Here are two from my mum. 94 years old, still firmly entrenched in the habits and customs of the 50s-60s.
The frozen food company came to deliver her some "ready meals", so she asked the driver if he´d mind just taking them into the back of the house and putting them in the fridge, because she couldn´t carry them. Fine, quite happy to do so. Just when he was leaving, she gave him a tip.
Later, she said to me: "Ooh, I gave the delivery man a tip and he looked at me a bit strange."
(Me) " How much did you give him?"
" Two shillings (20 pence - about a quarter)"
Then there was my aunt´s funeral. Her favourite colour was pink, so the family asked for people to wear something pink, if possible. The pall bearers all wore pink ties. As we left, she was stood staring at one of the bearers - young bloke - pink tie. She turned to my brother and whispered: " He´s wearing a pink tie!! Do you think he´s "one of those"???"