I was in an antique shop in North Freo yesterday and as well as scoring couple of records ($4 each) I also came across this 1957 Women’s Weekly. The front cover shows a wonderful anglicised little Jesus and also tells us that this magazine costs 7 pennies in Australia and South Africa
Then we have this beauty problem in The Postbag…
This would have to be my favourite advertisement. What every man needs after a hard evening of bell ringing…
Here’s something we don’t see enough off these days! Nice white pinnies!
Thank goodness for Mrs Marryat!
Time to hang up the pinnie and have a good time? (see below for No.1 at this time)
And last but not least, a valuable lesson on how Horlicks can save your marriage…
What was at number 1 in December, 1957, in Australia? Diana by Paul Anka
Also No.1 during this month was Bing Crosby and Victor Young’s Around the World
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1 warthog // Sep 24, 2007 at 1:26 pm
Blimey Charlie. I remember it all so well although I cant remember any specific event in my life that I can pin down to 1957.
Weren’t they repressed, horrible times. The patriarchy displayed in those adverts is almost jaw dropping.
It might have been my fairly specific [English] Midlands, petit bourgeois upbringing but when I see artistic depictions of the 1950s, they are not usually a cliche but, more or less, a return to a former reality. It WAS dull, dreary, black and white, god fearing, repressed and the like. There was so much anal retention [in the UK at least] that it is no wonder everybody had a nice, stiff back. Everything was different in America, of course, and to a certain extent Australia. We all longed to be American teenagers driving open top Chevvies and going to drive-ins. The fact that many of them were socially deprived and/or had brown or black faces hardly occurred to us…except, maybe, when it was brought home a bit by “West Side Story”. But then again, they weren’t “proper” American teenagers.
I only found 2 things about the 1950s any good…steam locomotives and rock’n'roll.
This moves me on to an event that I do recall which sums up the decade for me.
We went on holiday [big treat of the year] to a “Guest House” somewhere in Somerset or Devon. It was all dreadfully dull [cue Morrissey]. Dinner was at a specific time. The food was dire. Sat around this large table for 8 was our family of four and this other family of four. Neither of the families spoke to each other from the sunday to around thursday. Finally the adults exchanged a few words along the lines of, “How hateful this new rock and roll music was and that Teddy Boys were watching Bill Haley films in cinemas and slashing the seats with their hideous knives.
Modern music was evil. Youth was violent and disrespectful blah, blah.”
I don’t think things have changed much come to think of it.
I remember that song, btw. I would like to say not very well, but quite well as it happens.
Just off to arrange the flowers for my funeral…
2 warthog // Sep 24, 2007 at 1:30 pm
I meant the thursday after the sunday, not last Thursday.
3 squib // Sep 24, 2007 at 11:56 pm
lol I’ve had family dinners like that in recent decades… so wreath or sheaf?
“Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book.” Marcus Tullius Cicero (106-43 BC)
4 warthog // Sep 25, 2007 at 12:44 am
“Hooligans, total hooligans and a coyurse on our good neighborhoud.” Top Cat
A very ostentatious wreath. I will still be out to impress in the most pretentious fashion. Death will not stop me.
5 squib // Sep 25, 2007 at 1:21 am
You should really book the (sad clown) mimers, dancers, musicians, and professional mourners a.s.a.p … I hear they get booked out early
Not to be outdone, I’m going to have a full pipe band and a horse and carriage
oh and lions
why not
6 MrSquib // Sep 25, 2007 at 4:31 am
Talking of funerals - check this out
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2007/sep/23/news.broadband
7 squib // Sep 25, 2007 at 4:59 am
That is really a very good idea. I have put my funeral plans in the filing cabinet under I for Important Documents but I don’t expect any of you will actually remember that and I will probably get buried in the wrong colour coffin or something
8 warthog // Sep 25, 2007 at 8:06 pm
Interesting article, MrSquib. I noted…
“He is not sure if anyone has yet stored a video message to say goodbye. ‘I don’t know if I would,’ he mused. ‘With everyone sitting around to watch it, it would be a bit like a Hollywood movie.’ ”
What a modest man. No doubt Squib and I would be knocking out at least a feature length “talking head” self-eulogy in HD to make sure our best features were captured forever, looking at their best. Which leads me back to..
Another thing about the 1950s. How come every [presumably youngish adult] model looked like she was 40 and almost about to drop off the perch, but a decade later their eqivalents looked like they were all 13?!
9 squib // Sep 25, 2007 at 11:33 pm
My theory is they were some kind of zombies… I’m thinking about making a c grade sci-fi horror flick about them, in fact I might somehow tie that in with my funeral power point presentation, make it a multimedia multigenre arty farty thing
10 warthog // Sep 25, 2007 at 11:37 pm
Nice!
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