I remember my dear mum doing the washing in a copper, doing hand washing until her hands were sore and then using a mangle. A washing machine would have been a luxury to her. My elder brother bought her a second hand twin tub when he started work.
Birthday and Christmas presents were a luxury as we didn't have toys bought us during the rest of the year.
The Christmas dinner and tea was a luxury. Mums home made sherry trifle with walnuts on the top. She only ever made that at Christmas.
Not that I knew at the time, I'd be too young, but we had one of our 'pet' chickens for Christmas dinner.
. That's the only time during the year we had chicken for dinner. My eldest brother bought our first turkey.
My youngest sister and I used to save up our pocket money and then have what we called a feast. My dad used to go to the shop after Sunday dinner and we used to write a list of goodies that we wanted. A Walls Heart ice cream lolly each, grapes, crisps, chocolate and sweets. Now that was a luxury.
Central heating would have been a luxury instead of a coal fire and a paraffin heater at the top of the stairs. Fitted carpet instead of lino and mats.
We had our first colour television in 1972. No telephone, no car.
That was then. Thankfully we have all these mod cons for an easier life.
I don't crave for expensive luxuries. I have no interest in holidays abroad, cruises, designer clothes, cars, expensive perfumes, or anything that costs lots of money.
Luxury to me is 'me time' family time, the peace and quiet just gardening and pottering around. The countryside. Anywhere away from the hustle and bustle of modern life.