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If a poor kid falls off a bike now, everyone gets their iPhone out to take pictures. c***s
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Then searches what to do next MC.
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What about Kenny Mann?
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Bikes hadn't been invented then.
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Wow had to read that twice, brilliant post.
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Shame the op post wasnt in a better format or i would had sent it to others.
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I was taught by teachers who smoked in lessons in primary school. Obviously the headmaster smoked cigars!
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And we all ended up on chit chat. Great post.
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i must admit this just got shared on my face book was originaly written in 2013
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CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL BORN IN 1930's, 1940's, 50's, 60's, 70's and Early 80's !!!
First, you survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, your baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints. You had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when you rode your bikes, you had no helmets, not to mention, the risks you took hitchhiking .. As children, you would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun. You drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. You shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. You ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but you weren't overweight because...... YOU WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! You would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach you all day. And you were OK. You would spend hours building your go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out you forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, you learned to solve the problem . You did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........YOU HAD FRIENDS and you went outside and found them! You fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents you played with worms(well most boys did) and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. You made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although you were told it would happen, you did not poke out any eyes. You rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing you out if you broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. You had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and you learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! |
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ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Why would you get tested for diabetes back then? You don't get diabetes from fats, you get diabetes from carbs, which is why back then there was no such thing as 'type 2' diabetes, because the diet was much more fat based. It was called Adult Onset Diabetes because only adults got it, but now of course we eat so much carbohydrate that kids get it and babies are being born diabetic and they've had to change the name of it. |
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^^^lol
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here's the face book link reading the comments is brilliant
https://www.facebook.com/957kjr/photos/a.170805802963784.39347.166337376743960/596023623775331/?type=1 |
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in the 70s 100s of bikes and stakeboarders past the window by in the day
now days it like where are they oh too busy in the bedrooms and rare to show outdoors sad times thinking back hey thoses days are the best years freedom etc football too |
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agoraphobia is growing
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The have found a cure for agoraphobia, unfortunately it's just round the corner.
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I was born i 72, luckily lived in a village (in a rented house)
Fished the kennet, rode motorbikes, had and built go-carts, played football til dusk every night. Happy days. |
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The agora in Greece was called the forum in Rome. If the medical profession had preferred Latin to Greek, then the condition would have been named forumphobia.
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The 1950s were impoverished and drab for most people as we were bankrupt following the war.
Kids were bullied into a senseless conformity which only began to relax during the late 1960s. It was all we knew and we made the best of it. We are living in a golden age compared to back then and wouldn't wish the conditions in which my generation grew up on anyone although many third world kids have it far worse even today. |
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Some sections from the replies on face book
My seat belt was Mama's arm that came flying out of nowhere... Neighbours and teachers were allowed to correct/punish you! When your parents found out you misbehaved and had to be corrected, then you "Got it" again! Disrespecting the police/law was UNHEARD OF.....NOTHING was handed to you Walked to school without parents, walked to the movies to see cartoons on Saturday because there were very few on TV, shared one bathroom with your family, did the dishes, shared one phone , got to ride in the one car in the family for church in your best clothes, nothing was open on Sunday except church and the movies, Do maths in your head, went to the public library to research homework assignments Best thing was ..... Mums did not HAVE to work. Dad made enough to support families with 5 or 6 kids .. My Mum was home when I came home from school. She helped with my homework, not did it for me. She gave us chores to do and I didn't get paid for it. I ate and had a place to sleep, didn't I. We had a lot of hand me downs, and were glad to get them. My parents were my parents, not my friends, but I knew they loved me and would help me to succeed in anything I wanted to do. But I had to work for it. We swam wherever we found water, whether pool, lake, river, creek. We played marbles, jumped rope. And not to mention parents and children gathered around the table for a family home cooked meal for supper in early evening. We didnt washed our hands after playing out in the dirt, mud, sand before eating. When Mom said behave or you will get it, you only got one warning then you got a spanking (THAT WAS NOT CHILD ABUSE) that was DISCIPLINE. We rode bikes & gocarts with no helmets, launched over ramps. Let's also remember we never locked our house doors or car doors! Neighbours knew who their neighbours were and looked out for each other. Even looked out for each other's kids! If you ran out of something you borrowed from neighbours and repaid it when they were in need! |
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Many houses, particularly in the country, didn't have hot running water.You wanted hot water;you boiled a kettle or once a week you filled the copper boiler for a bath.
I remember when our house was fitted with an electricity supply my mother fitted the largest bulb obtainable, it was like living on the surface of the sun! Cuts, grazes etc.did not involve a trip to A & E. A dousing with Dettol usually sufficed. |
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and your mother gave you Ribena that rotted your teeth, then took you to the dentist who drilled them out and filled them with mercury.
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Going to my grandmas outside toilet (especially in the cold winter) stays in my mind it had no lock on the door and you had to ledge a spade against it to prevent others coming in.
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does anyone remember the coal fires and toast bread on forks,and cellars
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Great post.
Was trying to convince someone under 25 that I used to get the tube to school aged 4 in the late 70's with my 7 year old brother. By the time I was 7 I would make the journey alone. They thought that was inconceivable, and I guess these days they are probably right, mainly due to media-led hysteria over child abduction and paedo's. I very much doubt there are any more weirdos today than there were then. One of the most depressing features of modern life is people who go to events and watch them through a mobile phone. They were doing it last night on the Embankment for the fireworks. Just look up into the fking sky you retards. And record it on the TV if you must watch it back, the pictures will be much better on the BBC. I noticed that at the Olympics. I was lucky enough to go to most of the athletics, but so many people weren't watching with their eyes, but with extended arms holding iPhones. Why not just watch the action so that it will leave a lasting memory on your brain, and then if you must watch a recording, look it up on YouTube after when the pictures will be much better. |
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I often blame people getting ill due to the invention ofcentral heating ............it reduces our defences and affects the respiratory system by drying out the protective mucous in our nasal passages.
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Outside khazi, no double glazing, no central heating, no house phone
Two weeks holiday a year, never abroad. Up at 5-00 a.m. to do a paper round 7 days a week at the age of 12 (lied about my age supposed to be 14) The only room with a fire was the living room, and that was coal The longest journey I had been on before I was 16 was 130 miles, from east London to Weymouth, Dorset. It took 5 facking hours on my dad's motorbike combination We had lunch in a lay-by and waved at passing traffic.![]() Never had a bike until I was 12 Jumped over the barbed wire fence of the Lido over the local park almost every day in the 6 weeks school holidays to save the daily entrance fee of sixpence 15 years after the war ended, bombed out houses were our adventure playgrounds. Clubbing together with your mates to buy 5 Park Drive cigarettes. All kids left school and went straight to work, nobody went to university or a 6th form college. When my dad was ill I had to meet my mother outside the Wallis supermarket at Rathbone Market on Friday nights, then had to walk a mile and a quarter home lugging 5 bags of shopping, while my younger sister only had to carry a box of corn flakes or WEETABIX, as 'she was a girl.' ![]() Tagged on the arse end of a cycle road race when I was 14, thinking it was going straight down the A13 to Southend. It didn't, it snaked off to fack knows where, but I kept up with the tail-enders, and after almost an hour and a half there was a steep climb, but I was facked. By the time I got to the top they were nowhere in sight, and I had no idea where I was. By the time I got home it was dark. My dad asked 'Where have you been?' I answered 'No idea, dad, but it wasn't Southend,' The reply was the classic 'Gerthca...' ![]() |
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Gertcha..
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I used to go with my mum on her credit collecting round and on a few calls I would stay in the car, sometimes this would be for over an hour usually listening to radio 1 roadshow I wont have been any older than 10. Shed be reported for that now
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In London the buses are full of kids on their way to and from school. It's a bloody nuisance actually because often we commuters can't get on because the bus is full up. In the old days, you went to the nearest school, which was generally (certainly in towns) within walking distance. Schoolkids are less often seen on the tube (although that might be in part because they have to pay whereas buses are free, rather than because parents are afraid their little darlings will be kidnapped.
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That all sounds very familiar CMAT. My grandma's lavatory was at the end of the yard and had squares of newspaper on a string hooked over a nail. In winter, the water flush was sometimes frozen so for number twos you had to take a bucket of water with you from the kitchen tap.
Dad had a bike to go to work on and the rest of us walked or caught the bus for longer journeys. Chicken was a rare treat usually at Christmas and fruit was an apple if you were lucky.Exotic fruit such as oranges and bananas were also a Christmas treat which is hard to believe in these times of abundance but it's true. |
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far more accidents back then though
a lot depends on your parents level of common sense than the era tbf |
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My memory of growing up in the 1960s is just how stupid, bigoted and violent so many adults were. Their instinctive response to a child was to hit you, whether they were parents, teachers, neighbours or just strangers who didn't like the look of you. "Shut up and do as you're told," SMACK "Don't you bloody dare answer me back," SMACK "'Coz I bloody say so," SMACK
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Ibrahima Sonko...thanks for tidying that up as I tried to read it but just gave up!
Admittedly, too many G&Ts, and vino, don't help the failing eye sight to focus on this stuff. |
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Paper round money earned purely to buy Airfix models.
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all the food you could eat from the wild and I always carried a magnifying lens, piano wire and Swiss army knife
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Scrumping apples and then taking a bite to find its got grubs in and blackberry picking and eating without washing them even though they sometimes had little creepy crawlies in....and still not getting ill.
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??? born in 1972, and grew up playing Atari, Commodore 64 and Spectrum, there were loads of video games and arcades were very popular, Vhs boom of the early 80s aswell...
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