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I have been looking through some old family photos during the last week and came across a photo of my family with all the hotel guests posing for the end of the week photo shoot. We don't do that anymore do we?:confused
So I got to thinking of other things we don't do now.
1. Stand to attention to the national anthem at the picture house prior to the film starting.
2. Queueing up for your money inside the bank on a Friday.
3. Waiting for the white spot on the TV to disappear at midnight and switching it off at the wall.
4. Running out of 2p coins mid-sentence just before describing to the taxi firm where you need to be picked up from.
5. Having rabbit legs brushing your hair when you walk past a butchers.
There must be loads more?:confused
We don't draw shapes in the frost on the inside of our windows anymore.
We don't cut the grass with a push mower.
Some don't respect a funeral cortege anymore
Kevin Milkins
08-Aug-08, 23:09
I was typing a reply to this thread and my brother phoned and I got side tracked .
TBH has stole my thunder.
It used to be tradition that when a funeral cortege passed you would stand with your head bowed and if you had a hat on it would be draped on your arm.
ywindythesecond
08-Aug-08, 23:29
I have been looking through some old family photos during the last week and came across a photo of my family with all the hotel guests posing for the end of the week photo shoot. We don't do that anymore do we?:confused
So I got to thinking of other things we don't do now.
4. Running out of 2p coins mid-sentence just before describing to the taxi firm where you need to be picked up from.
There must be loads more?:confused
Tapping out the number on the receiver rest of the Push Button A Push Button B phones to get a call without putting in your four real pennies.
5. Having rabbit legs brushing your hair when you walk past a butchers.
The humble, plastic comb became a more popular and hygienic tool for that particular activity!! ;)
teenybash
08-Aug-08, 23:54
Dressing in your Sunday best to go visiting.
Few proper 'letters' are written now....all email.
Playing skipping ropes or football with the kids.
Taking back empty 'ginger bottles' and getting the deposit...................and spending it on sweets.............:Razz
Probably a good thing now, but we don't carry infants on our knees in the car anymore, thank goodness for the invention of the child's safety seat. Looking back, it beggars belief.:eek:
Buttercup
09-Aug-08, 00:13
You don't see women going along the street on a Saturday with a headsquare covering the rollers in their hair (preparing for the evening out).
Once upon a time when we went to the petrol station, we used to ask for a quantity of gallons. Now we just fill the tank up or possibly get an amounts worth.
I was typing a reply to this thread and my brother phoned and I got side tracked .
TBH has stole my thunder.
It used to be tradition that when a funeral cortege passed you would stand with your head bowed and if you had a hat on it would be draped on your arm.
Great minds think, I am with you 100%. This phenomenon of having no respect for the dead I experienced a few years back. I wanted, really wanted, (true thoughts you can imagine but I will keep to myself), to get out of the car and ask the individual what the hell he thought he was playing at. Some Idiot was blaring on it's car horn because we were holding it up at a junction.[disgust]
changilass
09-Aug-08, 00:51
I remember sewing tights if they got a ladder in them, or if it wasn't too bad dabbing a bit of nail varnish at the bottom of the ladder to stop it running any further lol, nowadays we just take them off and chuck them in the bin.
I remember sewing tights if they got a ladder in them, or if it wasn't too bad dabbing a bit of nail varnish at the bottom of the ladder to stop it running any further lol, nowadays we just take them off and chuck them in the bin.
Did ye not stain yer legs with cold tea?;)
changilass
09-Aug-08, 00:54
I aint that bliddy owld:lol:
I aint that bliddy owld:lol:lol, I 'cough''apologise'cough'.:lol:
We don't draw shapes in the frost on the inside of our windows anymore.
We don't cut the grass with a push mower.
Some don't respect a funeral cortege anymore
Was freezin but I loved seein frost on the windows - I am very much a winter person!
I hate hearin electric and petrol mowers on a lovely day and I want to scream when I hear strimmers - must be the pitch of the sound! Push mowers are better for you too!
And I am with you on the funeral thing too! :) (Darn this place it does not have a respectful smile smiley but that is what is intended - no joke!)
Tighsonas4
09-Aug-08, 10:10
there was a time when all the mail you got after a bearevement wasall with black surroundes
dont know how it worked but death notices in the paper had
canadian and australian papers please copy tony
brokencross
09-Aug-08, 10:19
We don't have total household silence at 5 past 5 on a Saturday afternoon as your dad takes down the football scores from a crackly valve driven wireless and then checks his Littlewoods Pools for the elusive 8 draws.
We don't have total household silence at 5 past 5 on a Saturday afternoon as your dad takes down the football scores from a crackly valve driven wireless and then checks his Littlewoods Pools for the elusive 8 draws.
Oh many a thick lug, I have had for breaking that silence, but was it not 5 to 5? My memories are getting poor these days, but I do remember having to collect the Acid Batteries on a Friday with a threat of a fate worse than death if I spilled any of the acid. :eek:
My Granny spent ages teaching me to darn socks, does anyone darn their socks anymore?
arana negra
09-Aug-08, 10:48
I remember sewing tights if they got a ladder in them, or if it wasn't too bad dabbing a bit of nail varnish at the bottom of the ladder to stop it running any further lol, nowadays we just take them off and chuck them in the bin.
Aye done both of these before BUT
Oh I remember the shame of my mother telling me when I first was allowed to wear tights that I had stitch the ladder in my american tan tights NO NO I just could not possibly think of going to school with them stitched !! My remedy later (with my tattie pickin money) was to buy stockings all the same colour :D
Ladies, do you remember being taken to the Corsetry specialist to be 'fitted' for your first bra ?
Kevin Milkins
09-Aug-08, 10:52
Not sure if it was a Welsh thing, but we used to all have new clothes for the Whitson walks when all the chapels got together and walked around the town
For those lucky enough to afford a brand new car, we don't have to drive the first 100 miles under 30mph and the 900 miles thereafter under 45mph anymore. But did it really matter if we didn't?:confused
Getting your hair permed and being told not to wash it for a week, that stuff smelled horrendous too!
helenwyler
09-Aug-08, 12:27
For those lucky enough to afford a brand new car, we don't have to drive the first 100 miles under 30mph and the 900 miles thereafter under 45mph anymore. But did it really matter if we didn't?:confused
I'd forgotten about that. And the 'running in' sign in the back window :D.
Buttercup
09-Aug-08, 12:37
Before the days of home freezers we used to make our own ice lollies by putting some orange juice in a plastic cup with an old lolly stick and leaving it outside on the bedroom (because it was upstairs and cats couldn't get at it) window sill overnight. :lol:
<Probably a good thing now, but we don't carry infants on our knees in the car anymore, thank goodness for the invention of the child's safety seat. Looking back, it beggars belief.>
Good God, you've just brought a memory flooding back, long since forgotten, my dad used to do this and also let me steer!!
He also never once used the locks on his car doors, and 9 times out of 10, would leave the keys in the ignition. Car was never touched...... Imagine that today!
My biggest bubear is kids that haven't been taught respect for their elders. We had to sit quietly whilst visiting other people and had generally behave in a model fashion. Kids these days....bah, humbug.:D
brokencross
09-Aug-08, 13:08
At school I remember the whole class standing up when the teacher entered the room, and teacher saying "Good Morning Class 2" and us all replying in unison "Good Morning Miss Davidson" then being told we could sit down.
DeHaviLand
09-Aug-08, 13:11
Before the days of home freezers we used to make our own ice lollies by putting some orange juice in a plastic cup with an old lolly stick and leaving it outside on the bedroom (because it was upstairs and cats couldn't get at it) window sill overnight. :lol:
And that was in July:D.
What about cars wi one big long seat in the front! Phones wi dials! :eek:
DeHaviLand
09-Aug-08, 17:26
I no longer go pestering my mother for rags for the rag man, just so I could get a stupid balloon on a stick.:roll:
And I now never get asked to go to the shop for beef dripping for making the stovies with. :Razz
And I never, ever see a half pound of mince stretched out to feed five these days.:confused
Using jumpers as goalposts.
Using jumpers as goalposts.
Where are you living Jox - they still do that! I do the washin round here (well in my own household) - I know!
cuddlepop
09-Aug-08, 17:59
Put washed milk bottles out for collection
Collect your washing to take to the "steamie" in an old pram,on a monday.
Take part in a scramble at a wedding,that was great fun
Listen out for the "rag and bone man" so you could swap old rags for a wee toy.
Go to the Public Baths for a bath and not a swim.
Collect ginger bottles for loads of sweeties.
Oh Reghead there's loads and I'm stuck now down memory lane.:eek:
At school I remember the whole class standing up when the teacher entered the room, and teacher saying "Good Morning Class 2" and us all replying in unison "Good Morning Miss Davidson" then being told we could sit down.
You mean that doesn't happen nowadays? Boy, am I out of touch with children these days!?
northener
09-Aug-08, 18:41
Not sure if it was a Welsh thing, but we used to all have new clothes for the Whitson walks when all the chapels got together and walked around the town
Mrs N used to get a new set of clothes every Whit - that was in Yorkshire.
Laying out the dead in the 'best' room.
Donkeystoning the front step (did they do that up here?).
Men only in the Tap Room.
Everyone, and I mean everyone was expected to buy a copy of the 'War Cry' when the Sally Bash came round the pubs on a Saturday night. To not buy one was exceedingly bad form and got you some very hard looks from a lot of people.
teenybash
09-Aug-08, 18:48
Making a fishing net from an old pair of your mothers stockings and going to catch baggie minnies.
Disolving a packet of swzzles in a bottle of water and going off for a picnic with pals.
Clattering around in an old pair of high heels and as children thinking we were sooo grown up.
Playing doublers against the wall and ba' beds on the pavement....
By jings diggin' intae the archives noo...................[lol]
Grandparents now don't send the grandbairns to the shop for their fags knowing full well that the shopkeeper knows that they aren't for the kids.
