DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN…?
It took five minutes for the TV to warm up?
Nearly everyone’s Mum was at home when they got home from school?
Nobody owned a purebred dog?
When a shilling a week was decent pocket money?
White dog poo in the street?
You only had to be home when the street lights came on?
Your Mum wore stockings that came in two pieces?
All your male teachers wore ties
Female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?
You got your windscreen cleaned, oil checked, and petrol pumped, without asking, all for free, every time!
Cereals had free toys hidden inside the box?
It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?
Schools threatened to keep kids back a year if they failed. . .and they did?
When a Ford Capri was everyone’s dream car?
No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?
Lying on your back in the grass with your friends and saying things like, “That cloud looks like a… “
Playing footy and cricket with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?
Stuff from the shop came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?
When being sent to the headmaster’s office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited you if your parents heard that you had been sent to the headmaster?
And with all our progress, don’t you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savour the slower pace, and share it with the children of today?
Basically we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn’t because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc.
Our parents and grandparents were a much Bigger threat!
But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.
Send this on to someone who can still remember Laurel and Hardy, The Famous Five, Secret Seven, Biggles, the Lone Ranger, Phantom, Roy Rogers and Trigger at the flicks.
As well as summers filled with bike rides, cricket games, Hula Hoops, monkey bars, Frozen jubblies, visits to the beach and lemonade
powder.
Didn’t that feel good, just to go back and say,
“Yeah, I remember that”?
I am sharing this with you today because it ended with a double dare to pass it on.
To remember what a double dare is, read on.
And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between old enough to know better and too young to care.
How many of these do you remember?
Sweet cigarettes,
pogo sticks,
marbles,
Home milk delivery in glass bottles with foil tops
Newsreels before the movie
Sandshoes/Desert wellies
Four digit Telephone numbers
Press button A then button B
45 RPM records
Hi-Fi s
Metal ice cubes trays
Mimeograph paper
Spud guns
Ford Capris
Twin Tubs
Izal toilet paper
Reel-To-Reel tape recorders
houses made of cards
Meccano Sets
Anglo/Bazooka Joe pink bubble gum
MoJos/black jacks/fruit salads
Two bob for a gallon of petrol
Do you remember a time when…
Decisions were made by “eeny-meeny-miney-mo”?
“Race issue” meant arguing about who ran the fastest?
It wasn’t odd to have two or three “Best Friends”?
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was “boy or girl germs”?
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a catapult?
There were no Saturday morning cartoons with 30-minute adverts for action figures?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being caught playing doctors and nurses by your parents
Putting playing cards in the spokes
transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant the Polio injection in school
Nitty Nora
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
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 … I double-dare-ya!
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If you can remember most or all of these, then you are old!!!!!!!
How rude of you.
Warming the Bed
Then I must be really old - it felt like riches indeed when my pocket money went up to a tanner a week 
And to add to the OP...
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids
in the 50's, 60's and 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was
promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or
cabinets and it was fine to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent
clackers' on our wheels.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in
the passenger seat was a treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle - tasted the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop
with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always
outside playing.
We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no one
actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the
problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back
before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.
We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no
personal computers, no Internet chat rooms.
We had friends - we went outside and found them.
We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue - we learned
to get over it.
We walked to friend's homes.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and
although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out,
nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.
Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They
actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to
deal with it all.
>And you're one of them. Congratulations!Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as real kids,
before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.
(If you aren't old enough, thought you might like to read about us).
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids
in the 50's, 60's and 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was
promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or
cabinets and it was fine to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent
clackers' on our wheels.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in
the passenger seat was a treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle - tasted the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop
with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always
outside playing.
We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no one
actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the
problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back
before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.
We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no
personal computers, no Internet chat rooms.
We had friends - we went outside and found them.
We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue - we learned
to get over it.
We walked to friend's homes.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and
although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out,
nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.
Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They
actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to
deal with it all.
>And you're one of them. Congratulations!Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as real kids,
before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.
(If you aren't old enough, thought you might like to read about us).
Sex God
:thumbup: My doctor gave me a copy of that last one - I used it in a lesson at school. The kids (who were practicising the conventions of argument writing) had to craft a response to argue that childhood today is better. It worked well.
Sex God
And snake belts!!! Those buggers were a real risk to life and limb when they were flicked at you.
John
John
Quote by Goose35
And to add to the OP...
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent
clackers' on our wheels.
Don't forget the risk of bollock crush on the Raliegh Chopper gearshift
Should have called it the Chopper crusher :lol:
What a bike that was.
Still preferred the Grifter, with the twist grip gear change.
Quote by essex34m
And to add to the OP...
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent
clackers' on our wheels.
Don't forget the risk of bollock crush on the Raliegh Chopper gearshift
Should have called it the Chopper crusher :lol:
What a bike that was.
Still preferred the Grifter, with the twist grip gear change.
Grifter man here too but i crushed me bits on me mates chopper :lol:
Orgasminator
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
Quote by shad
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I do Feb 1971, I was 7 and it was on the day we moved house, so I thought for years that each time you moved you changed money!
Quote by Theladyisaminx
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I do Feb 1971, I was 7 and it was on the day we moved house, so I thought for years that each time you moved you changed money!
I was born May 1971.
Want a toyboy?
Quote by essex34m
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I do Feb 1971, I was 7 and it was on the day we moved house, so I thought for years that each time you moved you changed money!
I was born May 1971.
Want a toyboy?
You old git! Never realised you were older than me!
Quote by Calista
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I do Feb 1971, I was 7 and it was on the day we moved house, so I thought for years that each time you moved you changed money!
I was born May 1971.
Want a toyboy?
You old git! Never realised you were older than me!
So what on earth do you do during each visit to my profile?
My age is clearly written in there.
Quote by essex34m
Thanks for all of the above guys it took me right back to those wonderful daye of yore. One thing not mentioned was- Do you remember the morning we all went decimal.
I went to the corner shop with a small amount of old pennies and left with brand new shiny money.
I do Feb 1971, I was 7 and it was on the day we moved house, so I thought for years that each time you moved you changed money!
I was born May 1971.
Want a toyboy?
You old git! Never realised you were older than me!
So what on earth do you do during each visit to my profile?
My age is clearly written in there.
I do what everyone else does when they visit a profile .... perv pics ... or try to at least! Someone people keep theirs hidden
