IronBear
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Joined: 6/19/2005 From: Beenleigh, Qld, Australia Status: offline
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Whilst much of my upbringing was heavily influenced by the Victorian and Edwardian period through my parents, and various Grand Parents, Aunts, Uncles as well as a goodly smattering of Great Aunts, I was at school during the 1950's where we had ice chests and in summer waited eagerly for the ice man to arrive with his horse drawn cart laden with blocks of ice, the milkman with his horse drawn milk cart laden with dairy pails of milk from which he would fill your quart or pint jugs. The same for the baker also and of course the out door dunny cans were exchanged for empty ones by the Dunny man on his horse drawn cart. In the early part of the 1950's we still had some food rationing and certainly some petrol rationing. I can remember the arival in our country town in rural Victoria (Australia) of the refrigerators powered by kerosene and later by electricity. The local airport was serviced daily by one of my favourite aircraft the DC3. (Twin engine propeller driven beasty, which I have piloted many times since they were taken out of general service). It was a time when women were by and large expected to manage and upkeep the home including catering and child raising whilst the men went to work. The man was indeed the Master of his home but like with so many organizations it is the secretary who is the king maker and the real power behind the throne. For secretary also read house wife. many times i have seen a smart wife persuade her husband to follow a specific course in the belief that this was his decision alone. The 50's were also the time when we never locked our doors or cars, left keys in the ignition and even if you were out, a neighbour may drop in to borrow a cup of sugar and leave a note to this effect. neighbours knew everyone and looked out for those folks living near them. It was in some ways, a simpler world where black and white were clearly defined. If you were young and did something stupid, the local cop would mostly kick your arse all the way home whilst you preyed that he didn't tell your father. The same cop would also be found spending time with the elderly and war vets helping them with government documents and generally policed from his knowledge of those under his area and from a position of being respected rather than hated or feared. here it was where I saw daily the meaning of Australian mateship, what it meant to be "true blue dinki die" . This was a world similar to the Victorian where the man ruled but this did not prevent a woman from ruling her home if the male wasn't their or had died. I do know from being curious and kinky as a lad, that BDSM was present and practised quite widely in my town/city, but those to whom I have spoken to about this in my younger days and since when revisiting old family friends, had never heard of SSC or consenting or any of those guide lines we use today. It seems that in many cases we were looking at rope bondage in the bedroom and in some cases discipline being stroked with a cane used in earnest and not play. Perhaps this may help, my memory is a little fuzzy about the '50's but this is how I remember it. It was exciting and of course we had the advent of Rock n Roll.
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Iron Bear Master of Bruin Cottage http://www.bruincottage.org Your attitude, words & actions are yours. Take responsibility for them and the consequences they incur. D.I.L.L.I.G.A.F.
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