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> Black and White?
> (Under the age of 40? You won't understand.)
>
>
>
>
> My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the
> same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't
> seem to get food poisoning.
>
> Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag,
> not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e. coli
>
> Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or at the
> beach instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures
> then.
> We all took PE ..... and risked permanent injury with a pair of Dunlop
> sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air
> cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a
> small car. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened
> because they tell us how much safer we are now.
> We got the cane for doing something wrong at school, they used to call
> it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour &
> respect those older than us.
>
> We had 30+ kids in our class and we all learned to read and write, do
> maths and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically
> correct letter......., FUNNY THAT!!
>
> We all said prayers in school and sang the national anthem, and staying
> in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
>
> I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was
> allowed to be proud of myself.
>
> I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station,
> Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We weren't!!
>
> Oh yeah ... and where was the antibiotics and sterilisation kit when I
> got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
>
> We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel left on vacant building
> sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the 2/6p bottle of iodine
> and then we got our backside spanked.
>
>
> Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of
> antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for
> leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
>
> To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they
> were from a dysfunctional family.
>
> How could we possibly have known that?
>
> We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger management classes.
>
> We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't
> even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
>
> How did we ever survive?
>
> (Under the age of 40? You won't understand.)
>
>
>
>
> My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the
> same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't
> seem to get food poisoning.
>
> Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag,
> not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e. coli
>
> Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or at the
> beach instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures
> then.
> We all took PE ..... and risked permanent injury with a pair of Dunlop
> sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air
> cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a
> small car. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened
> because they tell us how much safer we are now.
> We got the cane for doing something wrong at school, they used to call
> it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour &
> respect those older than us.
>
> We had 30+ kids in our class and we all learned to read and write, do
> maths and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically
> correct letter......., FUNNY THAT!!
>
> We all said prayers in school and sang the national anthem, and staying
> in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
>
> I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was
> allowed to be proud of myself.
>
> I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station,
> Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We weren't!!
>
> Oh yeah ... and where was the antibiotics and sterilisation kit when I
> got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
>
> We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel left on vacant building
> sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the 2/6p bottle of iodine
> and then we got our backside spanked.
>
>
> Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of
> antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for
> leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
>
> To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they
> were from a dysfunctional family.
>
> How could we possibly have known that?
>
> We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger management classes.
>
> We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't
> even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
>
> How did we ever survive?
>
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skinto you did well...i got that football game with the magnets on the end of sticks
Whats with all these " name boots"
My first pair came up above your ankle and had hard top caps
Real boots them
My first pair came up above your ankle and had hard top caps
Real boots them
A friend and me had our own football league tables.
Weekly results were determined by dice and the new standings typed out.
Weekly results were determined by dice and the new standings typed out.
cracking thread,happy days...had them white alan ball boots with swivel studs,thought I was the dogs + wore them purple n
black george best stylo ones with side laces,still played crap in em. football matches,top of town v bottom of town .
playing on building sites,daring each other to walk along them beams.balaclavas to school in winter,one lad wore his all
year round.
black george best stylo ones with side laces,still played crap in em. football matches,top of town v bottom of town .
playing on building sites,daring each other to walk along them beams.balaclavas to school in winter,one lad wore his all
year round.
when it was cold your mum telling you to take your coat off when you are indoors or you wont feel the benefit of it when you go out !
Feck me I am allowed on the forum again after the Red Card...
Not sure why...
Not sure why...
My best ever Christmas present, (Circa 1960), Subbuteo!
I have all the teams - trouble is that I bought a Stoke City side and after a few successful moves had all my players taken away and could not get on .....
I have all the teams - trouble is that I bought a Stoke City side and after a few successful moves had all my players taken away and could not get on .....
balaclavas to school in winter
with gloves on string through the sleeves so i did not lose them, house key in pocket on a safty pin.
In the winter every morning i would come down to a raging coal fire. . .Dad
bless him lite it every morning before he went to work.
Now my kids just flick a switch, no cleaning out the ash and relaying . . Until you become a parent yourself you dont realise these things do you
with gloves on string through the sleeves so i did not lose them, house key in pocket on a safty pin.
In the winter every morning i would come down to a raging coal fire. . .Dad
bless him lite it every morning before he went to work.Now my kids just flick a switch, no cleaning out the ash and relaying . . Until you become a parent yourself you dont realise these things do you
We used to have stone fights.
Put me head up over the top one day and wham a stone got me right on the head, off to the Hospital for a few stitches.
Remember going to play table tennis in Notting Hill Gate when I was about 11 I can tell you there was no million pound houses around then and you were lucky to come home alive.
How London has changed.
Put me head up over the top one day and wham a stone got me right on the head, off to the Hospital for a few stitches.
Remember going to play table tennis in Notting Hill Gate when I was about 11 I can tell you there was no million pound houses around then and you were lucky to come home alive.
How London has changed.
Our little gang would go over Fulham to watch them play.
Around the back hoping the tide was out so we could get over the wall.
They had a good team in those days
Jonny Haynes, ect
Around the back hoping the tide was out so we could get over the wall.
They had a good team in those days
Jonny Haynes, ect
some great threads on here and definitely reminds you of happy teenage years I also had escalado and subbuteo 10 of us played in a league 1970/71 we played our league games every Tuesday night all games 15 min each way I still have a book with every players chosen team and players I know its over 40 years ago but no sign of any foreign players also a local shopkeeper would place bets for me from the age of 12 I remember one easter Monday I had taken my slip of paper round with 2 shillings win irish mail at Kempton it won at 7/1 later in the afternoon my mother went to the shop and the shopkeeper said here you go give that to stan I couldn't get his bet on unbelievable how many bets did he actually put on what a leathering I got off my dad happy days
I remember travelling by aeroplane to Spain with my parents and the air was thick with smoke everywhere ....the days of smoking on planes....in a few years we have gone from that to smoking being evil and whoever indulges in it being regarded in some quarters as almost retarded.
I remember seeing most mothers in the street, some indeed glamorous mothers , cleaning the windows and scrubbing the step every morning. My mother did the same . She then went to the local shop but would never go out unless she looked really good with fashionable high heels and a pretty frock and make up.
I remember she once saw a woman eating a sausage roll in the street . She was disgusted at that as she was any woman who swore. She was of course, typical of most women then .
I remember seeing most mothers in the street, some indeed glamorous mothers , cleaning the windows and scrubbing the step every morning. My mother did the same . She then went to the local shop but would never go out unless she looked really good with fashionable high heels and a pretty frock and make up.
I remember she once saw a woman eating a sausage roll in the street . She was disgusted at that as she was any woman who swore. She was of course, typical of most women then .
First time abroad Catolica '74, after twelve days consuming strong lager we finally make it to the Be Bop A Disco !
Stevo ( room mate ) comes back from the gents mumbling ( like this when he's drunk, we can't understand him !)
After going going through the gang, we ask one of the door staff to chat to him... ''Si Senore gents toilet over there!''
''No, no''... He keeps pointing at the toilet door..... eventually the bouncer goes over and opens the door.... to be knocked over by about three hundred gallons of water !
The silly barsteward had broken the cistern !
Would of made a great 'time for a sharp exit' Harp (?) advert !
Stevo ( room mate ) comes back from the gents mumbling ( like this when he's drunk, we can't understand him !)
After going going through the gang, we ask one of the door staff to chat to him... ''Si Senore gents toilet over there!''
''No, no''... He keeps pointing at the toilet door..... eventually the bouncer goes over and opens the door.... to be knocked over by about three hundred gallons of water !
The silly barsteward had broken the cistern !
Would of made a great 'time for a sharp exit' Harp (?) advert !
Dickie there is only reason why you wore a balaclava to school and it wasn't because you planned to rob the tuck shop....
that red lifebhouy carbolic soap lovely smell but made the skin on your hands as rough as fook !
In Aberdeen the game where you could only score with either a header or volley was called "Annies".
no idea why.
When i growing up in the 70s a packet of crisps was 2 and a half p.
and your favourite sweets were sports and cola cubes.
no idea why.
When i growing up in the 70s a packet of crisps was 2 and a half p.
and your favourite sweets were sports and cola cubes.
"You'll look a little lovelier each day with fabulous pink Camay"
In reality it would take paint off of doors!
In reality it would take paint off of doors!
THE-GHOST-OF-DICKIE-BIRD 18 Jan 14 03:28
balaclavas to school in winter
with gloves on string through the sleeves so i did not lose them, house key in pocket on a safty pin.Blush
In the winter every morning i would come down to a raging coal fire. . .Dad Lovebless him lite it every morning before he went to work.
