When I was young we had an open fire with a stove combined I could hear the logs
being chopped and the warmth and glow from the flames covered the whole of my
face which felt really cosy. The smell from the fresh bread and stotties just lingered
around the room I always remember it being the best smell ever. I always helped my
gran to knead the bread and wait until it rises, this was really interesting.
In my day there were no bath suites. All we had was a tin bath which we had to boil
lots of kettles to fill it up. Me and my sister would always fight who was going to get
in the bath first, my sister always won because I was the quiet one. I will always
remember having to use tilly lamps which were filled with paraffin. It had a wick
inside which you had to light up.
At weekends me and my gran would sit down and make clippy mats we would use
old coats and rags cut up and attach them to a hessian sack as a frame, as no one
could afford carpets in those days. My gran made lots of these clippy mats which she
used to give to friends and neighbours at Christmas time with a rose design. My best
Christmas ever was when I woke up and ran down the stairs to see I had a spinning
top, a game of snakes and ladders as presents. The times we play the games with
my grand parents in front of the old fashioned fire and stove.