Wasnt life so simple back then when....

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  1. Close your eyes and go back in time...
    Before the Internet or the Apple Mac.
    Before semi-automatics, joy-riders and crack....
    Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
    Way back........

    I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park.

    The corner shop.





    Football with an old can.


    Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the Menace.

    Roly Poly.

    Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.

    The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.

    Bazooka Joe bubble gum.

    An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune - Chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball


    Watching Saturday morning cartoons....short commercials, The Double Deckers, Road Runner, He-Man, Zeebedee Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? - or staying up for Doctor Who.

    When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere.

    Earwigs, wasps, stinging nettles and bee stings.

    Sticky fingers.

    Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.

    Climbing trees.

    Building igloos out of snow banks.

    Walking to school, no matter what the weather.

    Running till you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.

    Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights.

    Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

    Being tired from playing....remember that?

    The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

    Water balloons were the ultimate weapon

    Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

    Choppers and Grifters

    I'm not finished just yet.....

    Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops.

    Remember when...

    There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash - and the only time you wore them at school was for P.E.

    You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents.

    It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends.

    You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve.

    When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.

    When 25p was decent pocket money

    When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.

    When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the kids got there.

    It was magic when dad would 'remove' his thumb.

    When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.

    When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.

    When being sent to the head's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

    Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc. parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! - and some of us are still afraid of them!!

    Didn't that feel good?

    Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!

    Remember when....

    Decisions were made by going ' Ip Dip Dog Shit '

    'Race issue' meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

    Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in 'Monopoly'.

    The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs.

    And the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one.

    It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123' wasn't an Olympic event.

    Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult.

    Nobody was prettier than Mum.

    Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

    Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable aspirin.

    Ice cream was considered a basic food group

    Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true

    Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors

    If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED.
    Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their 'grown up' life...
  2. Ah happy days, ice cream vans on a sunday afternoon, church bells ringing in the distance, boredom, nothing to do, no shops open, being chased by the parky, 'get off the grass you lot,' ah yes, happy days. :?
  3. Wearing shorts at school - and at home - whatever the weather.
    Going to the off-licence for a bottle of pop.
    Black jacks and fruit salad. Spangles and Bar Six.
    Free milk at school - in third-pint bottles. Being milk monitor.
    Sitting cross-legged on rafia mats.
    The girls tucking their vests into their knickers for PE.
    Country dancing.
    Buying a quarter of corned beef from the corner shop - and watching it being sliced.
    Chips for 2d and fish for 5d.
    Being able to cross the road at rush hour.
    Big Chief Eye-spy.
    Johnny Seven OMA.
  4. just bought six of these on ebay, i remember

  5. ....Rickets... being sent up the chimneys.....leaving school 14 to go and work in the mill 18 hrs a day... no national health service...the death penalty for stealing a loaf bread... ahh happy days
  6. Don't forget Diphtheria. :D
  7. While we're all soggy with nostalgia, if you miss the sweets from way back when (you know the ones - sold per quarter in a paper bag from the market) then try this website...

    A quarter of...
  8. Sixty

    Sixty LE Moderator Book Reviewer
    1. ARRSE Cyclists and Triathletes


    Rickets? You were lucky. T'were cholera in my day.

  9. Ah yes - young boys - jumpers for goalposts - isn't it - hmmmmm!

    Mum - in hindsight - severely depressed - feed kids - clean house - get meal on table for hubby, put kids to bed - day in day out.

    Social life was collecting the club money, and church.

    Great being a kid - only in hindsight though, but screw being a parent!
  10. I sooo loved golden nuggets.
  11. That is the website for nostalgic old farts like me..........When shopkeepers had those weird chemist looking bottles full off the good stuff.......I'll have a quarter of them please...........Ahh the days.

    Anyone with a toffee collection like that these days would be banged up sharpish for being a kiddie fiddler mind.................Especially if he had kennels as well :D
  12. "[Yorkshireman]

    Rickets? You were lucky. T'were cholera in my day.

    Cholera !! aye,we would have killed for cholera, Black death now y're talking laddie...
  13. I'm sure I've got more urgent things to think about, but....

    Everyone walking to school whatever the weather.
    Buying two gobstoppers for a penny at the corner shop on the way or a portion of aniseed balls from the machine outside.
    Pressing Buttons A and B when making calls from telephone boxes for 4d (only 'posh people' like the doctor, the dentist, the vicar, and shopkeepers had phones).
    The village fete or gala.
    Hot water from the noisy 'Geyser' gas boiler over the bath or sink.
    Making go-carts from old scraps of wood and pram wheels and racing them down hills.
    Kite-flying (now making a come back).
    Roasting chestnuts and toasting bread in the fireplace.
    Filling the scuttle with coal from the coalshed.
    6d a week pocket money at the age of five rising by 3d per year.
    Extra pocket money during family holidays.
    Airfix kits for 1/6.
    Buying a half lb of nails or staples.
    Meccano and Bako.
    Tri-ang and Hornby 00 train sets. (To my disappointment, I was never given Scalextric).
    Pre-plastic Bakelite electrical fittings and telephones.
    Sculleries and pantries with meat and dairy safes (no fridges for most people).
    The only crisps available were Smiths plain with a bag of salt (until Golden Wonder offered other flavours) and the only ice-cream was vanilla until the arrival of Neapolitan.
    Wagon Wheels, humbugs, bulls eyes and sherbet lemons sold by the ounce.
    Building tree houses and dens in the woods.
    Pinching spuds from home to cook on camp fires.
    Rigging aerial ropeways between trees.
    Constructing rafts and racing them across rivers.
    Damning streams.
    Catching minnows and sticklebacks with a 6d fishing line.
    Train-spotting (sorry) in the days of steam engines and getting a wave from the engine driver of a 4-6-2 like the Flying Scotsman while crossing off its number in the appropriate Ian Allen book.
    Messing about in dirty water, eating mud and worms, falling out of trees and off climbing frames, cycling without helmets, and Bob-a-Job week before the antiseptic (proper use of the word) H&S PC Brigade spoilt everything.
    Fights with water pistols, cap-guns, buzz-bombs and snowballs.
    The sun shining every day during the summer holidays.
    Building igloos on the school playing field and making slides in the playground.
    B&W TV with only one TV channel (when we eventually got ours).

    Oh, and outside privvies, cess pits, TB, whooping cough, diptheria, smog, the Cold War, Civil Defence, etc.
  14. fck me dun - not bitter
  15. Oh, I remember damming one that ran down to a culvert that went under the road.
    It led towards an 8 foot high wall, but went down the culvert before it could go over the wall.
    We dammed the stream with mud and sticks and whatever we could find, then covered the culvert with sods of turf.
    We were ingenious little bu99ers. :twisted:
    On releasing the dam - which was done by building in a long branch so you could jump on it and flip the dam wallup in the air, we watched the wall of water flow down the hill and over the wall onto the road. Excellent!
    Trouble is, when it hit the side of the bus and went into the open windows, the passengers and driver who chased us up the hill didn't think so...
    And neither did my dad. :dead: