10 signs Sundays have dramatically changed since our childhoods
This weekend I read the news that the Radio 1 Top 40 music chart show could be due to change from a Sunday to Friday. ‘What?!’ I thought, and then I thought again. When when was the last time I actually listened? Ten years ago? Twenty? I realised it’s less about the music, and more the idea of a change to a loved and lost end of the weekend tradition, and another relic of my own childhood my children won’t ever experience.
Then the more I thought about it, the more I remembered how much Sundays as a whole have changed. Sundays now can be spent doing exactly what you want to do; spending money, eating in cafes and restaurants, or vegging out in the pub all day reading the papers and drinking pints (ah, life pre-children).
But if you grew up in the 80s and early 90s, then Sunday really was the day of rest. If Saturday was all about fun – the joy of no school, swimming, shopping, the big event of Saturday night TV – then Sunday was always the slightly less spectacular sister.
Here’s ten ways Sundays have totally changed since we were children:
- You could only really go for a walk or a Sunday drive, because everything else was shut
- Because back then, everything was shut on Sundays. Shops, the cinema, museums, even the supermarket
- The only place that was vaguely open was the petrol station, for emergency bread or batteries (and my parents were always slightly scared the vicar would see them going in)
- There were the special Sunday morning cartoons, which your dad would watch with you while your mum had a lie-in, way, way before the dawn of 24 hour kids TV on 30+ channels
- And back then, if Saturday evening was TV gold (Gladiators!) then Sunday, in comparison, was your equivalent of dull metal (Songs of Praise and Antiques Roadshow). At least now we have multiple channels, Netflix, on-demand, catch-up, DVDs. But hearing the Ski Sunday music will always take you right back
- Sunday was always hair washing day for everyone
- You had to eat a Sunday roast dinner that took all day for your parents to cook. Even if you really fancied something else, it was just what everyone did
- And in this pre-gastro era, no-one would dream of going to the pub on Sundays, especially not to get a roast that they hadn’t spent all day cooking
- And of course, there was the huge deal of the top 40 chart show. Taping it off the radio, having hundreds of chart show tapes pilled up in your room, the quick fingered stop-and-record challenge of trying to get a good version of your favourite song without the DJ talking over the top…
- …and waiting till 6.58 on a Sunday to find out who was number 1 and the genuine excitement about who it was (but it was, of course, always Bryan Adams).
But some things never change:
- You’d spend the evening doing homework you’d conveniently forgotten about, attempting to hide it from your mum, her always finding out and shouting at you for not doing it on Friday night. I can’t imagine this will change with our children, except we will be the mum
- The Sunday night feeling of dread. This never really goes away, does it? Even with the vaguely outnumbered idea that it’s just you vs the kids for the rest of the week.
Hope everyone’s had a good weekend. Never fear; only five days till the next one x.
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