How do you spend Sundays ?

[BBMmk2]

Oh so do I. A source of much contentment A weekend isn't a weekend without plenty of time to potter. A great weekend is nothing BUT pottering!

As it turned out My father does that!! After going to mass etc and he is 94!!

[scottycelt]

Coming a day late to this. I love Sundays because I can be more or less certain of an uninterrupted morning. No postman, delivery man or window-cleaner etc. knocking at the door. I've been retired for ages, but I still find Sunday quite different from any other day of the week because it's so peaceful and relaxed. I potter (very good at that), listen to Radio 3, watch television, look at what people are saying on here - but then I do that every day. I often speak to family or friends on the phone, but rarely go out.

That's interesting. I don't find Sundays so peaceful and relaxed anymore. There used to be a special atmosphere. Supermarkets and big stores shut, pubs on restricted hours and even closed in some places. Then Thatcher and her social vandals came along with all this wretched 'deregulation' as if rules and regulations served no purpose and restricted personal freedom. Rules & Regulations are normally there for a purpose. One person's 'freedom' can be another's 'slavery'!

Back in the days of childhood I was not permitted to play in the garden by my parents out of respect for the feelings of our good friends and Presbyterian neighbours next door. I'm sure they would have done precisely the same if the situation had been reversed.

All that's now largely disappeared. Many just please themselves and to hell with what their neighbours think.

Frankly, I normally can't wait for Monday when most of the noisy blighters are back to work ...

[Nick Armstrong]

As it turned out My father does that!! After going to mass etc and he is 94!!

God bless 'im and I hope I'm also pottering happily at 94! (and you BBM!)

[amateur51]

That's interesting. I don't find Sundays so peaceful and relaxed anymore. There used to be a special atmosphere. Supermarkets and big stores shut, pubs on restricted hours and even closed in some places. Then Thatcher and her social vandals came along with all this wretched 'deregulation' as if rules and regulations served no purpose and restricted personal freedom. Rules & Regulations are normally there for a purpose. One person's 'freedom' can be another's 'slavery'!

Back in the days of childhood I was not permitted to play in the garden by my parents out of respect for the feelings of our good friends and Presbyterian neighbours next door. I'm sure they would have done precisely the same if the situation had been reversed.

All that's now largely disappeared. Many just please themselves and to hell with what their neighbours think.

Frankly, I normally can't wait for Monday when most of the noisy blighters are back to work ...

You'll have to move to The Land That Time Forgot, scotty - aka Derbyshire

[vinteuil]

Pottering is an under-appreciated art form I believe, Mary.

How I'd love to be honoured as Emeritus Professor of Pottering at the University of Life

... when I resign, Ams, when I resign!

Me Vinteuil, docteur ès flânerie, University of Bunbury.

[eighthobstruction]

That's interesting. I don't find Sundays so peaceful and relaxed anymore. There used to be a special atmosphere. Supermarkets and big stores shut, pubs on restricted hours and even closed in some places. Then Thatcher and her social vandals came along with all this wretched 'deregulation' as if rules and regulations served no purpose and restricted personal freedom. Rules & Regulations are normally there for a purpose. One person's 'freedom' can be another's 'slavery'!

Back in the days of childhood I was not permitted to play in the garden by my parents out of respect for the feelings of our good friends and Presbyterian neighbours next door. I'm sure they would have done precisely the same if the situation had been reversed.

All that's now largely disappeared. Many just please themselves and to hell with what their neighbours think.

Frankly, I normally can't wait for Monday when most of the noisy blighters are back to work ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8Gt_GpGd4A

[amateur51]

... when I resign, Ams, when I resign!

Me Vinteuil, docteur ès flânerie, University of Bunbury.

[BBMmk2]

God bless 'im and I hope I'm also pottering happily at 94! (and you BBM!)

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Cheers!

[mangerton]

Back in the days of childhood I was not permitted to play in the garden by my parents out of respect for the feelings of our good friends and Presbyterian neighbours next door. I'm sure they would have done precisely the same if the situation had been reversed.

As a Presbyterian ex-child, I can assure you that you are quite correct. Playing on a Sunday anywhere was forbidden. Sitting in the garden quietly reading an improving book was however permitted.

[french frank]

As a Presbyterian ex-child, I can assure you that you are quite correct. Playing on a Sunday anywhere was forbidden. Sitting in the garden quietly reading an improving book was however permitted.

