My sister who is 6yrs my senior wore a sanitary belt 🥴. I wondered what it was and she told me it was to hold her knickers up as the elastic had broken 😄, seemed perfectly reasonable to 10yr old me.
And yes the ST’s, waddling along with what felt like a mattress in your pants 🙄😄
This is beyond hilarious. Afghan hound size thing in your pants! And it had to be attached to those big thick navy school uniform pants with two giant safety pins . Mine appeared mysteriously in my I dearest drawer and I was supposed to know what to do with them . Was it a hammock for a doll? Reading this is a trip down memory lane. Can’t wait to read more of these.
dear lord, those damnable STs... my mother gave me one of her *used* belts to wear with the STs she threw at me when I first 'came on' and I had no idea what to do with it. We never discussed anything to do with bodily fluids in our house unless they could be controlled by wads of cotton wool and Vaseline.
What a great line Debs: 'unless they could be controlled by wads of cotton wool and Vaseline.' With your permission I'd love to use it in a feature/book one day!
Love this. I’d forgotten about the whole calling in the afternoon because it was cheaper. I remember my mum fitting a phone lock on ours because I was a nightmare for hour long phone calls. I snapped it off, called my mates and then glued it back on -- convinced there was no reason I wouldn’t get away with it.
This memory lane made me laugh so much! Sounds like a fun place to have worked.
A phone lock! I'd forgotten about those. Love that you snapped it off and glued it back on. Those days of long, long calls (to friends you'd just spent all day with!) are definitely in the past. My kids never phone anyone! x
No way! They didn't exist, I'm away for a lie down 😂. It's amazing when you think back to how little we were told about our bodies, thank god for the imaginary Agony aunts!
It really is! I think my parents were horrified when I turned into a teenager. They were liberal guardian reading youth hostelling types - but oddly buttoned up when it came to the things that mattered!
My sister who is 6yrs my senior wore a sanitary belt 🥴. I wondered what it was and she told me it was to hold her knickers up as the elastic had broken 😄, seemed perfectly reasonable to 10yr old me.
And yes the ST’s, waddling along with what felt like a mattress in your pants 🙄😄
Haha - I love that she wouldn't actually say what it was! THE UNMENTIONABLE :)
This is beyond hilarious. Afghan hound size thing in your pants! And it had to be attached to those big thick navy school uniform pants with two giant safety pins . Mine appeared mysteriously in my I dearest drawer and I was supposed to know what to do with them . Was it a hammock for a doll? Reading this is a trip down memory lane. Can’t wait to read more of these.
Oops * underwear drawer. Need to put specs on when posting
Glad you're enjoying! Yes - nothing was discussed. It was a web of myths and fumblings in the dark. It's a wonder we turned out so normal! ;)
dear lord, those damnable STs... my mother gave me one of her *used* belts to wear with the STs she threw at me when I first 'came on' and I had no idea what to do with it. We never discussed anything to do with bodily fluids in our house unless they could be controlled by wads of cotton wool and Vaseline.
What a great line Debs: 'unless they could be controlled by wads of cotton wool and Vaseline.' With your permission I'd love to use it in a feature/book one day!
haha! I think I might already have used it--or an iteration of--in one of mine!
Love this. I’d forgotten about the whole calling in the afternoon because it was cheaper. I remember my mum fitting a phone lock on ours because I was a nightmare for hour long phone calls. I snapped it off, called my mates and then glued it back on -- convinced there was no reason I wouldn’t get away with it.
This memory lane made me laugh so much! Sounds like a fun place to have worked.
A phone lock! I'd forgotten about those. Love that you snapped it off and glued it back on. Those days of long, long calls (to friends you'd just spent all day with!) are definitely in the past. My kids never phone anyone! x
No way! They didn't exist, I'm away for a lie down 😂. It's amazing when you think back to how little we were told about our bodies, thank god for the imaginary Agony aunts!
It really is! I think my parents were horrified when I turned into a teenager. They were liberal guardian reading youth hostelling types - but oddly buttoned up when it came to the things that mattered!
I think all parents were shocked in the 80s when their girls became teenagers ha ha xx