Now my kids just flick a switch, no cleaning out the ash and relaying . . Until you become a parent yourself you dont realise these things do youLove
just went back to those times & fitted a multifuel stove....pack it on a night, nice and warm in the morning
Remember waking up when I was a kid in the winter, frost on the inside of the bedroom windows..... never had the flu in those days though with just a coal fire lol
balaclavas to school in winter
with gloves on string through the sleeves so i did not lose them, house key in pocket on a safty pin.Blush
In the winter every morning i would come down to a raging coal fire. . .Dad Lovebless him lite it every morning before he went to work.
Now my kids just flick a switch, no cleaning out the ash and relaying . . Until you become a parent yourself you dont realise these things do youLove
just went back to those times & fitted a multifuel stove....pack it on a night, nice and warm in the morning
Remember waking up when I was a kid in the winter, frost on the inside of the bedroom windows..... never had the flu in those days though with just a coal fire lol
yeah koi we had those old crittal windows and they used to freeze up on the inside in the winter ,feck me it was so cold in my house in the winter I used to go out side to warm up. no quilts in those days either just sheets and blankets!
no quilts in those days either just sheets and blankets!
My Ma ( God rest her soul) used to put extra coats on top of the blankets to keep us warm ( winter of '63 was ridiculous, I didn't go to school for about three months, all the pavements & playgrounds were frozen) pre electric blankets mid sixties !
does anyone remember having a spoonfull of that malt stuff was it cod liver oil ?,my mum swore it was good for us kids feckin dreadfull taste !
Climate change halcyon..(
Last year was cold as well.Had to put blankets on the pigs outdoors it was so cold.And dig them out of the snow...
Last year was cold as well.Had to put blankets on the pigs outdoors it was so cold.And dig them out of the snow...
Le Homme, '63 was bad... do you remember it ?.....
My Grandad said it was bad..
The family nearly starved as he could not get to the Betting Shop....
The family nearly starved as he could not get to the Betting Shop....
Yep, I think there was no racing for about three months or more !
Jan 18, 2014 -- 9:39PM, homefortea wrote:
My Grandad said it was bad..The family nearly starved as he could not get to the Betting Shop....
great writn' i'm having that..
replaced tuck shop for laddies now H F T
Victory V's - original recipe (containing chloroform)
recipe: It was there in 1864 that a confectioner named Thomas Fryer created his palliative for the common cold by combining pulverised sugar, linseed, liquorice, chlorodyne (a soothing mix of cannabis and chloroform) and pure acacia gum. It met with acclaim.
Your Mom getting the Co Op ''divi'' and being all excited like she'd won the pools !
Green shield stamps
75000 books got a mini
75000 books got a mini
2 books ........sore throat .....got a "hair dryer" No6 catalougue..
Watching the ITV 7 & Mick McManus on the wrestling later
He didn't like his ears being pulled
He didn't like his ears being pulled
mmm and the geezer dident like his mask pulled off.............
U remember the scrambling......palomine Tony Micklan...........said Jeff Banks lives Eastbourn way...............
mick mcmanus.jackie pallo,les kellet fairfield halls,croydon.Kent Walton,these were the days.
Big daddy-shirley crabtree,fantastic.And what about Masambula?
Usted to see him Joe Cornealas.........never spoke to him..............there all v old or dead by now.......
Adrian street the fairy type one who wore make up and had long blond hair ....he got some abuse !
Catweazle in the wrestling.
rograin- I also used to have my own football leagues but would do it on the days scores but muddle the games up. I still feel that I should have created Fantasy Football.
Some toys from 70s Striker,Jimmy,Simon and Junk Yard
rograin- I also used to have my own football leagues but would do it on the days scores but muddle the games up. I still feel that I should have created Fantasy Football.
Some toys from 70s Striker,Jimmy,Simon and Junk Yard
just went on youtube Adrian street v jim breaks .........magic memorys of a Saturday afternoon world of sport !
