Words we don't use any more

A lot of those took me right back, SORES

record player
radiogram
hi fi
wireless
rag rug
pelmet
duffle coat
gabardine mac
satchel
bedjacket
bolster
counterpane
eiderdown
horsehair
back boiler
Anaglypta
fender
spills
coal scuttle
antimacassar
fireside chair
ashtray
rug beater
Kleeneze
bath cubes
Stew
Camp coffee
compact
powder puff
Pacamac
plastic rainhood
suspenders
stilletoes
chiffon scarf
certainly, Madam
corset
whalebone
knocker elastic

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words my Nan used regularly, died with her…

scandalous!
vexed/vexing
tally man (don’t open the door)
I’ll mug you (meaning, I will treat you)
blacklead (pencil)
Jaffa (large orange)
lobby (long narrow hallway)
parlour
the Old Queen
Beecham’s powders
a menace - this was a broad judgement but often aimed at me
gas poker
radio Luxembourg
front steps
back kitchen
“I’m a pensioner I should only pay half”
doll’s hospital
down the yard
Bobbies (police)
globes (lightbulbs, 2watts)
Mario Lanza
drawers or kecks, ( knickers of the peach old lady type)
you’ll catch your death (still damp hair)
Matinee tickets (see pensioner comment above)

Courting, walking out, betrothed.

Moth62

It was always pronounced gennel in my Yorkshire pit village, but yes, the little alleyway between blocks of houses.

My friend from Leicestershire used to call them jitties.

NotSpaghetti

Granmarie - not sure if we are a thoroughly odd bunch but I was only talking about our dusty mantlepiece yesterday.
And
Today my youngest daughter and her partner collected a bureau from her childhood bedroom.
And
Yesterday, tidying up at my older daughter's house aftef a party I was told to put the new lego in the tallboy.... and later she showed me how she has taken the doors off her ancient display cabinet so she could just use it as shelving!
However-
Nobody in the family has a dresser - but the daughter with the tallboy has my parent's old oak court cabinet!

I think we are of the same vintage, NotSpaghetti!😂

I haven't heard of a court cabinet, is it like a display cabinet?

Oh, my mum used to weqr a 'roll on'.

One that would fool most of today's youngsters, 'ten bob note' always a nice surprise in a birthday card!

Corsets!
My maternal GM used to wonder why any woman of say 30+ didn’t wear corsets.

Also ‘roll on’ girdle, as used to be seen in M&S lingerie.

Oh, yes, siding the pots. I’d forgotten that one!

My grandmother called it a 'Calliope' (pronounced Cal-eye-o-pea)

My mother called it 'Dobby Horses'

I called it a 'Roundabout'

My DCs call it a 'Carousel'

Oh I remember my Yorkshire auntie talking about the ginnel next to her house. My grandma used to say ‘siding’ the table for clearing it. She lived in Yorkshire but born in Durham. She used to say when you died you were ‘ off t’tsports’ never worked out what that meant. She was a Methodist, maybe it was religious ?

Gennel with a soft ‘g’ whereas ginnel is usually a hard ‘g’, I think.

It was always pronounced gennel in my Yorkshire pit village, but yes, the little alleyway between blocks of houses.

Bodach

We used to call RN military lorries 'tillys' (from 'utility vehicle' apparently)
Come to think of it, lorries are nowadays mostly referred to as 'trucks'.

ditto in the army. my father used to be collected from married uarters by a tilly each morning and a small group of us children at a small remote military facility used to travel to and from school in a tilly.

Ginnel is a word still being used in the areas that have them, 'ginnel' and 'twitchen', and other words for those little short lanes that run through most villages and most towns, though then often called 'alleys'

'smashed to smithereens' is also in my vocalulary and I have heard others use it.

I suspecct there are words I consider extinct that others use regulalry

My dad used to talk about eating pobs as a small boy! I’ve never heard anyone else use the term, I thought it was just a family thing.

My Mum used to talk about sops and pobs ROMILO!

Words that my Grandmother used.
Ginnel -any narrow passageway outside.
Smashed to smithereens - anything that got broken.
Threepenny bit- something you were given to spend if you were good. Sixpenny bit if you were very good.
In her last years if she was under the weather (there's another one I still use) she would eat ' pobs' if I remember this was bread and butter squares in hot milk!

Marmin

Chimneysweep

Is there a new name for them?

Oreo

Batchelor and confirmed Batchelor ( sp?)
Antimacassar
Doily
In the buff
Up the duff

I still use “up the duff” haha but not in serious conversation and I hear “in the buff” used, meaning “naked”?

NotSpaghetti

Yes you are right ferry23 I suppose it's because my family also had a ladies gown shop. And yes, it sold ballgowns - which is what I call them still of course.

And I do still also say dressing gowns etc as you do.
And obviously those graduates at degree conventions will wear a gown.

In my head I was simply thinking of my father's ladies gown shop and his lovely stylish logo with Ladies Gowns

I was referring to the use of "gown: in that sense. I don't use it like that. And actually never have. My family business was definitely upmarket with lots of bride's mother outfits, formal and evening wear (and some millinery) but my father always said he was "in the rag trade".

I hated being the "shop front" whenever I went out anywhere. I suppose you would have had that too?

Yes I was also the shop front, but on the upside, I didn't pay for a lot of my clothes and never paid for a pair of tights until the shop was sold when I was about 35! Even though the shop didn't cater for the likes of a 1960's teenager or a 1970's young Mum, my Mum bless her, would usually pick something up for me when she went buying in the West End. Or if I was around when the travelling sales showed up in their funny shaped vans, I was allowed to rummage inside to see if there was anything for me.

Yes, our shop also featured "gowns" on the (now very old fashioned) logo.

Happy memories - sorry to hijack this wonderful thread!

Chimneysweep

Cardamom

We always called the cupboard under the stairs the glory hole because it had everything from the ironing board to Dad's toolbox stuffed in it. But my son nearly passed out with shock when I told him that I was pleased I'd got a glory hole at my new house. Apparently the meaning has changed.

Yes indeed it has!

Loving all these words especially the rag and bone man. He would be a help when decluttering
Coal hole.
Spend a penny.
Bolero top
Sherbert
Mangle
Electric light company

Portly
Wallflower
Junket
Slag
The Bog