In the galaxy of my childhood

Long away and far ago, in the galaxy of my childhood, in a space-time continuum that has ceased to be:

  • Nothing was impossible,
  • Banks were known to handle cash,
  • customers were always right,
  • shop-keepers thanked you for your custom,
  • restaurants were happy for you to eat and dawdle,
  • the milkman brought the cow around every morning and evening to be milked,
  • coffee beans were roasted and ground every morning for the day’s consumption,
  • if it wasn’t raining it was hot,
  • if it wasn’t snowing it was cold,
  • ice cream and chocolate bars came once a week,
  • cakes were for birthdays,
  • a girl could be a tomboy and remain a girl,
  • scientists were skeptical,
  • the postman was always on time,
  • extreme weather was just extreme weather, 
  • newspapers told the truth, and
  • everything was possible

 

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