Hi Nick,
Thanks for the memories. I am of the age where I remember dad coming home from work after a hard day and mom had the meals ready to be served. On holidays it was hard to get to sleep because mom was in the kitchen all night baking home made bread, and pies amongst other things.
I remember the good old days when parents were allowed to be parents and kids were kids and knew there place. When after dinner you sat around as a family, mom knitted, dad smoked his pipe and read the newspaper, the children did their homework and then were allowed to watch tv till bath and bed time.
Again my friend, thanks for the memories,
Beryl
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