I no longer go pestering my mother for rags for the rag man, just so I could get a stupid balloon on a stick.:roll:
And I now never get asked to go to the shop for beef dripping for making the stovies with.
And I never, ever see a half pound of mince stretched out to feed five these days.:confused
Whit, ye got a half pound, ye must o' been rich, we had to do with a quarter pound o' spam sliced so thin it was transparent.[lol]
It is impossible now to find 2 sachets of salt in a bag of 'Salt and Shake' and the good luck that goes with it.:lol:
Ye don't get children playing in the snow with a pair of their dads socks on their hands anymore.
northener
09-Aug-08, 19:18
Whit, ye got a half pound, ye must o' been rich, we had to do with a quarter pound o' spam sliced so thin it was transparent.[lol]
You were lucky........................
You were lucky........................Aye, there's always someone worse off.:D
Oh for the days when how thick your spam was cut was an indication of your status.[lol]
No man now thinks that another man's sexuality is in question if he drinks lager or if he smells of anything more exotic than Imperial Leather.[lol]
Except perhaps me still...
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 19:26
Help put the washing through the Mangle.
Put crisp packets on the shove guard to make them small.
Raw egg with milk with our breakfast.
Put your finger in the milk churns on your way to school and eat the cream.
Put crisp packets on the shove guard to make them small.
A classic example. Cheers for that.:)
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 19:36
Lovely crusty bread with a thick layer of Beef Dripping and some meat jelly covered with salt and pepper on a Monday.
Don't forget the braun sandwiches, mmm yummy.
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 19:43
What about the real mark of a man, in that little white bottle, the adverts use to show all the waves hitting his face. Old Spice After Shave, Alcohol content high.
No man now thinks that another man's sexuality is in question if he drinks lager or if he smells of anything more exotic than Imperial Leather.[lol]
Except perhaps me still...
What about the real mark of a man, in that little white bottle, the adverts use to show all the waves hitting his face. Old Spice After Shave, Alcohol content high.
I still use it, Have done for many years, have tried many of the modern aftershaves, but still return to my owld and faithful friend Old Spice, but it is becoming a little difficult to find :)
get into the cinema and paying with jam jars and going to church dressed in a kilt harris tweed jacket and waistcoat completed with brogues and tartan socks!
changilass
09-Aug-08, 19:54
Lovely crusty bread with a thick layer of Beef Dripping and some meat jelly covered with salt and pepper on a Monday.
Yuek, mucky fat butties, hated them as a kid and till do now.
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 19:56
Are those the ones with lids or the wax paper with an elastic band around
get into the cinema and paying with jam jars and going to church dressed in a kilt harris tweed jacket and waistcoat completed with brogues and tartan socks!
We don't buy our 7 year olds knives for Xmas anymore.
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 19:58
I introduce all my kids to them, none of them liked them, said how unhealthy they were, but they did like the lardie cakes.
Yuek, mucky fat butties, hated them as a kid and till do now.
Using jumpers as goalposts.
Where are you living Jox - they still do that! I do the washin round here (well in my own household) - I know!
On the M4. Kids (very) thin on the ground round here.[lol]
Are those the ones with lids or the wax paper with an elastic band around
not sure my dad told us he could get into saturday matinee with 3 jeely jawrs as he put it
On the M4. Kids (very) thin on the ground round here.[lol]So is the spam. I am surprised you still get gangs of kids playing football what with the games consoles and computers and such.
Roasting chestnuts on the shovel on an open coal fire or making toast with a toasting fork against the fire.
Chains on car and lorry tyres in the winter.
The belt.
Manueveres at Georgemas Junction.
Buttercup
09-Aug-08, 22:13
Argue over who gets the cream from the top of the milk for their porridge.:lol:
DeHaviLand
09-Aug-08, 22:29
Roasting chestnuts on the shovel on an open coal fire or making toast with a toasting fork against the fire.
Chains on car and lorry tyres in the winter.
The belt.
Manueveres at Georgemas Junction.
Oh dear, I remember this very well.:eek:
Welcomefamily
09-Aug-08, 22:33
The Famous Five, collecting those plaster statues from Robertson Jam, the starting handle.
Buy our kids satchels or school caps. As for the belt that someone mentioned earlier, that is sorely missed (pun intended) these days. Although I must admit a week never went by that I didn't get 2 or 3 lashes.:(
When did anyone hear the clink of milk bottles in the morning this last while.
I still get milk delivered,but certainly not many do these days.
Cinderella's Shoe
09-Aug-08, 23:41
Bomb the Germans.........
Bomb the Germans.........
Iraq is the new Germany.:(
helenwyler
10-Aug-08, 08:17
Just by the by...we get milk in glass bottles (yes!) delivered 6 days a week here. Our milkman's a cheery guy, knows everyone in the neighbourhood, and you can hear his laughter, chatter and the clinking of bottles round about 10.30 a.m. every day except Sunday. Would really miss him if the business collapsed :(.
