Porridge

Post by **emanday** » Mon Nov 20, 2006 12:53 pm

AnneM wrote:...snipped...
P.S Never forget you were bathed in a sink when a baby.
...snipped...

Then later, when you were too big for that, it was the tin bath in front of the fire

CatrionaL · Post by **CatrionaL** » Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:51 pm

emanday wrote:
AnneM wrote:...snipped...
P.S Never forget you were bathed in a sink when a baby.
...snipped...
Then later, when you were too big for that, it was the tin bath in front of the fire

Definitly preferable to taking a bath in an unheated bathroom in the middle of a Scottish winter.

Catriona

Post by **emanday** » Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:12 pm

Definitly preferable to taking a bath in an unheated bathroom in the middle of a Scottish winter.

You've no idea how hard it was to explain that concept to my offspring! Well, they've never lived in a house without central heating.

scooter · Post by **scooter** » Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:06 pm

A regular thing in our family too!

LesleyB · Post by **LesleyB** » Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:35 pm

Hi all
re. the porridge in the drawer. My mother tells me that her mother used to talk of being sent north to somewhere on the Black Isle when she was a child, to stay with relatives who had a farm and there, according to my grandmother, the relatives poured porridge in a drawer. She was allegedly sent there to "build her up" as she was considered a "sickly chld". This must have been about 1910-20ish, as she was born in 1904.

The intruiging bit of this story for me is...who the heck where those relatives? My grandmother's grandmother was from Fearn Parish, Easter Ross, so it seems most likely to be a family connection from that side, but I do wish I knew who it was. I have a suspicion it may have been in Easter Ross, in which case I have a further suspicion as to who it may have been, but that will need to wait for the 1911 census to see if it is a likely conclusion!! - I've not come across any relatives on the Black Isle at all...

Bring on that time machine

Best wishes
Lesley

Post by **AnneM** » Tue Nov 21, 2006 8:23 am

Re the cold, anyone else remember the frost 'ferns' on the inside of the window of your bedroom when you woke up in the morning and the rush to get your clothes on as soon as possible, preferably without removing all of your nightwear.

Anne

Post by **emanday** » Tue Nov 21, 2006 12:49 pm

Oh, Anne! I've lost count of the times my mother caught us getting dressed under the bedclothes.

CatrionaL · Post by **CatrionaL** » Tue Nov 21, 2006 12:55 pm

Anne

Weren't they beautiful?

Mary

SNAP!

Catriona

apanderson · Post by **apanderson** » Tue Nov 21, 2006 2:46 pm

Isn't it amazing how long forgotten memories come flooding back when these sorts of topics are talked about!

I've never been able to get the same delicious taste to my potato soup as my mum used to - tried every stock under the sun but nothing is quite the same. I wonder sometimes if I'm remembering something which didn't exist in the first place!

What about Potted Hough? Not the processed stuff you can buy in the shops/butchers in neat wee tubs - the real stuff!

My wee grannie used to make ashets and ashets of the stuff and it was distributed to umpteen family members. After it was cooked, she kept it in the pantry - days before everyone had a fridge (or were posh enough to own one) and it seemed to last for ages.

Nothing quite like it with either new potatoes or on toast - absolutely yummy!

Anne

Post by **emanday** » Tue Nov 21, 2006 3:36 pm

Unfortunately, Anne, unless you are prepared to buy organic vegetables, proper free range meat and bones, etc... supposing you could even get the same varieties as your Mum had access to, you'll probably never taste soup like that again.

I mean, when was the last time you saw mutton in a butcher's shop? Mutton bones made great stock. Lamb just doesn't have the same flavour. Chicken these days is tasteless, fit only to tart up with sauces, etc...

There now, got that off my chest