Posted: 20/11/2014 at 21:58
As a nipper in the thirties and early forties Christmas began on about a week before the day.. Beginning with the decorations. The mainstay of these were the paper chains. Mum would mix up the paste using flour and water and we would spend ages making up length after length and string them around the room. They always had to be repaired a few times during the period. We never had a tree.
We also would go around the houses carol singing. I could play Good King Wenceslas on a button accordion. One finger only. Most folk came to the door after a few choruses, gave us a coin, and we moved on to the next. One time the lady came to the door holding a baby. We gave her Good King Wenceslas all through and then she asked for another! That had to be sung without the music I could only play one tune.
Christmas eve we hung one of dads long wellie socks from the foot board of our beds. Christmas morning we would wake up at whatever hour to find a paper sack at the foot of our beds and a sock stuffed with goodies. An orange each. Bar of chocolate. Just small things like that. We did not get much in the way of toys. Balsa wood airplanes to make up. Board games. Ludo, Snakes and Ladders, And one year toward the end of the war, or just after, Monopoly, and we played that for hours.
We got up to find the dresser and cupboards laid out with bowls of fruit (more oranges) and sweets. And we could help ourselves when ever.
Slap up dinner. Chicken never turkey. Roast spuds, Brussel sprouts etc. Followed by mum's home made Christmas pud and custard. And the lucky lad who got the silver 3d piece. Does anyone still pull the wishbone?
And of course. No television!