Laurie and Me
The photo of Laurie and me above had me thinking of my early childhood. (That's me on the right)At this age we used to like playing inside games at Laurie’s home in which we enacted the children’s story of “The Billy Goats Gruff.” I wonder if this story was known in other countries?
We would set up two dining room chairs as a bridge that one of us, as a billy goat would crawl along while the other acted as the big bad troll that liked eating billy goats, and lived under the bridge. When the person who was one of the billy goats got half way across the bridge the one who was the troll would jump out and catch him and pretend to eat him. The game was scary, but lots of fun! We probably screamed a lot playing this!
My Auntie Dorrie lived next door to Laurie and when we became hungry we would sometimes go over to her house and ask her for something to eat. She would bring out a loaf of bread (unsliced in those days) and the dripping tin which contained mutton fat that had been used to roast meat. The dripping tasted so.o.o.o nice. She would spread this thickly over the bread then cut a slice about an inch thick off for each of us. Mmmmm! I can taste it now. Delicious!
Of course I wouldn’t think of eating that now for health reasons, but we never knew about such things that would spoil our enjoyment in those days.
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Ooo - cute pic!
My mum used to eat bread and dripping too.
I read the story of the Three Billy Goats Gruff when I was a child and have read it to my granddaughters. There's a little bridge in the park by their house and when we walk over it one of them always says the troll line, "who's walking on my bridge?"
Fi, I wonder if you ever tried it?
1Nina, that sound so neat. Good for you reading it to them. Tha bridge would have given a sense of reality to the story. Thanks for calling - Dave
Dripping was part of life when I was a kid, too - though only beef, as I remember. Yum! As was the marrow from huge bones, served hot on toast...
Adorable. Yes we played it also. "Who's that trip trapping on my bridge?"
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Never heard of "Billy Goat's Gruff" but it sounds fun. My mom was a farm girl from Texas, so we were raised on biscuits and gravy made from left over bacon grease mixed with flour. She would probably get arrested for child abuse nowadays.
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That's my Hubby's favorite part of the meal. Bread and the meat drippings.
Yes I remember Billy Goat's Gruff. Boy, I haven't thought of that in eons.
Penny, That dripping and bone marrow sounded nice.
Hilary, yes. It must have been quite popular in our day.
Ron, OK. It was fun. That food sounded good too.
Sue, that's interesting that your husband likes that. Yes, Billy Goats Gruff is certainly memory stuff - dave
I remember, the story, and we would
acted it out in school plays.
Jel, looks like it was a popular story in those days - Dave
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