[Vella Gonzaga]

Everything was closed on a Sunday​

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Remember when Sundays were an actual day of rest? Back then, everything was closed—no shopping, no noise—just church in the morning, a roast lunch, and an afternoon of rest. Life was slower, simpler, and somehow more connected. Do you remember those peaceful Sundays? Share your memories here!

 

[Jethrotull]

I had to go to the sly grog house, knock a certain way, and take home the two bottles of beer for my parents, to have with lunch..

 

[Lyn Giampietro]

yes no Saturday arvo shops open and definitely no Sundays also closed 4 days at Easter no one would cope today

 

[Jennylolo]

and banks closed at 3pm. and given we had to take a cheque to be deposited or pay rent etc, if you worked it was almost impossible to do.

 

[Singalong]

YEs I sure do. I came up from Sydney in June many years ago.
Just myself and 3 toddlers. I settled in Hamilton in an old weatherboard unit.

Nothing was open on Sundays "I couldn't believe it. Only a corner store. One petrol station that I had no idea where it Was OMG I didn't know what hit me.
Things had different names...like a Dutchess up here.....I knew as a Dressing Table in Sydney. There were so many more things ... I could be here all day.

However I made Qld my home and I love living here.
It's not as relaxed as it used to be...but it's a lot better than Sydney.

 

[Gunpark]

and banks closed at 3pm. and given we had to take a cheque to be deposited or pay rent etc, if you worked it was almost impossible to do.

And didn't open until 10am. There always was an add on the radio,"10 o'clock and the Commonwealth Bank is now open for business".

 

[Aunty Rolls]

Yes! I do remember. It was a day dedicated to being reflective, to worship
God, to take stock of our lives. It taught us discipline, respect and gratitude. In those days the divide between rich and poor was not as wide. Today is all about instant gratification and self indulgence

 

[Loubeauxarts]

The thing is that we coped. We didn't whinge about it, we made sure we did all the things we had to when things were open and spent the weekend catching up with friends and family. It was a much more innocent and productive time IMO

 

[Veggiepatch]

The only thing that was open on Sundays was the church for some unknown reason.

What service does a church provide other than to give false trust, belief and hope under the guise of a non tax paying industry?

Hypocrites they all are! No denominations excluded.

 

[Mikev]

Yes, no shops open, very little sport, very little of anything on a Sunday back then.

 

[deni67]

Paddy's Market was open on a Sunday here in S.A. in the 60s and 70s, my parents used to go there every Sunday morning to pick up our fruit and veggies.
One day when we were there a little Scottie dog jumped into the car and mum being an animal lover decided to keep it.
But the dog had other ideas, before we even got out of the carpark he had jumped out of the quarter vent window
Who remembers when cars had those windows?

 

[Veggiepatch]

Paddy's Market was open on a Sunday here in S.A. in the 60s and 70s, my parents used to go there every Sunday morning to pick up our fruit and veggies.
One day when we were there a little Scottie dog jumped into the car and mum being an animal lover decided to keep it.
But the dog had other ideas, before we even got out of the carpark he had jumped out of the quarter vent window
Who remembers when cars had those windows?

The doggie must have the runt of the litter!

And my first car was a 1965 HD Holden. We called them "flipper windows" back in the 1970s.

 

[Ebby]

When l was a child in England my sister an l went to Sunday School or to Church every Sunday .When my son was old enough he sang in the Choir in the Parish Church. Shops were closed on a Wednesday afternoon and half day Saturday although in the cities some were open all day.

 

[Bullwinkle]

My Sunday was usually a walk to church with my dad and mum.
Drive to my grandparents for roast lunch….we would pick up a “brick” of golden north vanilla ice cream to go with our dessert.
After lunch we would all go for a walk around town.
Easy life!!

 

[starrysnan]

I remember going to visit my grandparents and being told to keep nice and quiet (there were after all 3 boisterous kids!) After lunch my Grandad would sit in his favourite armchair and have a nap - although he always said he was only "resting his eyelids"! Life was a lot simpler then.

 

[deni67]

My Sunday was usually a walk to church with my dad and mum.
Drive to my grandparents for roast lunch….we would pick up a “brick” of golden north vanilla ice cream to go with our dessert.
After lunch we would all go for a walk around town.
Easy life!!

I remember the "brick" of icecream, it was one of the best i'd ever tasted, I wish they still made it.