Grown ups love saying things like ‘Back in my day, there was no iPod. We used to sit around the piano with great uncle Rachmaninoff who would play his own tunes to us and it done us no harm” or “Back in my day, there was no email. We used to use homing pigeons to deliver mail and the letters always arrived within 4 weeks and it done us no harm”.
I’m not sure if I like the sound of the tales from the grown ups although the ladies of the day had some sweet ideas: