K, I keep reading posts about 'the good old days', you know, when we were poor, had to bathe in a tin bath in front of the fire, there was frost on the inside of the windows (and sometimes proper ice), a treat was a Mars bar once a week and a holiday was spent waiting at your Gran's for your parents to come back from an austere week in Blackpool? And I keep thinking why? Why do we think these days were halcyon when, for most of the time, I was unhappy with these things. Sure, I got lots of fresh air playing outside and I was reasonably fit, but I remember all the sickness and diseases back then and how some people actually died from them? Oh, and those happy days at school where teachers beat us with sandshoes and blackboard rubbers and coppers c;lipped us around the ear, and we look back and say 'at least it taught us respect'? Well no, it didn't. It taught us fear, and it did nothing to stop us doing the things we got clipped for. We still did exactly the same things but we learned how to lie and decieve so we wouldn't get caught, skills we carry forward into later life and visit on others. You do know that all the rubbish we talk about kids today having no respect? Well, in our day adults said exactly the same things about us!!! Yes, because it's what adults do when faced with children who don't have enough experience to act any different.
Yes, it's a rant, but the olden days were good for some but most of us put up with them because we knew no better.
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