Memorable stuff from your formative years

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This was our weapon of teeth destruction in North east Scotland
 
Anyone else a member of the Dennis The Menace fanclub?

A free virtual gobstopper and sherbet dip if you can remember the secret* password and response.




*Secret as in "only known to three million grubby boys"
No, but was a Warlord Secret Agent. Damn! PERSEC!
 

HE117

LE
The screw-top Corona bottles were innovations to me, I remember Corona when it had ( I think) ceramic and rubber stoppers held in place by a metal clip type of thing which could be damaging to greedy little fingers. (I think Corona may have originally had the sort of pop bottle which contained a marble to hold in the fizz, but that was before my time.

Tizer, now, DID have screw top stoppers, but they were still ceramic and rubber.

I had an uncle in County Durham who worked for Cameron's brewery (In West Auckland?) and he used to drive the delivery lorries. He was a surly, morose man, but that was easily forgiven when you remembered he would often drop off a crate of "broken" pop bottles at your Gran's.
You mean this load of Coddswallop..?

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Our local mobile purveyor was North East Direct Supply, N.E.D.S brand.

My Google-fu suggests they didn't make it into the internet age, ie never existed.
Did they do Dandelion and Burdock?
 

AlienFTM

MIA
Book Reviewer
Did they do Dandelion and Burdock?
Yes they did. Me mum used to get a dozen assorted bottles every Wednesday afternoon (in a wooden crate) until she walked in on my middle brother and a friend having a competition to see who could down a (pop bottle sized) bottle quickest, and six-years-younger me trying to keep up.

No more NEDS.
 
We had Corona delivered. One xmas when I was 7 or 8, I wanted Cherryade, but none left. I was given a glass of lemonade with a dash of Port to colour it. All good. An our later, I was found in the pantry having downed half a pint of port with a lemonade top. Quite a bit giggly and out of it for the rest of the day and set a dangerous precedent. Loved Port ever after.
 
We had Corona delivered. One xmas when I was 7 or 8, I wanted Cherryade, but none left. I was given a glass of lemonade with a dash of Port to colour it. All good. An our later, I was found in the pantry having downed half a pint of port with a lemonade top. Quite a bit giggly and out of it for the rest of the day and set a dangerous precedent. Loved Port ever after.
Aged about 5 we found a 5 gallon container of Nettle Beer brewed by my mates grandmother in her garage.
My first hangover. Mum thought I had caught something. Tucked up in bed and a day off school.
A truly early start down the slippery slope.
 
I remember the pop wagons had a low-slung look about them. They were made like that to keep the c of g low.
Blimey. I'd forgotten all about the Alpine lorry. I wasn't allowed to drink that shit. The road where I lived appears to have shrunk since. It seemed massive when I was a nipper. It's a wonder the driver managed to negotiate the double-parked Cortinas, Escorts and Vivas in a TK.

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Fin stabilised discarding sabot. Excellent. Learned from the weapons section of this training manual perchance? (Just don't look at the date.)

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We had the Haunted Tank. It was hardcore WW II tank action that stirred the blood of this young warrior. I wonder if my mam had saved any of the comic books I had as they seem to command a generous price on ePay these days. :?

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