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Post by rondetto on Jul 7, 2017 15:11:05 GMT
I thought I would start a thread of how we all were in our younger days. This is me aged about 10. An old school photo.
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Post by marispiper on Jul 7, 2017 17:14:55 GMT
^^^ I recognise the hairstyle 😊 nice picture
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Post by rondetto on Jul 7, 2017 17:42:44 GMT
I was so innocent then, alas much has changed.
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Post by honeybear on Jul 21, 2017 15:52:32 GMT
Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favourite 'fast food' when you were growing up?'
'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him. All the food was slow.'
'C'mon, seriously.. Where did you eat?'
'It was a place called 'home,'' I explained.
'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'
By this time, the lad was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I'd figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card.
My parents never drove me to school... I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed (slow).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 15.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10 PM, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the air at about 6 am. And there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people...
Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk and bread were.
All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers --I delivered a newspaper, seven days a week for two shillings and sixpence (12.5p). I had to get up at 6 every morning come rain, snow or shine.
Film stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the films. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or almost anything offensive.
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?
MEMORIES from a friend: My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died recently) and he brought me an old lemonade bottle.
In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea.
She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with water because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old
How many do you remember?
Headlight dip-switches on the floor of the car. Ignition switches on the dashboard. Trouser leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner. Using hand signals for cars without turn indicators.
’Older Than Dirt’ Quiz: Count all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom.
1. Sweet cigarettes 2 Coffee shops with juke boxes 3 Home milk delivery in glass bottles 4 Party lines on the telephone 5. Newsreels before the movie
6. TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning.
(There were only 2 channels [if you were fortunate]) 7 Peashooters
8 33 rpm records 9. 45 RPM records 10. Hi-fi's
11. Metal ice trays with levers 12. Blue flashbulbs 13. Cork popguns 14. Wash tub mangles
If you remembered 0-3 = You're still young
If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older
If you remembered 7-10 = Don't tell your age
If you remembered 11-14 = You're positively ancient!
I must be 'positively ancient' but those memories are some of the best parts of my life.
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Post by rondetto on Jul 21, 2017 17:53:23 GMT
When I was in school we never had a fridge or washing machine, we had a cold slab and a mangle and scrubbing board. Young people these days of course wouldn't know what they were. We were lucky having the first television set in our village, I remember our living room being full with all the neighbours watching the cup final and my Dad had put a blanket over the windows for it to look like being in a cinema.
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Post by marispiper on Jul 21, 2017 18:10:42 GMT
I can remember in winter my mum putting our clothes in the gas oven to warm up.
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Post by rondetto on Jul 21, 2017 18:54:18 GMT
Blimey yes, I can just about remember having a strip wash in the kitchen sink before going to school. No central heating in those days and the only time we had hot water was when we had a coal fire going.
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Post by marispiper on Jul 21, 2017 20:35:35 GMT
I can remember my dad eventually installing this bar heater up on the bathroom wall, which was switched on with a pull cord. It made a whining noise, then it got hot. It didn't heat the bathroom, only roasted the top of your head!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2017 20:50:01 GMT
This is me I remember playing out all day and every day in the school hols, building dens, smoking dried dock leaves pretending to be grown up, playing football all year long (no cricket, that was for "posh kids"), going for long bike rides with a bottle of water and a jam sandwich, and eating everything that Mum put in front of me. Was always hungry Attachments:
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Post by anybody on Jul 22, 2017 8:24:06 GMT
I can remember,in winter, Mum made dripping toast!
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Post by marispiper on Jul 22, 2017 10:16:05 GMT
I can remember,in winter, Mum made dripping toast! Mmm...with a bit of salt too - all that's a no-no now!
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Post by marispiper on Jul 22, 2017 10:18:05 GMT
This is me I remember playing out all day and every day in the school hols, building dens, smoking dried dock leaves pretending to be grown up, playing football all year long (no cricket, that was for "posh kids"), going for long bike rides with a bottle of water and a jam sandwich, and eating everything that Mum put in front of me. Was always hungry And still as much hair! Some people still smoke those dock leaves...or a very similar weed 😁
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2017 11:14:33 GMT
I can remember,in winter, Mum made dripping toast! My Nan used to give us that, she always made her own because she said it couldn't be bought anymore. I remember the tasty brown sort of gravy stuff on the bottom, yummy. She also made potty beef for the same reason, yummy in a sandwich Sadly she is no longer with us and didn't pass those skills on to her daughter, my mother
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2017 15:49:14 GMT
All these take me back. I remember the first time sweets came off ration, then went back on again. And waiting for a bus with my mum to go into town to buy half a crowns worth of cod fillet to feed five of us.
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Post by marispiper on Jul 22, 2017 16:42:10 GMT
All these take me back. I remember the first time sweets came off ration, then went back on again. And waiting for a bus with my mum to go into town to buy half a crowns worth of cod fillet to feed five of us. Fish was cheap then, eh? My favourite was a herring, especially if it contained a soft roe. Bones? Eat a piece of bread and butter, then... Fish is still my favourite.
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