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When my G/son was young .he asked me .Why did i always say thank you when i got my ticket on a bus or when i got off or other times ,My reply for my Parents .He asked Why your Parents .My Reply .Because they bought me up with Manners . Rember It can be a Habit with us Elders .Robert

I can remember a dear old Gentleman who lived in our road, he always doffed his hat when he saw me, and it made me feel real good.

Nowadays ,even in Church, the young men are putting their feet up on the chairs in front of them, dirty shoes going all over our clothes.

As for opening doors, when someone does this for me, I give them a lovely smile and say thank you.

Mo

I well remember when the Sex Discrimination Act was brought in in 1975. Within just one year attitudes between men and women changed dramatically.

One of the big trade offs was that women could no longer expect to receive preferential treatment so no question of standing up when a woman walked in of boarded the bus. To do so would have technically been illegal was it not?

I worked in a bank at the time and suddenly the girls were expected to tote heavy bags of coin, whereas previously, this would have been unheard of. I remember we did agree to hold the door open whist they struggled through, just to get them used to the idea of being equal.

On the other side they got equal pay for equal work.

My mum, now nearly 90 is one of the worst when it comes to manners. She pushes to the front of the bus queue and expects every one to stand aside for her.

She even had the temerity to complain that there were too many school children on the 3:45 bus service, as she had to fight for a seat.

Sadly, things have changed for the worse. You have only to look at the way youngsters demand all the time, rather than ask. Perhaps this is our fault in the way that we interact.

If you order a child all the time, do this, do that , then don't be surprised when they demand "give me chocolate", rather than "may I please have a chocolate"

and... say Thank you afterwards?

The experience Dizzie Lizzie has given has reminded me of something.

I was going to visit my mum and had to get a bus from town. I had my then 10 month old son, who could stand but not yet walk, with me and at that time you had to fold the pram down and lift it onto the bus. When I arrived at the bus stop it was empty but over the next twenty to twenty five minute other people began to arrive, all of them senior citizens and all women. Then the bus arrived and they all rushed forward to get on barging each other in an effort to get on first. Not one of them acknowledged that I had been there first and therefore was technically at the front of the queue.