The Flood of Asian Imports

I have been as guilty of buying stuff which is "cheap" just like everyone else and I am also guilty of whinging about how these imports are not doing our economy much good by supporting these sales.
My father and mother went through the 1930's depression and even now their thriftyness is still a big part of my life. Dad used to say "Take anything anyone offers you for free, even if its an injection" (He was also a WW II man so I think that is where the the last part came from)
So this set me thinking; how many times have you bought an article of jubius quality only to have it stop working shortly after you have put to use? How many times have you been disgusted with the article and put aside only to find yourself a little later pulling it a part and "MAKING IT WORK"?
I was thinking that when I was growing up and Christmas would come around "Made in Japan" was the "no no" catch cry. How many items did Dad take to the shed toys to make them work to stop us kids from blubbing?
Aren't we now the generation that is taking the articles to our sheds to make them work for our kids (and our selves as well)?
I think life is just a circle. But some "rounds" are bigger or smaller than others
Regards Rod

How old are your parents Rod?Just to be born in 1930 they would be 80 now and to remember it?

Aussie
Dad was a 1914 vintage while Mum was 1922. Mum went first in1994 at 72 years and Dad went on to outlive his twin brother by about 18 months and died at 93 in 2007. both had demintia for a numberof years before their respective deaths. I am a 54 model, but as I said their thrifyness was contagious
Rod

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Originally Posted by chambezio

Aussie
Dad was a 1914 vintage while Mum was 1922. Mum went first in1994 at 72 years and Dad went on to outlive his twin brother by about 18 months and died at 93 in 2007. both had demintia for a numberof years before their respective deaths. I am a 54 model, but as I said their thrifyness was contagious
Rod

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Sorry about that.
I thought you meant they were both still around.Once again very sorry:doh:

chambezio and aussie
I was born in 1931 on the day the government busses went off the road,( my dad was a bus driver)
If you wanted a job to feed your kids, the best chance on offer was to line up on a ditch digging site, the line was shuffling slowly forward all the time.
At the front of the line sat the foreman with a clipboard on his lap taking names and addresses, by his side were several burly "bouncer" type blokes. once having signed up for a start you waited till someone in the trench looked up, or paused to wipe the sweat from his brow, at which the foreman would jump up point to the man in question and yell "getchyourtime" upon which the unfortunate worker would join another line-up where the paymaster was doling out such monies as he had been able to earn while he had the strength to shovel without pause.
By this painful process a man with 3 kids could feed them such luxuries as bread and dripping with jam and a cup of milk.
That's what my old man did until he was lucky enough to score a job with an opportunistic bus company which took over some of the government bus routes.
This is what a man did to raise his family when things got tough.

Maybe this is how the aussie became famous in the trenches at gallipoli .
Hopefully this kind of problem will not arise again for future generations of aussies
Hopefully future generations of politicians can spare the time from their overseas meanderings to do something about the sellout of australian jobs, produce, ideas, and aspirations to overseas interests with thought for the next generation rather than the next election
Witch1