Roll on April 12th when hopefully we will drag ourselves out of the cesspit that is the EU
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Post by bixaorellana on Apr 6, 2019 15:58:54 GMT
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Apr 6, 2019 19:35:01 GMT
I read that article...I've not met anyone with synaesthesia altho I've heard of the condition/superpower ..interesting tho...
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Post by bixaorellana on Apr 13, 2019 7:02:42 GMT
I guess the actual Brits here already know about this program, Back in Time for Dinner, but it was a revelation for me. Of course I knew that the UK had shortages & rationing well after WWII, but I never realized how strict the privations were. I don't know how accurate the depiction of the 50s is -- once youtube comment said that larders weren't that bare, that there would have been pickles & jam and fresh fruit. Another woman was outraged: Just 2min! Ghastly people. Awful production Should get another profession. Decoration cheap, common, horrible . APPALLED THAT FOREIGNERS WOULD THINK THIS IS THE WAY WE LIVED . A 78 yrs Lady from Richmond Surrey.
Maybe so, but I was completely captured by episode one.
Apparently there is a Canadian and also an Australian version of this program. There is also a sequel to the UK 50s through 90s show called Further Back in Time for Dinner, which goes back to decades before the 50s.
Here is episode one, with other episodes in the sidebar:
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Post by mickthecactus on Apr 13, 2019 8:03:46 GMT
It’s a good programme and pretty accurate in my view.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 13, 2019 13:59:22 GMT
We had a few programmes like that in France showing school in 1920, 1930, 1940 etc. It was fascinating, especially the reaction of the young human guinea pigs to the clothing and discipline of the times. But I don't think that anybody was actually beaten to make the show more authentic. It would certainly have made it more popular.
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Post by mich64 on Apr 13, 2019 15:42:10 GMT
Oh! I am excited to watch this. It looks fun and interesting.
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Post by bjd on Apr 13, 2019 16:42:38 GMT
I still have a towel that my mother bought with ration cards in England in 1950.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 14, 2019 4:34:04 GMT
When I was little and we would come to France by ocean liner, we always had two footlockers in addition to our suitcases. They had quite a few 'rations' in them as well. Oddly enough, one of the things that I remember specificially was black pepper. I assume that my grandmother sent all sorts of lists of what my grandparents (and extended family) needed.
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Post by mich64 on Apr 15, 2019 1:06:26 GMT
Three hours later! That was entertaining and I have had to tell myself enough for one evening, but it was hard to stop and not watch another episode. I will be back to watch more.
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Post by bixaorellana on Apr 15, 2019 4:02:01 GMT
So we are at the same place in the series now, Mich! Tonight I watched the 1970s and was really pleased that I knew about the miners' strikes and the power outages from reading about it here on anyport.
There are a few things that I don't know if the series got wrong, or if things were just different in Britain. For instance, at the end of the 70s the family gets a brand new item -- a fondue set. Those were a thing about ten years earlier in the US. Kind of funny, because in the late 60s and on into the 70s, people in the US thought of Britain as the place where everything modern came from.
I think the family in the series was well chosen, as they get into the spirit of it. Also, the mother and the daughters are especially good about drawing societal conclusions from the experiences they're helping to recreate.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 15, 2019 5:24:38 GMT
The fondue set fad didn't hit France until the late 1970's (and lasted only about 5 years). There are a hell of a lot of fondue sets gathering dust in the back of cupboards.
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Post by patricklondon on Apr 16, 2019 7:33:02 GMT
Of course I knew that the UK had shortages & rationing well after WWII, but I never realized how strict the privations were. I don't know how accurate the depiction of the 50s is -- once youtube comment said that larders weren't that bare, that there would have been pickles & jam and fresh fruit. I've been trying to think about this, having been born in 1948. I don't recall feeling deprived. Rationing of some things got tighter for a couple of years after the war - a combination of bad harvests here and in Germany, where we had responsibility for an extra civilian population, of fiscal limitations and general economic disruption as a result of the war. But food rationing slowly disappeared, the last limitations (on meat) going in 1954. What was limiting, though, was that this was all before the massive changes in food supply and distribution we've all got used to since the 60s or thereabouts. Fruit and veg were seasonal (my father working near Covent Garden, he would occasionally come home with some end-of-trading clearance bargain as a treat/adventure (mangos, "Chinese gooseberries"=kiwi, pineapples, coconuts, and once a guava - but we preferred the tinned kind). Takeaway foods were fish and chips, or a meat pie from a local butcher, at least where we lived: Indian* and Chinese restaurants existed, but weren't that widespread till later. The conventional image of eating out might be an approximation of a French bistro or Italian trattoria, but pizza didn't come till later The whole range of pre-packaged meals from supermarkets came later (indeed, self-service shopping didn't happen till the mid-50s); and a lot of people didn't have fridges till the mid-to-late 50s. Also, people's "food imagination" had been so contained that sticking to the familiar and tried-and-true was easier and cheaper. When the brakes came off, the natural instinct was to go for more of the same, before experimenting. *Curries were known about, but only generically. My mother wasn't best pleased when the only personal note she got in my father's first message home as a POW, having been missing for months, was "Please send curry powder".
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Post by mossie on Apr 16, 2019 14:33:13 GMT
Having lived through that period, we always had just about enough to eat and I think the spartan rations helped us lead a healthier lifestyle. I can remember going into the grocers shop with my mother when she was told "I'm sorry, the only food we have is cornflakes", but we didn't starve. I think this was just after Canterbury had been blitzed in 1942, one of Hitler's Baedecker raids. Practically all our vegetables were grown on our allotment and round the house, we also had fruit bushes for goosegogs, currants etc. My mother always kept 6 young hens in a run on the front lawn and when they stopped laying eggs they went in the pot. My friend along the road lived with his grandfather who was a renowned poacher so we often had rabbit pie in season. We lads were adept at scrumping, and I also remember scouring fields of swedes in the hope of finding an odd turnip, which we would sit under the hedge. peel it with our pocket knives, and eat it there. I also remember an occasion when we boiled and ate partridge eggs.
So I am still alive and reasonably well to remember those strange times, we had to become adept at deciding which aeroplanes were 'ours' and which belonged to the loathed Jerries.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 16, 2019 15:12:37 GMT
I am sorry that, even though I am in favour of technological progress, too many vegetables have become "in season" all year. When things like tomatoes and cucumbers were only seasonal, I appreciated them much more, but I still buy them even in the middle of winter now because the hydroponic hothouses make the price practically the same as in the summer without flying them around the planet.
I am still 100% opposed to buying fresh green beans or cherries or strawberries in January -- except at the frozen food supermarket, which of course is not at all the same thing concerning the fruit.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Apr 16, 2019 18:33:19 GMT
I had 5 siblings and we lived in a council house in the sixties. I remember being hungry quite often. My Mum was an excellent, if unadventurous cook. Portions were small and us children only had hot meals at the weekend. Mum cooked delicious meals for my Dad every evening, but the children had cheese sandwiches or similar. Sunday lunch was GLORIOUS and there wasalways pudding on a Sunday.
When I got my own kitchen I went slightly bonkers...I still love to feed my family...made Jeff some beautiful fruit scones this afternoon..took a few minutes and they are as light as a feather.
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Post by mich64 on Apr 17, 2019 1:33:49 GMT
Bixa when I went to bed the other night, I brought my tablet with me and ended up watching 2 more of the episodes! I have the final one to watch and had planned on watching it yesterday but the news programs kept my attention. I will watch the final episode tomorrow. So we are at the same place in the series now, Mich!
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Post by bixaorellana on Apr 17, 2019 1:40:07 GMT
Okay! I'll let you know which episode I'm on, Mich.
It's extremely interesting to hear from the anyporters who lived through the decades covered in the re-enactment food series. Obviously I watch the show from the viewpoint of having been an American child. Patrick, I'm the same age you are. WWII was also my parents' war, but the US didn't go through any rationing after the war. To the contrary, it was an economic boom time there. I don't remember takeaway food from when I was little, but remember with great fondness going out for barbecue or for Dairy Queen when I was six or seven. After that we moved to Spain, where everything was very different.
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Post by lagatta on Apr 17, 2019 2:14:12 GMT
Bixa, I'm some years younger than you, but not a generation (except in the rather cliché sense of warbabies vs boomers). I am too young to remember whether there was any postwar rationing during the 1950s, but grains and other things were definitely sent to Britain.
I had a potentially lethal allergy to cow milk as a wee child, so no Dairy Queen or anything similar.
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Post by bixaorellana on Apr 17, 2019 2:28:48 GMT
Bixa, I'm some years younger than you So you continuously point out. I'm not a war baby.
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Post by mickthecactus on Apr 17, 2019 7:16:57 GMT
Korean war?
I am the same age as Patrick and whilst I don't remember rationing either I do remember ration books - still have some somewhere.
I remember stews with very little meat but lots of lentils and pearl barley instead. I loved them!
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Post by lagatta on Apr 17, 2019 10:55:29 GMT
Bixa, that has nothing to do with one-up-womanship. I've far past any age to do that. I did think you were a war baby, my fault. No, you are definitely a boomer, moi aussi. I was simply confused because two close friends were born in 1945. Sorry for ageing you!
I never state my age on public fora, no more than I'd state my home address. That is a matter of privacy, not vanity.
Mick, lentils, barley and a bit of meat would make a complete protein.
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