I can remember the one time my mother took my brother and me to the cinema on a Sunday. My mother reasoned that as the film was 'The Little World of Don Camillo' and as Don Camillo was a priest (remember the comic novels by Giovanni Guareschi? - Don Camillo the parish priest, Peppone the Communist mayor?), it would be suitable for a Sunday. And our family wasn't at all strict - that was just the times, when shops didn't open on Sundays either ...

[Beef Oven]

I can remember the one time my mother took my brother and me to the cinema on a Sunday. My mother reasoned that as the film was 'The Little World of Don Camillo' and as Don Camillo was a priest (remember the comic novels by Giovanni Guareschi? - Don Camillo the parish priest, Peppone the Communist mayor?), it would be suitable for a Sunday. And our family wasn't at all strict - that was just the times, when shops didn't open on Sundays either ...

April 8, Sunday
After Church, the Curate came back with us. I sent Carrie in to open front door, which we do not use except on special occasions. She could not get it open, and after all my display, I had to take the Curate (whose name, by-the-by, I did not catch,) round the side entrance. He caught his foot in the scraper, and tore the bottom of his trousers. Most annoying, as Carrie could not well offer to repair them on a Sunday. After dinner, went to sleep. Took a walk round the garden, and discovered a beautiful spot for sowing mustard-and-cress and radishes. Went to Church again in the evening: walked back with the Curate. Carrie noticed he had got on the same pair of trousers, only repaired. He wants me to take round the plate, which I think a great compliment.

[Serial_Apologist]

I can remember the one time my mother took my brother and me to the cinema on a Sunday. My mother reasoned that as the film was 'The Little World of Don Camillo' and as Don Camillo was a priest (remember the comic novels by Giovanni Guareschi? - Don Camillo the parish priest, Peppone the Communist mayor?), it would be suitable for a Sunday. And our family wasn't at all strict - that was just the times, when shops didn't open on Sundays either ...

To be honest I can't now accurately remember what one's elders and betters' attitudes were towards "Sunday demeanours", back in the 1950s. I do, however, recall misgivings at age five over a small girl staying at our holiday guest house taking me along with her to the local Methodist church Sunday morning service - this being seen by Mum and Dad as "not our religion", "low-church", though half the hymns were those we sang. An early teens exchange that took me to the south of France for three weeks revealed, not only French people's informality when attending (RC) church - not just no ties, but T-shirts and shorts worn by many of the congregation - but also, more generally, as regarded showing the naked body : no shame there !

[Lateralthinking1]

That's interesting. I don't find Sundays so peaceful and relaxed anymore. There used to be a special atmosphere. Supermarkets and big stores shut, pubs on restricted hours and even closed in some places. Then Thatcher and her social vandals came along with all this wretched 'deregulation' as if rules and regulations served no purpose and restricted personal freedom. Rules & Regulations are normally there for a purpose. One person's 'freedom' can be another's 'slavery'!

Back in the days of childhood I was not permitted to play in the garden by my parents out of respect for the feelings of our good friends and Presbyterian neighbours next door. I'm sure they would have done precisely the same if the situation had been reversed.

All that's now largely disappeared. Many just please themselves and to hell with what their neighbours think.

Frankly, I normally can't wait for Monday when most of the noisy blighters are back to work ...

It was much the same in our road in the 1970s. There was a sense of community but it had nothing to do with religion. When you say "many just please themselves" I assume you are referring to today's adults who are let out to play. There aren't many children on the streets here on a Sunday. Too many speeding drivers - and in any case they have important texts to send to each other.

[amateur51]

I can remember the one time my mother took my brother and me to the cinema on a Sunday. My mother reasoned that as the film was 'The Little World of Don Camillo' and as Don Camillo was a priest (remember the comic novels by Giovanni Guareschi? - Don Camillo the parish priest, Peppone the Communist mayor?), it would be suitable for a Sunday. And our family wasn't at all strict - that was just the times, when shops didn't open on Sundays either ...

Don Camillo was played by the splendid Fernandel ...

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Little-World-Don-Camillo-DVD/dp/B0002LGWIQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=dvd&ie=UTF8&qid=1358174193&sr=1-1

[amateur51]

Surely the definitive answer from [just] post-war Britain ...

http://www.myoldradio.com/old-radio-episodes/hancocks-half-hour-sunday-afternoon-at-home-1/4

Stone me, what a life!