Calis Beach and Fethiye Turkey Discussion Forum
General Topics => All things that have nothing to do with Turkey => Topic started by: Rimms on November 17, 2013, 20:50:35 PM
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I heard about this when chatting with friends tonight. It's weird but true and I bet you can think of a few more.
1. The relationship between a pencil and a tape.
2. They will never know the white fear you felt when you realised that you weren’t kind, you didn’t rewind the VHS you just handed back to the video store.
3. The art of recording the Sunday Top 40 chart show with minimal DJ chat over the song.
4. The excitement of flicking through your newly developed photos as you walk through the town centre only to find half of them have your thumb over the lens.
5. The simple act of winding down a car window.
6. The glory of a four-hour marathon of eye spy because there were no TV/DVD players in the back of cars in the ‘olden days’
7. Nails down the blackboard. Schools all use super-duper touch screens now.
8. Trolls on top of pencils – an iPad just doesn’t offer a stable place for them to sit.
9. The old shake and blow trick to get your SNES Mario Land game cartridge working again.
10. Rotary dial phones – yes it really did take more than five seconds to dial a number. A number that you also had to memorise.
11. With all the CRB/DBS/ISA child-minders need these days they will never set up their own ‘Babysitters Club’.
12. When arriving 10 minutes before your flight was considered early.
13. Waiting until Saturday morning for the decent cartoons.
14. Having that rare ability to successfully fold the car map.
15. The happiness that is circling what shows to watch in the TV magazine.
16. Leafing through the whole Encyclopaedia to find information on a rainforest – now it’s just a Google away.
17. The advert game – the first to guess the advert gets control of the remote. Now they just record and fast forward.
18. They’ll never know the true meaning of ‘WE WERE ON A BREAK’.
19. Loading a computer game via a tape recorder, which took ages. It was worth it though to get to the final level of Chuckie Egg.
20. Using reverse charges to call your mum and dad at a payphone. Actually, will they even know what a payphone is?
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Waste vast amounts of money protecting themselves against a non existent computer bug :(
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Remember the taste of glue on the back of a potage stamp.
Stand on a chair in the living room holding the TV aerial above their head to get a better picture.
Open a Johnny Seven OMA on Christmas Morning
Make a phone from two empty tin cans and a piece of string
Ask your Mum every week for 10 years to buy you a Kellogg's variety pack.... Without success
Drink Lucozade because your sick
Take the Stork versus Butter challenge
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Having your big brothers clothes handed down to you to wear.
Could have been worse I could have had an older sister :)
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The present Mrs H ventures "Write a letter".
I sincerely hope she is wrong but I fear not.
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Phone box with 2p and waiting for the pips..
Tins of toffees with a dog or a cat on xmas morning.
Putting the clothes through the wringer for your mam n later
In the spin dryer.
Gettin the scores on a Saturday night for the pools..highly honoured
to be trained up for thst job.
Err ringing up the operator and saying..I put my 2p in and its lost..
Asking is that the operator on the line? Then saying well get off theres a train coming
Taking milk and pop bottles back to the shop to get the 1p back
Gosh how old do I feel now.
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Getting a glass of water from the tap and not a buying bottled water.
Taking a suitcase on holiday and not having to get it weighed.
Taking an empty glass bottle to the ironmonger who would fill it with paraffin, used to love doing this and I liked the smell as he pumped it from the machine into the bottle.
Incidentally, Lucozade was recommend to my daughter by her Doctor for migraine as it gives you a sugar rush and some migraine/headaches can be helped by this.
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Having your fish and chips wrapped up in real newspaper. :P
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Getting excited on Saturday morning because it's pocket money day, and what you can buy with a threepenny bit or sixpence.
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Riding a rickety old boneshaker bike, without the protection of a helmet or elbow and knee pads.
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saying bye to your mum after breakfast and coming back at tea time, and not a search party in sight!!
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Going to the Grotto and sitting on Santa's knee... not allowed now.
Being in the school Nativity play and your Mum and Dad taking pictures of you... also not allowed now.
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Taking bottles back to the shop to get your pennies back, taking rags to the rag and bone man in exchange for a goldfish, having 6 drinks and driving home without being stopped by the police, riding your bike without a helmet, saying hello to kids in the park without being marked a pervert ........
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Playing Conkers without a safety helmet,goggles,protective gloves and a fully completed H & S risk assessment form.!!
No bleedin' knuckles now, (or fun)
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The offside rule - just like the generation before them and the generation after them :)
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You spoilt the mood there John, I have no idea what you are talking about, but presume we are back on football!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Carrying a swiss army pen knife that most wee scots had and nobody raised an eyebrow.
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And a compass in the heel of your shoe..?! Kids today would have no idea what a compass was, let alone why having one hidden in the heel of your shoe would be desirable.
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Going off with the rest of your gang to the Saturday Morning Children's Matinee at the local cinema. Watching cartoons and thrillers that always had a "cliffhanger" ending to get you back for the following episode next week.
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Summer holidays spent in the local meadows, with no accompanying adults.
Packing the pannier on my Chopper bike with a glass bottle full of dilute orange and cheese and tomato sandwiches made with bread so thinly sliced you could see the wheels of tomato through it when, 3 hours later, you took them out of the paper bag re-cycled from bringing buns from the shop.
Spending all day out on the bike with your mates.
Building dams in streams and making dens in bushes and under willow trees. Cutting your fingers on the wide blade grass that you could put between the edges of your palms and blow through to make a rasping whistle noise.
Avoiding 'the nutter' who hung about near the path next to the river and sometimes jumped out at you from behind a tree.
Picking at melted tarmac with a lollipop stick and getting it on your socks.
Using a washing line to make a big skipping rope that stretched from one side of the road to the other. And only having to move for a car every half an hour.
Putting a tennis ball in the toe of a nylon stocking and with your back against it, swing the ball on to the wall from one side to the other getting faster and faster.
Your friend's Dad shouting at you all to keep quiet as you played on the road outside because he was on 'nights'.
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Going off with the rest of your gang to the Saturday Morning Children's Matinee at the local cinema. Watching cartoons and thrillers that always had a "cliffhanger" ending to get you back for the following episode next week.
and you always rode your 'imaginary' horse home from the cinema.
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Yes, and the commissioner always wore his full uniform with gold braid and his cap, and walked up and down the queue outside to keep us kids in order. My Cinema was the Palladium in Seaforth.
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Tuning (eventually) into the air waves with your crystal set with the ex-WD headset hurting like mad.
Taking my Grandmother's lead acid battery into Wrexham to swap it for the ready charged one from last week's trip.
Fag paper in the spokes turning my bike into a Norton Dominator.
Travelling in the Guards van by myself and sharing his tea in a huge chipped enamel jug.
Singing in the choir - practice Tuesday and Thursday plus men and twice on Sunday. 2 shillings per wedding with a mind blowing 14 shillings on one tax friendly Saturday.
Trying so hard to follow Mr Crabtree's advice on all things fishing.
Seeing a real banana and orange and running to the village shop with a china plate to hand over coupons for a couple of slices of Wall's ice cream and getting home before it melted.
And never saying to my parents that I was bored !
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Sneaking cane bows and arrows into the matinee and shooting back at the indians in the "Western".
Riding,with the help of two mates acting as "doormen",a BSA Bantam through the same Cinema mid-film, beep beep. !
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As a teenager getting up at 5am to walk 8 miles to the Astoria, Finsbury Park to queue for tickets to see the Kinks, queuing all night to get tickets for the Beatles Christmas show. Missing the last bus home and walking 6 miles home at 11pm, with mum and dad fast asleep!!
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Great memories everybody!
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Filling the Burco boiler to get hot water to fill the tin bath in front of the fire on a Friday night. Then when we 4 kids took our pecking order and bathed, trying to tip it out down the back yard afterwards! Many a flood when our mum was out at work!
Being really excited to babysit at my aunties because I could have a bath in a proper bathroom with indoor toilet!
Waiting for my nana to finish baking the Stottie cakes so I could deliver to her friends. She baked pies EVERY Wednesday and Stotties (flat bread) every single Sunday and gave it all away.
Taking my nana's library books back and trying to choose one she hadn't read!
Being sent out to play after breakfast in the holidays, then only going back for meals. We had great fun then. Skipping in the road & playing ball games. Shinning up a drainpipe. Playing two a baller against the wall. Hopscotch. Meeting at the Rec.
Finding dock leaves to ease nettle stings. (they're always nearby)
Going to the chippy on cold nights and getting free scraps (loose batter) - eating salad cream or sauce sarnies.
Spending my bus fare on a hot pork pie after swimming then walking home. Nothing tasted as good as those pies. Drooling now!
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Will they understand how the first Dr Who had a granddaughter? I never did, but perhaps I'll find out tonight on the programme about making the first series (BBC2 9.00-10.30).
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My kids were highly amused when I told them that we used to change channel on the tv by walking up to it and pressing buttons next to the screen.
Also they struggled with the concept that if you were out, you missed the programme that was on unless they repeated it in future.
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The Beatles stated that the first remote controlled TV they saw was in Elvis Presleys house.
He also had the first mobile phone they had seen,built into a small case.They were amazed
and that doesn't seem that long ago does it.?
I was the youngest of 7 kids born in a slum in Brum,no electric,we has gas lighting.My lovely
Irish mother,god rest her,used to tuck us in at night with the instruction"don't play with the
gas lamps or you'll wake in the morning and find yourself dead".????? Irish logic. :)
Shared loo up the yard,wash house,fire range cooking,my grandkids think I was a
bleedin' Victorian.
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Sitting in my Nan's house while my parents went to the Pictures. I loved her old fashion fire place which she blackened every week and polished. It had a shelf at the side next to the fire that a black kettle sat on and it would "sing" as it was always full of boiling water. She did not get a T.V. for a long time and we listened to the wireless and played whist, a card game she taught me, it came in useful years later as Secretary of the P.T.A. we organised a Whilst night and one table was short of a play and I stepped in.
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Jacqui's comments about her nans house, made me remember my own memories of my nan. We used to go to her house on Saturdays while mum and dad were working, she always made scrag end of lamb stew, with pearl barley and lots of veg. She cooked it in a massive great pot on the top of the cooker, for about 4 hours, it was so thick you could stand the spoon up in it!! She used to do the washing every Monday, the kitchen used to be full of steam as everything went in the boiler. When I was about 7 years old, my grandparents got a telly, it was so exciting, all the neighbours came round. It had to be total silence on Saturday afternoons when the football results were on, so she could check her "pools", woe betide anyone of us who dared to speak. I always remember when we visited she always gave us a sixpence (a good sum back then) which she translated into 5 new pence when I visited many years later with my own son!! He was not impressed.
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I remember my granny tying her flowery "pinnie" around me, giving me bucket of water, an old rag and a lump of sandstone and sending me out to do the front step….all so she could have a natter with my mum without me chattering on and interrupting. My other gran would never let me speak - an old fashioned grandma - children should be seen etc. My gramps used to draw little pictures on the blank edges of the "Liverpool Echo" and we would play "guess what it is" for hours on end until the edges of the Echo were full - i suspect the pictures got a little bigger with each page……..
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Yes, and the commissioner always wore his full uniform with gold braid and his cap, and walked up and down the queue outside to keep us kids in order. My Cinema was the Palladium in Seaforth.
Oh my - I lived in Thornton as a child - not many miles away at all. Our two cinemas were the Regent in Crosby and the Odeon at the top of South Road
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I went to School in Crosby and used to go on dates to the Odeon. My Mum worked in Lloyd's Furniture Shop which was in South Road, she was the Manager of the Bad Debt Department in the offices upstairs. We used to get the bus together in Seaforth when I went to school and she went to work.. When I was 17 we moved to Maghull.
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Spending the day on the London buses on a "Red Bus Rover" during school holidays and trying to get home at the end of the day with a pack lunch of cheese and mustard pickle rolls.
Spending weeks pleading mainly with mum but dad when he wasn't working for a new bike for Christmas and being over the moon when I got one even though it was second hand!
Getting my first pair of Levi jeans and having to sit in the bath in what eventually became cold water to get them to "shrink fit"
My first brown paper wage packet as a 14 years old for my Thursday night and Saturday job in Dolcis in Oxford Street with the commission for selling the shoe protection sprays
Being told I had to go and see the Headmaster at my Grammar School and always managing to avoid the cane for doing something wrong
Being told off by my older sister for jumping of the bus platform before the bus stopped on the way to Saturday morning pictures
Winning as 5 year old's the fancy dress competition with my cousin Karen as Adam & Eve as a Warner's Wagtail at the Isle of Wright holiday camp.....still would need the same size leaves!!!
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Have thoroughly enjoyed this thread.. I was 60 years old yesterday and can relate to most if not all of this...We were happy to have second hand furniture when we got married... Our suite was 15 pounds...A G. Plan polished radiogram.. A Hotpoint washing machine. £5.. The second hand shops used to do really well but Now Ikea has come on The scene.. Our Son would never have second hand... We rented a 2 up and 2 down with a cellar head kitchen.£1.50 a week. We had a gas meter which was a shilling. We bought our first new item with our first wages.. A fridge which we kept at the side of our bed.. It had a bread bin on.. We used to stay in bed on a Sunday reading the papers and eating huge door step ham salad sandwiches made with uncut loaves and Lurpak butter...
We too used to go out to our local park during the holidays.. We were sent to our local shop for a quarter pound of potted meat for sandwiches and then we all clubbed together for a bottle of tizer.....Before aerosols my Mum used to send me to the local hairdressers to have her bottle filled with hairspray and then there was Flit. which was in a metal pump spray for spraying the roses... Our neighbour had fly papers hung on their ceilings...
I remember walking home from the infant school at 5 years old which was about a quarter of a mile because it was safe to do...
My son who is 32 came to visit us recently and we spent 10 mins convincing him that there was such a thing as a trolley bus and that people actually had outside toilets and that some still do...
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It took ages to get home from primary school as I played marbles along the gutter of the road. Mind you, it was a quiet road; just the A4 from Bristol to London.
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And your parents would never be in fear of you being kidnapped and murdered..
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Ah yes, I had forgotten FLIT. My Dad used it to kill all manner of insects - especially in our scullery. It smelled horrible. Just the thing for knocking down mosquitoes. Or perhaps not, since it contained 5% DDT. Bit of a surprise we lived through its repeated applications.
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(http://s23.postimg.org/izczz6gyf/FLIT1.jpg) (http://postimg.org/image/izczz6gyf/)
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Sorry Colwyn don't know what that is either!!
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Skip that comment, just read the page before and am now enlightened, though I haven't seen it before. :)
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Dont know how we survived at all....... :-) :-)
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Putting money in the meter on the back of the TV.
Walking from school to the Dinner Centre at lunch time (maybe this was just my infant school, we used an old church hall that was shared with another school)
Stacking 8 records onto the dansette centre spindle and still listening when anything after the second record started to slip.
Loading wet washing onto the clothes horse in the kitchen then hoisting them up to the ceiling on the pulleys.
Gathering around the TV with the whole family to watch the Eurovision Song Contest or the Royal variety performance.
Dashing home from school all excited because it was either Beano or Dandy day.
Making a rope swing on the cast iron arms that were at the top of every lamppost
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Haven't seen one of those for years! Nor those sticky hanging fly papers, yuk, horrible looking things.
Another thing our kids wouldn't understand is how we would make arrangements and plans to meet folk somewhere and (have to) stick to them! No mobile phones then or even landlines in any homes where I lived!
No sitting under enormous hair driers in the salons anymore, or sleeping very still with a pillow under your neck so that your big hair would stay 'set'. No rock hard hair lacquer which was a job to wash out.
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I used to have to go to the greengrocers and ask for loose cabbage leaves for the rabbit,we hadn't got one.!
I used to have to ask for offcuts of cheese for the mouse traps.we didn't have mice.!
Broken biscuits and cracked eggs cause' they were cheaper (one of my sisters worked there and made sure there were some)
Fetch one 7oclock razor blade and five woodbine fags for me dad.
Push a set of pram wheels two miles to fetch a bag of coal when we couldn't afford a coal delivery.
Cutting newspapers into squares and threading them on a string to hang up for toilet paper. (always gave you a black a##e)
Hard times, happy times, still had time to be kids and have fun.
But i'll NEVER forget being poor.
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Re the flit spray. I remember in the Cinema they used to have a brass spray that was very similar and it sprayed out air freshener. Probably because people smoked. There was an ashtray on the back of all the seats. I also remember the binoculars that where on the seat in the theatre, you put in sixpence and took out the binoculars and then replaced them after the show. So, you were renting them. Imagine doing that now! I suspect there would be very few put back.
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always gave you a black a##e
How could you tell? Did you use a mirror or was it "ask a friend"? I remember using the same when visiting my grandparents in South Wales. And their gas lights in the bedroom and severe warnings about never to touch the mantle.
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I remember going to bed at ten o'clock after the national anthem and the TV finished
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When I was first married, we had a 100 percent mortgage on a Govt. scheme, we brought our wedding forward 5 months and moved in, with nothing except a bed paid for by our parents. We purchased a three piece suite on hire purchase, and only added to our home bit by bit every month, from our wages. We couldn't afford to go out, so our evenings were spent in front of one bar of the electric fire. Despite us both working full time, every week was a struggle, and youngsters nowadays think they have it hard. Despite all our earlier struggles, the 1st step on the property ladder was our salvation, and now many years on I am still reaping the benefits of that decision.
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The kids of today who are so used to having constant hot water and a shower every day would never understand "bath night" which was always a Sunday in our house. My Mum first. I got in her water and my brothers got in after us, topping up the water with kettles if the water got cold.. We had " stripped" washes the rest of the week.. Barrie 2 pairs of underpants.. One on and one in the wash.. The immersion heater would only be on an hour at a time.. We had a fire back boiler for The Winter..
I remember we had metal windows which had ice on the inside!! and jack frost pictures.. No central heating in those days.. My mum used to light the fire using a newspaper to draw the flames and invariably it caught fire... I hated coming home on a Monday when all the washing was hung around the fire..
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Just thinking about all these posts.. We grew up in The North of course. Were things any better down south?. My mate Bee born a Londoner looks with disbelief at me sometimes.
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Well I'm also a Northerner and I definitely remember being on fire duty.
Get up on a freezing cold morning and make up the fire. I was an expert. But yes, made the chimney catch fire a few times when holding up a broadsheet newspaper to make the fire draw. We had a back boiler too for all the hot water.
Whilst we had a bathroom, there was no inside loo for many years. This was in the outhouse attached to the house. Full of spiders. The pipes were lagged with old sacking to stop them freezing and Dad used to hang a lit paraffin lamp next to the pipes on especially cold days.
Being excited because it was Tuesday and 'Jackie' day.
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Down Souf? Get a grip Anne :
Having a very poor selection of sandwiches after cricket practice
Seeing your Mother drink a glass of blue nun
Playing tennis with a racquet frame that was made of wood
Only having 6 yoghurt flavours to choose from in Fortnum's
Getting on a bus
Not having a wine fridge or crushed ice
Only having 2 foreign holidays each year
Being a one car family
Having less than 10 pairs of shoes
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When I used to 'draw' the fire, and the newspaper eventually scorched and caught fire, I could never get the theme from Bonanza to stop playing in my head. I can hear it now.
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Hahaha, Bonanza!
Although TA's fave programme was 'High Chapparel' as he had a major crush on the beautiful female lead.
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Whatever happened to "Dick Barton - Special Agent " or did Uncle Mac get him ?
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Just thinking about all these posts.. We grew up in The North of course. Were things any better down south?. My mate Bee born a Londoner looks with disbelief at me sometimes.
Are you trying to turn this into The Four Yorkshiremen Northerners sketch?
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Well I'm definitely from down South, a Londoner, and all the previous posts apply to me, we lived with my grandparents in their rented house till I was 7, then we were allocated a council house when my brother was 5. We had newspaper on the floor until we had enough money for some lino. The coal fire in the lounge was the only form of heating. We had a bath once a week and cod liver oil every day. Because I was a "sickly" child I was also given a spoonful of malt extract every day, and made to wear a liberty bodice for my "chest". My dad was a bus driver with London Transport, and my mum made a few quid from cleaning jobs, but there was never enough money. I remember always feeling cold, the only time I was warm was in bed cuddling my stone hot water bottle, waiting for the dog to escape my parents beady eyes and sneak into my bed.!!
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Waiting for the two channel black and white tv to warm up.
A shilling of mixed.
Walking to school.
No seatbelts , and petrol 30p a gallon.
Chokes and starting handles on cars that might not start if it was cold.
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I seem to recall kids programmes would start in winter on BBC2 at 6pm. Before 6pm there was nothing on BBC2. Is that right?
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Were Trade Test Transmissions on before that ?
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There wasn't BBC 2 in our era Keith.. You are too young for this group.. ;) Listen with mother. 1.45 BBC 2.. on the radio....Our TV had radio and TV channels.. rented from The Link... 7 bob a month....some people had 6 penny slot TVS... I remember children's TV in the evenings but cant remember which station they were on. Four feather falls, 10 town..my favourites... Anyone remember when BBC2 started?
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My parents were at the BBC2 launch party - I'll see if the old lady can dig out the invitation.
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The first programme I remember seeing on tele was The Army Game, in black and white of course. My favourite kids programmes were Andy Pandy, The Woodentops, Bill and Ben, and of course Muffin the Mule. You are too young to know about any of this stuff Scunner, a whole generation later. At the beginning of t.v. there were only two channels, and they were certainly not on all day, except for the test card which featured regularly.
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Waits for "Muffin" remarks ! ;)
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The first programme I remember seeing on tele was The Army Game
Wasn't that on ITV? We didn't have that. My Dad was against it. Low-brow entertainment he thought it; lacking a Reithian mission to "educate, inform and entertain" (notice the ordering of these goals). For the same reason when all my chums were reading either The Beano or The Dandy I was given the choice of (wholesome and educational) The Eagle or nothing.
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Well I was working at the BBC at that time and I remember the launch was transferred to Alexander Palace because of a major power failure in West London. Reputations were made that night - brilliant effort by all concerned. Can't remember the exact date in the Sixties ! Paul Fox of Sportsview was the top man in charge.
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Waits for "Muffin" remarks ! ;)
Here we go then..............
They wouldn't allow it on TV these days as Muffin The Mule is regarded as a sexual offence.
Ta Dah !
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I fear a mention of Captain Pugwash, but we wont go there !!
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Unfortunately all the talk of surreptitious gay jokes in Pugwash is all later hogwash - there never was a cabin boy called Roger nor a seaman called ... Pity.
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For a bit more TV nostalgia try www.televisiontunes.com & www.fiftiesweb.com.
Aunty Jeans Tinger & Tucker could be misconstrued by the PC brigade.
I think Murial Young was the first presenter I can remember.
Mexican Pete the Bandit is currently running the Piknik kebab shop in Fethiye.
TV snacks in those days were Condensed Milk sandwiches and biscuits toasted on the fire.
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Well I was working at the BBC at that time and I remember the launch was transferred to Alexander Palace because of a major power failure in West London. Reputations were made that night - brilliant effort by all concerned. Can't remember the exact date in the Sixties ! Paul Fox of Sportsview was the top man in charge.
I was round at my old ma's and couldn't find the invitation but in case anyone is interested, here's the 1967 invitation my dad received to attend the "Open house" to mark the successful launch of colour television broadcasts:
(http://www.calis-beach.co.uk/bbc2.jpg)
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Very interesting Scunner, would never have remembered without that reminder.
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There are several programmes that wouldn't be allowed now... The Black and White minstrals.. Love thy Neighbour. Till death us do part.. I saw an excerpt of Love thy neighbour and it made me squirm... My parents loved the Black and White Minstrals on a Saturday evening... Programmes we never thought of as more than good comedy are not acceptable... Our kids would be horrified at them...
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Surely the point of Till Death Us Do Part was to expose the racism.
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He used to use a lot of racist comment towards his Irish son in law as well as his black neighbours.. I just dont think the programme would be allowed nowadays..
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I saw a few episodes of Love They Neighbour on UK Gold quite a few years back and it was hilarious - an incredibly awkward funny but the funniest thing was thinking that this sort of thing was deemed acceptable back then, when it wouldn't have a chance today. Sorry but watching two men calling each other "sambo" and "honky" IS funny, especially due to the fact that it would be impossible to air today. What could be funnier than something you shouldn't say.
It's sad to me that these days we can't have this sort of humour. The Major in Fawlty Towers going on about wogs, Delboy telling Rodney that after a nuclear war "there's bound to be a paki shop open" - these programmes are NOT racist, they depict an age where people like the Major and Delboys certainly did exist.
