MEMORIES
Watch this post1) Do you remember when being gay meant you were happy š
2) Being wicked was a bad thing?
3) Being cool meant just that, so you put on a jumper or cardie?
4) If you got 2/- (10p) pocket money you were rich and very lucky!!
5) You were allowed to pay in the woods alone with out adult supervision?
6) There was only 3 channels on the T.V. AND IT CLOSED DOWN AT MIDNIGHT PLAYING THE NATIONL ANTHAM ?? AND ONLY CAME ON AT TEA TIME,
7) Boys played with spud guns and war games while the lasses had dollies and prams?
8) Mums run the household while the dadās thought they did?
9) A cuddle from Mum cured all ills?
10) At school you got a small bottle of mike or orange juice if you were lucky ?
11) Fish and chips was fast food or maybe aā savaloy ā
12) You could go to work on an āeggā !!
13) It was ok to smoke in the pub or on the top deck of a bus!
14) Playing the lottery meant going to Bingoā!!
15) A mars bar was twice the size and third of the price!
16) Petrol came in gallons and cost 2/-6d (12. 1/2p) and you get 4 .1/2 Lts to the gallon ???
17) Milk came in glass bottles with Red, Silver or Gold top!!
18) Fruit and veg came in lbs and ozās and the spuds and carrots had dirt on them?
19) Sunday night was bath night Dad in first with the hot water then the eldest then the next and next and the youngest then Mum at the end ???
20) Monday was wash day remember the smell of fresh clean sheets on the bed!!
21) Getting dressed while still in bed in the morning as it was so cold cos there was no central heating!
22) The ice in winter on the window was just as thick on the inside as the out.
23) The loo was out side and you had a bucket/potty under the bed!
24) If you had a phone you were well off!
25) A DOG licence cost the same as than a MARRAGE licence 7/- 6d
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Passport to Adventure - Part 1
There was much pushing and shoving in the excited queue of youngsters, most of it good-natured, borne of pent up anticipation of the fun to come. Sally was being pestered by snotty Steve who knew her from school and was jabbering on, pausing only to wipe the perpetual drip from his nose on his sleeve.
"How much you got? I got two bob, cos I walked here and I helped Dad clean the windows yesterday." He proudly thrust an assortment of coins in his reluctant companion's face.
"There's only one and nine there." Sally advised after habitually totting up the stash of cash. "I've got half-a-crown." She showed him two shiny shillings, a threepence and three pennies. "See. I helped MY Dad saw through some wood AND cleared out the guttering." Her pride at earning some money through such brave deeds was obvious.
Steve was rummaging through his various pockets, searching in vain for his lost thrupenny piece. Drips from his perennially runny nose splattered on his clothes and the ground unchecked. "Ah! I wonder if ā¦ yeah - there it is!" He pulled a grubby bag of sweets from his secret hiding place, inside the actual lining of the tatty gabardine raincoat that he wore rain or shine. "D'ja want one?" He asked somewhat reluctantly.
Sally peered into the bag curiously. "No thanks. I don't like clove sweets." She smiled. "And I wouldn't want to take your last humbug. I know they're your favourite." It was almost the truth; she didn't like the stripy red boiled sweets, and the humbug was sticky and covered in fluff. And, she suspected, half sucked. Especially as it was the sweet that the threepence piece had attached itself to.
"Okay." He grinned, then put the humbug, coin and all, into his mouth. "There!" The coin had been released from its captor, and its proud owner carefully put it with the others. "You got any sweeties?" He asked, eyeing the podgy girl hopefully. "Those toffees were nice you had the other day-"
"Sorry, they're all gone." She smiled at the tasty memory. "My aunty brought them back all the way from Devon for Gran, and she let me have some to try."
"Oh pity." A hefty shove from behind sent Steve sprawling. "Oi! Pack it in you- " He spun round indignantly. His face drained; Basher Bruce was the guilty thug. "Oh sorry."
"Get a move on drippy." The big Ozzie bruiser pushed him again. "The lines moving - look!"
Sally had already shuffled ahead, anxious not to be stuck with sniffy Steve, and to avoid a brawl with the Australian monster behind them. Rumour was that his parents were both killers thrown out of the past penal colony because they were so evil. Bruce denied it, said they had returned to find their old family, even tried to persuade everyone that his father was a policeman. No one believed him, of course; he was such a liar about everything. Charming to the girls and a bully to the boys. His eyes were too close together too and his eyebrows met in the middle so he must be a crook. What really scared everyone were his pets. He kept lizards and snakes. Sometimes he had one in his pocket. This recollection made Sally squeeze through a gap in the bodies ahead to put as much distance between herself and him - just in case!
"Ow!" A blonde head exclaimed. "Watch out Sally!"
"Oh, sorry Mary." Sally smiled apologetically. "Just trying to get away from Bruce and Steve."
"Get across here then." Mary glanced back anxiously. "We don't want to be stuck with either of them, do we?"
Sally wriggled next to the pretty pony-tailed blonde girl. "No." She smiled gratefully. "You going up or down?"
"Up. Not so noisy."
"Yes, and cleaner." Sally liked the more expensive seats too.
"You got enough this week?" Mary knew that Sally did not usually have as much cash as she did; her parents did not believe in pocket money and the plump girl had to earn her pennies. "I could lend you someā¦."