Also The Famous Five and Secret Seven have been having a revival in the last few years. Two of the children I teach are reading them these summer hols. Speaking of which, we don't get 'proper' summers any more :(!
Welcomefamily
10-Aug-08, 08:38
Difficult one this, a bit of reverse psychology, it was generally accepted that men should stay out off kitchens and put their energies into ruling the world.:rolleyes:
The belt, yeah!
Here's one for you.
Let's see who can get the most of the belt in one forty minute period with Humpy!!
Record I saw was 36, and that was a girl, His belt was like getting hit by chamois leather!!
Also The Famous Five and Secret Seven have been having a revival in the last few years. Two of the children I teach are reading them these summer hols. Speaking of which, we don't get 'proper' summers any more :(!
My daughter reads those all the time - I started her off by reading some of the books to my children on long journeys. Something that made me laugh when reading them was their attitude to food then - like putting lots of salt on their boiled eggs (something we don't - or are told not to - do now) :)
Once upon a time when we went to the petrol station, we used to ask for a quantity of gallons. Now we just fill the tank up or possibly get an amounts worth.
Or going to a Petrol Station and an attendant would come running out to serve you. Not only that but you could pick the petrol you wanted by name, Like Esso Extra or Esso Golden.
Also something else you can not do is fill up your car with Petrol, pay with a Five Pound Note and still get over £2 back in change.
I gave up on getting my milk delivered,the crows always got to it before I did!It drove me nuts having to clean up the mess and then still have to go and buy fresh milk! x
helenwyler
10-Aug-08, 11:47
True Thumper! When I was a child it was the blue tits and sparrows that were the culprits and I used to like the idea of them having a little tipple (no thoughts of hygiene :lol:).
But you can get insulated milk-minders now to keep the little peckers off:).
Jamember the green cross code, getting milk at school (yeauch!) and home made go-carts?
arana negra
10-Aug-08, 17:26
They still come out to serve you here in Spain (and Tobago last month) but behave :lol: they don't run especially here.
I remember school milk frozen solid in the winter and put on the radiators to thaw. Skating on the burn at the top of the school park, we conveniently forgot it was sewage :eek: and playing hop scotch.
My grandmother used to cook a broth over a fire which lasted the weekend, if it ran low she just added a few taties and stuff to keep it going. It tasted very good as well. Baked potatoes in the fire as well. We used to fight for the really blackened ones as they tasted better.
Oh and remember the stuffed sausage dogs behind the draughty door?:confused
Spending hours making forts and weeks enjoying them, I remember lining one with glass fibre though, didn't know what it was and looked soft and warm :lol: itched for weeks :lol:
Spending hours making forts and weeks enjoying them, I remember lining one with glass fibre though, didn't know what it was and looked soft and warm :lol: itched for weeks :lol:I used to love FortNights.
We don't buy a bucket of soot from the chimney sweep anymore for the garden.:)
We don't buy a bucket of soot from the chimney sweep anymore for the garden.:)
That's a new one on me! Though I was never much of a gardener.
Amy-Winehouse
12-Aug-08, 23:27
You dont see people watching salmon jumping in the river any more, in the 70s they would stop the traffic now you dont see the fish at all
Whitewater
12-Aug-08, 23:37
Enjoyed reading this thread, brought back many memories. We used to go to Liptons for a penny worth of brocken biscuits, also the return of empty jam jars and bottles for our pocket money.
Bread and dripping
Sugar sandwiches
Beetle drives (just parents did that - still don't know what they were)
Driving when you'd had a skinful
Smoking on planes
Hitch-hiking to Turkey or somewhere
Going to town Saturday morning and buying 3 yards of cloth to make yourself a frock on Sat. afternoon ready to go out in the same Sat. night.
That's a new one on me! Though I was never much of a gardener.
I can remember my father getting his soot regularly, apparently it is good for growing root vegetables. I was recently listening to gardeners question time:)
Mother-in-law tells me she used to make porridge and then put it in a drawer to allow it to set hard. She would then slice it up like a cake for supper the next day. I don't fancy the idea of that somehow.:(
teenybash
13-Aug-08, 13:26
Asking mums for an empty thread bobbin and tapping in four small pins to do french knitting with odd bits of wool. The fun was to see who could make the longest cord.
Sapphire2803
13-Aug-08, 14:25
Asking mums for an empty thread bobbin and tapping in four small pins to do french knitting with odd bits of wool. The fun was to see who could make the longest cord.
My daughters still do that. I had to buy wooden bobbins with pins in made especially for the job though. All my thread is on plastic ones. :(
teenybash
13-Aug-08, 14:42
My daughters still do that. I had to buy wooden bobbins with pins in made especially for the job though. All my thread is on plastic ones. :(
How nice to know it is still on the go.........pity about plastic bobbins though............
