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Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Hey, c'mon you guys - I remember the dreaded rubber raincoat only too well. And Robert has described it to a T (or is that tee? I never know). And Robert, maybe you remember the great wet June of 1950 - you had just started Kindy and I was in third class. We'd get home from school soaked, despite the rainwear as you describe (yes, sou'wester is right), take off our Blomper Boots (ankle high gum boots) and stuff them with newspaper and put them by the stove to dry out for the next day. They don't make rain like that anymore - well, not until very recently.

And though this sounds very Monty Python You-don't-know-what-poverty-is stuff, do I remember Mum giving us a sauce bottle full of sudsy washing water from the copper to keep our hands warm?

But those days of poverty are well gone now. Guess who's got a brand new 60cm LCD flat screen telly and DVD/VCR player? And guess who assembled it all by himself? And guess who figured out how to play his music CDs and look at his holiday snaps? And guess who doesn't mind starting sentences with a conjunction? Modern!!

PS - My title bar is not working either, hence no title.

Hugh

1 Comments:

At 4:11 PM, Blogger O'Keefe Family said...

No Hugh I don’t remember the big wet of 1950 but this raincoat memory fits finely into that vintage. Blompers of course how could I have forgotten this urban footwear that no self respecting dairy farmer would be seen dead in. Nor do I remember the sauce bottles filled with copper water but I do recall wearing countless hand me down jumpers etc. sometimes all at once when setting off to find errant cows on frosty dark mornings.
I’ve been meaning to ask for some time now if perhaps you brought Colleen Flynn home after mass one Sunday when folks had their brownies out (wow that sounds so rude now) so that you have a photographic record as I do of my spunk. Of course I don’t have her name and address as you do, never did keep very good records.
R.

 

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