Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...
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