Sapphire2803
13-Aug-08, 14:45
The daft thing is, I can't do it. :lol: So they go round to the neighbours and ask them to start them off. Closest I ever did to that was finger knitting. Miles of the flippin stuff! :lol:
Welcomefamily
13-Aug-08, 17:42
Brylcream,( Lard if you run out) Velvet Collars, Long Jackets,
Crown, Half Crown, Shillings, Pennys (12 in a shilling)
10 Bob note, (I still got some)
Kevin Milkins
13-Aug-08, 17:48
Brylcream,( Lard if you run out) Velvet Collars, Long Jackets,
Crown, Half Crown, Shillings, Pennys (12 in a shilling)
10 Bob note, (I still got some)
Remeber dad used to use Coleen or Morgans Pomade.( or lard if he run out lol )
Welcomefamily
13-Aug-08, 17:56
Sixpence, Threepence, Half Penny, and the good old Farthing, Players No 6 cards, Players No 10 cards, PG Tips Cards, Tea Strainer.
I used to collect the cards out of the tea packets and stick them into an album. And then swap at school to the chant "got, got , got , not got, got, not got, got...".
I think they are worth a bomb on ebay.
Welcomefamily
13-Aug-08, 18:00
What about the National Anthem being played at the end of TV each night. Peter Cushing in the Saturday Night Horror Film, as a kid holding a pillow to my eyes in front of the log fire.
Welcomefamily
13-Aug-08, 18:11
What about 33s and 45s and having to turn the needle over for a 33 and back for a 45. Greatest Hit Vol 1 and for King Jox Now thats what I call Music Vol 1.
My Long Term Memory appears OK, now where did I put my Dinner?
I've still got Now 1 somewhere in the hoose.:lol:
Collecting vegetable scraps in the 'Pig Bin' ...ooh the stench of it![disgust]
Getting the top from your dad's boiled egg and the rind from his bacon as a treat.
Going to the baby clinic for your orange juice and rosehip syrup.
Whirling a cassette around on a pencil trying to get the tape back in after it had unwound.
Slide projector shows.
Sitting with your arms held out straight whilst granny/mother wound the wool for knitting.
The big tin bath in front of the fire.
Fishing the newts out of the water from the well.
Off to the beach with a frying pan and potatoes, driftwood fire and black chips!
Choosing the biscuits from the glass topped tins that lined the counter at the grocers.
Dog-eared
13-Aug-08, 20:09
Going for a walk down the middle of my long street and not seeing hardly any cars parked - or traffic. Just a wide street to play in !
Dog-eared
13-Aug-08, 20:12
Bilin' up wilks in a tin can by e rocks, an scoffin' thim.
Snotters to some , a delicacy to others ..........!
Asking mums for an empty thread bobbin and tapping in four small pins to do french knitting with odd bits of wool. The fun was to see who could make the longest cord.
We called that "corking" for some reason. When you'd got a whole long tail of it you sewed it round and round in a circle for a mat or a flower pot or something daft. I think I'd need a refresher course in it to be able to do it now, or I could get a life.
In the north you probably called them carties or something similar but in Barrhead where I grew up we called it a kapoogie, pronounced ka-pooj-ay.
One time my pals and I had a great idea of building a double deck kapoogie so we went forth and got us some planks of wood and wheels. We sweated for ages over the design and argued back and forth but about 45 minutes later said contraption was duly built and it was a beauty-every kid was going to be jealous.
Time for a test run. Down Balgray Crescent, not in the least bit steep but good enough to get up a wee bit of speed. 3 kids on the bottom, 3 kids on the top and off we went. At this point I'd like to remind you all we were kids so didn't understand the laws of gravity, motion, physics etc.
It was brilliant...going down the hill, 6 kids laughing, neighbours pointing in wonderment, other kids chasing us to share in our glory, it was too good to last! All went well until we came to the bend in the crescent and discovered we hadn't put enough thought into the steering...we carried straight on, luckily mounting a ramp for a neighbours driveway and straight into a 4 foot hedge.
Fortunately I was on the bottom so got off with a few scratches but the kids on top got thrown about pretty bad, one breaking a wrist. Being the eldest I got the blame from other parents and banned from see-ing my pals.
Needless to say we scrapped that idea but looking back it was fun-no thought to health and safety etc. Just kids being kids.:)
We don't have any need to dump that single cassette tape recorder in preference for a doubler to copy our favorite ZX Spectrum games.:p
And be careful that the spools don't squeal round as you're recording or the program won't work.
AfternoonDelight
14-Aug-08, 13:57
In the north you probably called them carties or something similar but in Barrhead where I grew up we called it a kapoogie, pronounced ka-pooj-ay.
One time my pals and I had a great idea of building a double deck kapoogie so we went forth and got us some planks of wood and wheels. We sweated for ages over the design and argued back and forth but about 45 minutes later said contraption was duly built and it was a beauty-every kid was going to be jealous.
Time for a test run. Down Balgray Crescent, not in the least bit steep but good enough to get up a wee bit of speed. 3 kids on the bottom, 3 kids on the top and off we went. At this point I'd like to remind you all we were kids so didn't understand the laws of gravity, motion, physics etc.
It was brilliant...going down the hill, 6 kids laughing, neighbours pointing in wonderment, other kids chasing us to share in our glory, it was too good to last! All went well until we came to the bend in the crescent and discovered we hadn't put enough thought into the steering...we carried straight on, luckily mounting a ramp for a neighbours driveway and straight into a 4 foot hedge.
Fortunately I was on the bottom so got off with a few scratches but the kids on top got thrown about pretty bad, one breaking a wrist. Being the eldest I got the blame from other parents and banned from see-ing my pals.
Needless to say we scrapped that idea but looking back it was fun-no thought to health and safety etc. Just kids being kids.:)
Brilliant!!! Yes - I always used to get the "you're older, you should know better" line... :roll:
Welcomefamily
14-Aug-08, 16:58
We don't have any need to dump that single cassette tape recorder in preference for a doubler to copy our favorite ZX Spectrum games.:p
And be careful that the spools don't squeal round as you're recording or the program won't work.
Yes that 16k memory seem to do a lot in those day, then the commadore 64K, wow this open up a new world. Can you remember windows 1, 2, 3 and 3.1
Sapphire2803
14-Aug-08, 17:19
We still have a couple of Amigas, one of them you wouldn't recognise though, it's all bells and whistles in a tower case.
Aah, the days of dialling up to a bulletin board :D
Kevin Milkins
14-Aug-08, 19:27
In the north you probably called them carties or something similar but in Barrhead where I grew up we called it a kapoogie, pronounced ka-pooj-ay.
One time my pals and I had a great idea of building a double deck kapoogie so we went forth and got us some planks of wood and wheels. We sweated for ages over the design and argued back and forth but about 45 minutes later said contraption was duly built and it was a beauty-every kid was going to be jealous.
Time for a test run. Down Balgray Crescent, not in the least bit steep but good enough to get up a wee bit of speed. 3 kids on the bottom, 3 kids on the top and off we went. At this point I'd like to remind you all we were kids so didn't understand the laws of gravity, motion, physics etc.
It was brilliant...going down the hill, 6 kids laughing, neighbours pointing in wonderment, other kids chasing us to share in our glory, it was too good to last! All went well until we came to the bend in the crescent and discovered we hadn't put enough thought into the steering...we carried straight on, luckily mounting a ramp for a neighbours driveway and straight into a 4 foot hedge.
Fortunately I was on the bottom so got off with a few scratches but the kids on top got thrown about pretty bad, one breaking a wrist. Being the eldest I got the blame from other parents and banned from see-ing my pals.
Needless to say we scrapped that idea but looking back it was fun-no thought to health and safety etc. Just kids being kids.:)
Great story jox.
Its interesting ,the different names we had for the soap box,or go cart.
We used to call them Bunggies but the ingriedents are all the same . Some small boys ,a hammer ,some wood, 4 pram wheels .a few nails and loads of imagination. Great days for sure.
little girls don't traipse about in their mum's make up and high heels anymore...sadly they have their own these days.:(
Sapphire2803
14-Aug-08, 19:55
Yup, mine still do that too... Oh my poor shoes! :lol:
over-the-ord
14-Aug-08, 22:23
[quote=Kodiak;417403]Or going to a Petrol Station and an attendant would come running out to serve you. quote]
sutherlands in halkirk still fill up your tank for you!! great service........
Green_not_greed
15-Aug-08, 19:39
This time of year my mum used to take all us children out to pick fruit - rasps mainly but also brambles, gooseberries and any other fruit growing by the side of the road. My mum would then spend the next week or so making jam or jelly from the booty. It was delicious. I never see fruit picking these days, tho' I may just be missing it somewhere else. Supermarket jam has probably replaced this practice.
This time of year my mum used to take all us children out to pick fruit - rasps mainly but also brambles, gooseberries and any other fruit growing by the side of the road. My mum would then spend the next week or so making jam or jelly from the booty. It was delicious. I never see fruit picking these days, tho' I may just be missing it somewhere else. Supermarket jam has probably replaced this practice.
Nope, GNG, you should get out there with your bucket. It's still done chez Tilter. I pick, Mr Tilter makes the jam, and very good he is at it too. Gooseberries been in their jars for several weeks now, raspberry picking now over. Thinking I might pick some rowanberries for jelly though right now (just in case anyone presents me with a nice bit of venison - at least I can give them some jelly). Damsons missed due to holidays. Brambles still to come.
[quote=Kodiak;417403]Or going to a Petrol Station and an attendant would come running out to serve you. quote]
sutherlands in halkirk still fill up your tank for you!! great service........
How could I forget about that? I used to work as a petrol attendant when I was a teenage schoolboy.
little girls don't traipse about in their mum's make up and high heels anymore...sadly they have their own these days.:(Aye, some do and no, not all have their own. Kids behave like kids when you allow them to, force them to grow up and they do but at a cost.
little girls don't traipse about in their mum's make up and high heels anymore...sadly they have their own these days.:(
It's the little boys who do that I worry about. [lol]
It's the little boys who do that I worry about. [lol]
You leave Phil Mitchel's Ben alone, he has enough problems with his dad without you stirring it.[lol]
Kevin Milkins
16-Aug-08, 01:13
I hav'nt been collecting conkers since I have moved to Wick.;)
You leave Phil Mitchel's Ben alone, he has enough problems with his dad without you stirring it.[lol]
Eh? Sorry-you've lost me.
-whitewall-
16-Aug-08, 02:06
I have been looking through some old family photos during the last week and came across a photo of my family with all the hotel guests posing for the end of the week photo shoot. We don't do that anymore do we?:confused
So I got to thinking of other things we don't do now.
1. Stand to attention to the national anthem at the picture house prior to the film starting.
2. Queueing up for your money inside the bank on a Friday.
3. Waiting for the white spot on the TV to disappear at midnight and switching it off at the wall.
4. Running out of 2p coins mid-sentence just before describing to the taxi firm where you need to be picked up from.
5. Having rabbit legs brushing your hair when you walk past a butchers.
There must be loads more?:confused
fail standard grades
In the north you probably called them carties or something similar but in Barrhead where I grew up we called it a kapoogie, pronounced ka-pooj-ay.
One time my pals and I had a great idea of building a double deck kapoogie so we went forth and got us some planks of wood and wheels. We sweated for ages over the design and argued back and forth but about 45 minutes later said contraption was duly built and it was a beauty-every kid was going to be jealous.
Time for a test run. Down Balgray Crescent, not in the least bit steep but good enough to get up a wee bit of speed. 3 kids on the bottom, 3 kids on the top and off we went. At this point I'd like to remind you all we were kids so didn't understand the laws of gravity, motion, physics etc.
It was brilliant...going down the hill, 6 kids laughing, neighbours pointing in wonderment, other kids chasing us to share in our glory, it was too good to last! All went well until we came to the bend in the crescent and discovered we hadn't put enough thought into the steering...we carried straight on, luckily mounting a ramp for a neighbours driveway and straight into a 4 foot hedge.
Fortunately I was on the bottom so got off with a few scratches but the kids on top got thrown about pretty bad, one breaking a wrist. Being the eldest I got the blame from other parents and banned from see-ing my pals.
Needless to say we scrapped that idea but looking back it was fun-no thought to health and safety etc. Just kids being kids.:)
We called the carts, guidies here. our axels were normally held on by squashed tin cans and 6 in nails or whatever we found lmao. Scaffolding planks were the best too and it was high class if you found Silvercross wheels lol
Now I have no Idea how this ever happened in the city here but it seemed every summer a huge tractor tyre appeared in the east end of glasgow here and we would get inside it and proceed to launch ourselves down the biggest hill. Dangeous just wasnt a word we knew lol.
I still remember playing in the coal bunker and I still love the smell of coaldust today.
Also anothe game with many different names was, Best Man Falling... where your friends shot you with different types of guns and you had to see who had the most dramatic death lol It was fun when you stood at the top of a hill or on top of the dykes ( bin sheds) lmao
I don't now have to give my mum a couple of rings on the telephone just to let her know that I have arrived somewhere safely.:p
Also anothe game with many different names was, Best Man Falling... where your friends shot you with different types of guns and you had to see who had the most dramatic death lol It was fun when you stood at the top of a hill or on top of the dykes ( bin sheds) lmao
Yeah, we used to play that too but I can't remember what we called it. I wonder if I should suggest playing it to my workmates at tea-break....they would probably phone for the Sunshine Coach to come and collect me. [lol]
cuddlepop
16-Aug-08, 19:22
Yeah, we used to play that too but I can't remember what we called it. I wonder if I should suggest playing it to my workmates at tea-break....they would probably phone for the Sunshine Coach to come and collect me. [lol]
I suppose the Sunshine coach would be our equivalent of the white van down in Glasgow?
Put crisp packets on the shove guard to make them small.
I do that but in the oven instead (Im 12 btw :D)
Yeah, we used to play that too but I can't remember what we called it. I wonder if I should suggest playing it to my workmates at tea-break....they would probably phone for the Sunshine Coach to come and collect me. [lol]
I bet they wouldnt call anyone and they would do it [lol] go on try it !! Just let us know who won and video it lmao
Great story jox.
Its interesting ,the different names we had for the soap box,or go cart.
We used to call them Bunggies but the ingriedents are all the same . Some small boys ,a hammer ,some wood, 4 pram wheels .a few nails and loads of imagination. Great days for sure.
We called them Guiders in southern Scotland, and no one ever thought of adding brakes to them [lol]
We called them Guiders in southern Scotland, and no one ever thought of adding brakes to them [lol]
I remember them well too. We called them hurlies. Made from a fish box and pram wheels, with a stick nailed to the side for a brake. Walking down the steet with your dolls pram (still have mine) and high heels on pretending to be a wifie and having "hoosies and shoppies" with washed out tin cans. Does anyne remember the big tins of National Dried Baby milk you used to get from the clinic? We made holes in the bottom of them and put string through it and then walked with them on our feet like mini stilts. Wearing a hat on Sundays for Sunday school and your best clothes. Clootie dumplings and duffs your granny made with silver threepenny bits in them wrapped in greaseproof paper. Best rooms that only visitors were allowed into. Your granny telling you not to sit to close to the fire or you'd get tartan legs. Seeing grass cut with a scythe, my grandad was an expert at it. The list is endless.
Welcomefamily
17-Aug-08, 12:59
We use to get a silver threepence when ever the tooth fairy came, I still have them today hidden away in a little tin.
We don't watch such wide-ranging subjects that were the focus of the Public Information Films any more. Remember the old fridge one, they can kill a child you know! The pond spirit that can entice people to their death. Charlie the talking cat and his warning about matches. And Reginald Molehusband and his amazing parking talents. (BTW if you have a copy of that then let me know plz as it has gone missing from the BBC archive and is a collectors item. ;) ) But my favorite was Mike, who could swim like a fish. lol
Welcomefamily
23-Aug-08, 21:46
Yep even to this day, I never seen a male driver as bad as he was. [lol]
Sitting round the fire making toast on a winters night and talking instead of the television
now they dont even do that with tellies in kids rooms
Bowl of steaming Rhubarb cooling in anticipation of next days pie
Mum making and preparing all of Sunday dinner on a Sat Night while listening to dance music in the the kitchen
Getting Neeps from the farm over the back garden for the dinner
Saying to my granny who had her own cows "I Don't like Cows milk " I like cold stuff from the fridge !!!!
Welcomefamily
23-Aug-08, 23:49
Home made cheese, mature with a thick rind, served with ham off the bone, apple chutney and home made bread wheels. Served with hot cider with cinamon, during the break in our friday night family card game.
My dad playing Cribbage today it would be playing the Wii
Harry Coleman on the TV for the Boxing when we had to be quiet
Sunday Night Whats My Line with Lady Isobel Barnett imagine on a panel show the current day Tara Parker Tomkinson without the finesse still the frocks though
Sitting round the fire making toast on a winters night and talking instead of the television
now they dont even do that with tellies in kids rooms
Bowl of steaming Rhubarb cooling in anticipation of next days pie
Mum making and preparing all of Sunday dinner on a Sat Night while listening to dance music in the the kitchen
Getting Neeps from the farm over the back garden for the dinner
Saying to my granny who had her own cows "I Don't like Cows milk " I like cold stuff from the fridge !!!!
You had a fridge! I'm impressed..... :Razz
You had a fridge! I'm impressed..... :Razz
No probably a cold basin with the milk standing in it Torvaig or maybe it was winter when it would be frozen before leaving the Byre [lol]
Being a "townie" I used to love going tattie picking or helping with bringing in the harvest.
Keeping coal in a cupboard in the kitchen.
Have jelly and ice cream at parties.
Welcomefamily
24-Aug-08, 10:30
Collecting camp coffee bottles and tea and mustard tins, all used for storing things you found while out and about as a kid. Camp coffee bottles were great for drying out peas for my pea shooter [evil], (we only ever shot at the backs of peoples legs :eyes) a tea tin for catching and taking toads to school and for keeping your biscults dry if you had one of those unfortunate accidents such as falling in the brook (burn) on your way to school, the mustard tin, (spare socks, pair of laces and swiss pocket knife) all in a satchel with waterproof mac and off across the field and down the lane for a couple of miles to school
brokencross
24-Aug-08, 12:24
Having to fiddle with the vertical and horizontal hold knobs on a TV.
When we were little we used to shout my dad to come and fix it.....we used to call it the "Uh Uh's" when it was the horizontal hold and the picture was continually moving up and the "BAD Uh Uh's" when the picture couldn't be seen at all because the vertical hold had tipped the picture on its side and become virtually lines.
(I think Uh Uh was a transformation of the words of what the picture was doing i.e. Up Up)
Younger Orgers will not have a clue what I am on about.
Welcomefamily
24-Aug-08, 12:40
I will never forget that first colour TV we had in 70, we had just about the whole family over to watch the FA Cup final Leeds vrs Chelsea because it was in colour, you got about two programmes a day in colour, however snooker was certainly better after wards.
Also in 70 my Dad also got a Sunbeam Rapier H120 car that year, we drove 100s of miles to get to the M6 in Birmingham (No M5) so that he could drive it up to Manchester over night to see if it would go as fast as it was claimed.
Getting home from work on a Friday night and filling up the Twin-Tub to do the weeks' main washing.
Towels first, when the water was boiling, then the serviceable stuff, when the water was cooler, then switching the boiler back on to do the unmentionables. Then changing the water to do a cool wash for "delicates", then switching the boiler on again to kill the socks and lastly, but not leastly, boiler suits.
I really do miss my twin-tub :lol:
Having to inform the library if you returned books after having an "infectious disease" in the house.
Doing your weekly shop in the Co-op and waiting at the checkout while your bacon is being sliced on the machine.:)
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