Delabole Slate November 2022

Macmillan’s World’s
Biggest Coffee Morning
TTTTTHANK YOUUUUU
Seems a long tome ago now but thank you so much to those who supported and helped at this event on September
20th. Cakes were consumed, coffee drunk, voices exercised and washing up completed. The proceeds, £378.60, have
been forwarded to Macmillan and a message received back: ‘Every coin (and note) in your Coffee Morning collection
box will help do whatever it takes to support people living with cancer. The moment you pay it in, the full power is
unleashed.’
* Alright, so the above picture was taken at the Village Show but I forgot to use it.
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Saturday 26th November
Pasty & sweet lunch
11.30am - 2pm
Delabole Methodist
Can you recognise / name the people in the photos of past pasty lunches?
THE GOOD OLD DAYS -
Casting an eye over my few words last month I note that it was written before the dramatic news of our queen’s passing,
and the series of events which followed. She was born into life to be a Queen and I consider that she did a ‘proper job’
from start to finish!
Looking at my “The Good Old Days” title, things have changed a lot during her 70 odd years on the throne – some but
not all for the better.
1952 - Going to secondary school I had 15 miles each way to travel on a double-decker bus. It never, in all those 4ish
years, failed to run (except when we were ‘snowed in’ for a week) or was never more than 10 mins late getting to school
(however much I prayed when homework had not been done!) and it was never late coming home.
We did have, however, a 1934 ‘Standard 10’ that did max 20 miles/gallon. at max 45mph., with tyres which had a
puncture every 1,000 miles, and an engine that needed a re-bore after 50,000 miles.
In the 1950s we didn’t have a telephone, a computer with all the communication possibilities and information at the press
of a button, or a T.V. (even a B&W), or a refrigerator. Today the meat and milk are no longer to be found in a “safe”
outdoors on a North facing wall! We were lucky enough, to have a W.C. (Not a ‘privey’).
Back in 1965, as a newly married couple with only me earning, we were able to get and afford a substantial 3 bedroomed
house with a 20 year mortgage on very modest pay – no outside help. We couldn’t do that, starting married life, now.
Fortunately, many things have also changed for the better. As well as the domestic technological additions/
improvements, medical advances have meant I am still here, creaking but alive, to write this. - Lucky you ???!
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