"Thanks but I have plenty." Sally showed her hard earned cash. "I've been helping my Dad."
By now the creeping crocodile of children had moved forward so much that the two girls were finally at the ticket office.
"Circle please." Mary dutifully paid a sixpence and a thrupence.
"Me too." Sally handed over a shilling. The lady in the office grunted irritably as she counted out three pennies in change.
"Now or interval?" Mary asked glancing longingly at the hot dog and drinks stand.
"Interval!" Sally was keen to get to the seats.
"Yes, better then." Her companion agreed.
The two girls scampered up the thickly carpeted stairs two at a time. A terrified usher was pinned against the door jamming it open as the hordes of excited children pushed past.
The usual scramble for the treasured front seats was apparent. Sally and Mary avoided the frenetic scuffles and settled for two aisle seats halfway up. Sitting on their carefully folded coats for extra height, they waited somewhat impatiently for Saturday Morning Picture Club to start.
To be continued ... maybe!
Ā© Christine L. Coles - October 2001
Hi Jeanymay did you ever see Bradley Corpse on that episode about a German womans Name, the faces he pulled to try and not laff ha ha https://youtu.be/nmwGFX5pgXw
If you haven't seen it get your hankie out now ! lol
No kitchen but a scullery instead and an outhouse where all the laundry was done. Oh the lovely smell of boiling whites š
Toilet at the bottom of the garden, next to the Anderson shelter, which you didn't use at night and substituted the pot under the bed. Makes me cringe now haha.
Blankets on the beds with the eider down quilt on top instead of duvets.
Doctor's surgery where he lived 'over the shop' and you all went in and waited patiently until it was your turn. He would come out and take you to hospital in his car from your home if you were seriously ill too.
The winter of 63 and walking to school in waist deep snow for weeks on end..brrr. Today they would all be closed.
Coal fires in school and huddling round them trying to warm up.
Walking down the road and being surprised if you saw a car.
I could go on forever........hard but happy times š
Keith
here a few more lol
1) a ten bob note = 50p
2) you use to get 240 pennies to the pound now you 100 ???
3) how about Mr whippy ice cream mmm soft and smooth
4) with Esso petrol you'd put a tiger in your tank (and they gave you a free tiger tail to fix to the Ariel of your car or bike lol)
5) the only " Spam" you got came in a blue and yellow tin and was an acquired taste !!
6) Mackerson's " Milk Stout", Harp larger, Cherry B, Eggnog, and Harvey's Bristol Cream !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
7) the man from the A.A. would salute you as you drove past so long as you had the badge on your car,
8) "Spangles"
9) "OMO" and no I don't mean old man out !!!!!!!!!!! I mean the washing powder ?
10) Dandy, Beano, topper, wizzer "n" chips, Mandy, Judy, Jackie? Eagle, and can you remember any more !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! š
Don't forget the Tonibell ice cream van that used to come around, or the Walls small vanilla block of ice cream that you put in a glass of R Whites cream soda
ITMA
Dick Barton Special Agent
The Goon Show
Take it from here
Billy Cotton Band Show.
Or am I the only radio fanatic left?
Remember when soaps were things you washed with?
Educating Archie
Take it from here
Call my Bluff
yet I can't remember what we ate for dinner last night
I really hope you enjoy belonging to Silversurfers and please tell all your friends about us!
a) Having to be absolutely still in case the cats whisker moved and you lost the station.
b) Petrol at 1s & 9p per gallon, before self service petrol came in.
c) Milk came in churns and was ladled out.
d) The purple band around the edge of newspapers when King George the V died.
e) When we were children playing in the forest with other children we would call in the nearest cottage for a drink and we were welcomed.
f) Our dogs ran free and looked after us.
g) Reading our comics by the light of the search lights.
h) No street lights.
Jubblies - frozen triangular orange drinks
Threepenny pieces
Iodine on grazes
Oxtails - however many times I cook them, I cannot make them like my Nanna used to
Monday night was cold meat from the Sunday roast (gave Mum time to do the washing)
silver thrupenny pieces, oxtails - slow cooked in a stew pot on the top of a Raeburn for up to 2 days, the meat just melted and the gravy - divine. I can just about get the same result using a slow cooker!
1960 - my first car, a 1933 ford 8 that was bought by me and 3 friends for Ā£7.10s. Petrol - 4 gallons with change from a 10 shilling note.
The late 40', 50's and early 60's such a great period!!
I have just got back from a visit to Coventry. I loved the cathedral and although I am not religious I found it a very moving experience.
Also enjoyed looking around the city and particularly visiting the art/local history gallery. Very friendly people and great to have good weather so I could just wander about.
At the end of April I am booked on a coach trip to Bletchley Park
Going shopping with mum. First the butchers for the Sunday roast. Then the greengrocers for the veg. The bakers for the bread. No supermarkets then.
An advertising hoarding, promoting 'Esso Golden. The petrol of 1975, here today.'
My first car cost me Ā£20.00 (A Rover 10)
My very first long play vinyl record. 'The Shadows' Mono only, costing 35/- (Ā£1.75)
Street lights were gas powered and went off at about 10:30-11:00pm