Used to love watching Les Kellett - feigning injury but nearly always winning; however contrived - highlight of a Saturday afternoon - Kent Walton commentating with his dulcet tones - apparently he owned a porn shop
i live in grove park ...and i dont know if mCconnells bookies is still there sorry to say, that end is now a shanty town ... so i go the other route when i go out
sorry to say, that end is now a shanty town ... so i go the other route when i go out
thought you were going to mention Persil and Inter City for a minute there Lambeth 
those were the days eh
those were the days eh
^ Those boys from Barking were always clean on away days Shearer!
What a great read this thread has been, takes me back years. I remember as a young kid having to run errands for my Grandad and Grandma and my Auntie.
My Grandad worked as a Miner at the local pit. I used to have to go to the shop for his chewing tobacco an ounce of twist I had to ask for. It fascinated me, it came sealed in silver paper. I couldn't resist trying it one day.
I bit the corner slightly open and nibbled a bit. I was sick as a dog it was like dog muck. I couldn't hide that I had opened it and got a clout for my trouble.
My pet hate was having to get the coal in as they got concessionary loads about four times a year.They lived in a middle terrace with a small backstreet. It was dumped outside the front gate and I had to shovel it into the yard first then into the coal house. I can't imagine a 7 or 8 year old kid shovelling half a ton of coal these days.
I remember the old kid taking me to the York Ebor meeting on the train as a treat. When we got to the station he took me to the staff canteen where we had a bacon sandwich. He then paid for my dinner, a plate of chips with 2 beard and butter, and left me train spotting for the day. I was 8. Happy days.
My Grandad worked as a Miner at the local pit. I used to have to go to the shop for his chewing tobacco an ounce of twist I had to ask for. It fascinated me, it came sealed in silver paper. I couldn't resist trying it one day.
I bit the corner slightly open and nibbled a bit. I was sick as a dog it was like dog muck. I couldn't hide that I had opened it and got a clout for my trouble.
My pet hate was having to get the coal in as they got concessionary loads about four times a year.They lived in a middle terrace with a small backstreet. It was dumped outside the front gate and I had to shovel it into the yard first then into the coal house. I can't imagine a 7 or 8 year old kid shovelling half a ton of coal these days.
I remember the old kid taking me to the York Ebor meeting on the train as a treat. When we got to the station he took me to the staff canteen where we had a bacon sandwich. He then paid for my dinner, a plate of chips with 2 beard and butter, and left me train spotting for the day. I was 8. Happy days.
He then paid for my dinner, a plate of chips with 2 beard and butter, and left me train spotting for the day. I was 8. Happy days.
Hairy days!
Hairy days!
Being sent to shop for Beecham's Powder or Aspros for the oul' lad.
khyber kim,
good morning. Your post reminds me of when I was about six or seven.... we had ten bags of coal delivered, and the coal man had to make ten journeys down the entry and into our back garden to the coal shed. Mom knew I was quick witted like her and asked me to count them in so we had ten delivered. Needless to say the chap delivered nine and I can still here my mother say '' my son wouldn't lie to me and you can either fetch another bag or I'll pay you for nine !''
good morning. Your post reminds me of when I was about six or seven.... we had ten bags of coal delivered, and the coal man had to make ten journeys down the entry and into our back garden to the coal shed. Mom knew I was quick witted like her and asked me to count them in so we had ten delivered. Needless to say the chap delivered nine and I can still here my mother say '' my son wouldn't lie to me and you can either fetch another bag or I'll pay you for nine !''
yeah those bullworkers I had one I was influenced by the ad in the back of those batman/hulk type comics ,it showed a guy who was built like a brick shyte house kicking sand in a little wimpy blocks face on the beach and the crumpet looked impressed, that malt stuff feck knows what it was it came in a brown glass jar 1
^^^^^^^^^^^^little wimpy bloke ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Charles atlas it was, a bodybuilder " don't be the guy who has sand kicked in his face ,use the bullworker and you can have a body like mine " was the advert
who remembers those ads in the back of magazines and comics for x rays specs ,it showed a geezer with em on and a couple of birds walking past and on the ad it assumed you would see the women bollack naked with the specs oncome on own up who bought a pair !
come on own up who bought a pair !
Foylsey... still have my Bullworker..... great bit of kit..... even better if you'd think about using the thing occasionally !
I bought a Bullworker to build up my strength but couldn't open the box.
In the mid sixties I used to get 2 bob pocket money & every saturday off to the newspaper shop to get as many comics as I could - The Victor, Hotspur etc - cannot remember the name but there was a small pocket like book with all war stories - brilliant
You had to be tough to go to the outside khazi in the middle of winter as well
Hot water bottle in bed (and I mean a pop bottle) - I'll never know how it didn't explode
You had to be tough to go to the outside khazi in the middle of winter as well
Hot water bottle in bed (and I mean a pop bottle) - I'll never know how it didn't explode
I sent for a Charles Atlas Course to improve my body.
Regretably,I could not open the envelope!
Seriously,I trained like a rabid bulldog for months and never put an ounce on.
By the way,Charles did not get paid.
Regretably,I could not open the envelope!
Seriously,I trained like a rabid bulldog for months and never put an ounce on.
By the way,Charles did not get paid.
For Halcyon
Never arrived in bags just dumped by the coal Board Lorry. If you didn't get in in quick the 'Pop' man or rag and bone man or the bleach wagon scattered it and crushed it.
Another errand I hated was to go to the local butcher for my Gran, usually about Thursday. She used to 'Tick up' until my Grandad got paid on Friday.
Always a pound of best steak and 6 links of pork sausage and I had to go back with the money Saturday morning.
Never arrived in bags just dumped by the coal Board Lorry. If you didn't get in in quick the 'Pop' man or rag and bone man or the bleach wagon scattered it and crushed it.
Another errand I hated was to go to the local butcher for my Gran, usually about Thursday. She used to 'Tick up' until my Grandad got paid on Friday.
Always a pound of best steak and 6 links of pork sausage and I had to go back with the money Saturday morning.
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In the mid sixties I used to get 2 bob pocket money & every saturday off to the newspaper shop to get as many comics as I could - The Victor, Hotspur etc - cannot remember the name but there was a small pocket like book with all war stories - brilliant
We just called them 64 pagers.
geordie1956
20 Jan 14 21:24
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In the mid sixties I used to get 2 bob pocket money & every saturday off to the newspaper shop to get as many comics as I could - The Victor, Hotspur etc - cannot remember the name but there was a small pocket like book with all war stories - brilliant
We just called them 64 pagers.
Butchers shop
Blood soaked sawdust all over the floor.
And the smell there from.
Don't get that today
Blood soaked sawdust all over the floor.
And the smell there from.
Don't get that today
Barbarellas, Rebeccas, The Cedar Club, Top Rank, The Locarno ( grab a granny night ), Dolce Vita, Snobs, Brum nightlife, fights yeah, but six stabbed at The Belfry new years day.. one critically injured !
You might on a bad night get a bloody nose, but you'd never go out fearing you might be stabbed and end up in hospital.... fighting for your life !
People were less affluent but seemed far
), Dolce Vita, Snobs, Brum nightlife, fights yeah, but six stabbed at The Belfry new years day.. one critically injured !You might on a bad night get a bloody nose, but you'd never go out fearing you might be stabbed and end up in hospital.... fighting for your life !
People were less affluent but seemed far
Tyneside clubland, Walkers, Manhattans, Julies, The Boat, Tux 2, also expecting a black eye but nothing more.
A spud gun.
Plane to Spain, smog filled smoking area, girls doing in a duty free litre on flight, men trying to bend hostesses over the aisle - and they loved it.
Respecting your elders and certainly anyone who knew your family.
Locarno (Powerhouse) after Cobblers games.
Superb thread.
A spud gun.
Plane to Spain, smog filled smoking area, girls doing in a duty free litre on flight, men trying to bend hostesses over the aisle - and they loved it.
Respecting your elders and certainly anyone who knew your family.
Locarno (Powerhouse) after Cobblers games.
Superb thread.
anyone remember that fookin awfull marvel powdered milk ,only used it when ya ran out of the real milk ..........rank !
Don't live on chit chat, live here... the amount of positive response's suggests that only you have an issue, hth !
Good afternoon Grimmy, we have a new outdoor vendor getting ideas above their station !
Decent golfer tho apparently . . .But dunno why that gives him the right to think he can dictate to us is beyond me.
I remember the old days when if you pinched an idea off someone you'd at least admit it
Just pointing out there is a different forum for day to day banalities called Chit Chat, this Forum called Horse Racing I believe?
Fair point, but we're all lazy & like the h r community for our daily dose of banter/politics/chit chat/pomposity
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