When we start to delete, and dub over these lines we try to bury OUR past - and that, throughout history, has never turned out well.
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But they aren't being dubbed over, are they? They are being shown on Gold for what they are - comedy of their time.
Humour changes over time. I watched an episode of Benny Hill with my daughter (or excerpts of an episode) and asked her what she thought. She said she hadn't found any of it remotely funny. It didn't even make her smile. And she could not believe that it had been such a popular programme in its day.
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Yes they are being over dubbed - in fact the one I mentioned by Delboy now airs as "There's bound to be a little shop open somewhere". Apparently the box set is riddled with dubbed lines and missing scenes. Love Thy Neighbour has been as good as deleted in full, certainly from television.
I do agree that comedy tastes change over time and I think my kids would be horrified by Love thy Neighbour - and that in itself shows the progress society has made. In fact, it's exactly my point - sitcoms are a fine way to observe life through the decades. It doesn't mean it was right, it records how people were. Because it was shown on tv or on DVD last night, it doesn't show how people are.
Changing wording (to almost nonsensical but acceptable alternatives) meddles with how things were. People should be allowed to see society as it was. There are far more shocking examples of "how we were" in the colonial history of our country. Text book rewrite anyone?
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I've got a DVD of the film Blazing Saddles and I think it's hilarious and Pakistani and Indian
friends have borrowed it and got copies done for their families.These same friends get very
angry at groups and organizations taking offence on their behalf and making a good living
out of making problems where there sometimes isn't any.Nobody should be allowed to tell
me what I find amusing or what I shouldn't laugh at.I can think of far better uses of their time.
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And just to make the normal point, that in nearly all sits of the coms, the white guy ends up being shown to be a complete moron.
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We have watched Rising Damp on Gold and it's still hilarious, but were just saying, it would not be made nowadays,because of all the"black" references to Philip. Obviously, he always made a fool of Rigsby and he always attracted the girls.
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I am with your daughter Menthol.. I never found Benny Hill remotely funny either. Sexist swine.. :-) :-) I didnt like Hancock until I got a bit older when I watched an old copy of The blood doner. I could never understand my Parents laughing out loud at him.
We used to listen to loads of comedians on radio..Jimmy Clitheroe, etc.etc and does anyone remember Workers playtime? Round the horn? I doubt if any of today's comedians would come across very well on radio.. My Dad told me that Archie Andrews was a ventriloquist on radio and bombed when he went over to TV.. That was their generation before I was born I hasten to add...
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Finally... I hated Sing something Simple on a Sunday evening. My parents loved it.. It was a reminder that it was bath night and school the day after...
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Can anyone tell me what was funny about Frankie Howard?
I used to hate Sunday nights too - all that Songs of Praise and reaching a peak with That's Life!!
We used to be allowed to stay up now and again for the Saturday night midnight horror film, which was rarely scary at all. Then lie in bed the next morning in silence, because if my mum slept in past 8-30, we'd be too late to be dragged to church. If we went to church, my dad (who as a protestant didn't fancy joining us catholics) would make Sunday breakfast ready for our return.
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I had come in from playing out with my friends have a wash and get dress up in my Sunday best and go to Sunday School every Sunday. It was a Presbyterian Sunday School and went on for 1 hour. I could not get out of it, or pretend I had been attending, as my Auntie Daisy was the Sunday School Teacher and came to our house after Sunday School to have tea and cakes with her cousin, my Mum. My Dad, who was a lapsed Catholic, was on my side, but he was overruled. I went to Sunday School for ten years and got a book for good attendance every year.
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Frankie Howards hair was funny and that's about it.
Like you Keith we're catholics and my dad was a non-believer and he would cook
saturdays and sundays.We were dragged to church but sent to confession so sadly
we didn't always get there.Tommy Cooper didn't always make me laugh but I admired
him, making a living out of failure.Kenny Everett made me laugh,Norman Collier,Ken Dodd,
Max Wall sometimes,Barker & Corbett, David Jason,Les Dawson brilliant.But I don't find
many of todays bunch funny at all.May be an age thing.But I'm enjoying this thread. :) :)
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How would today's kids go on without a freezer..my Mums first refrigerator was run on gas and had a tiny freezer section at The top.. There was an ice cube tray which had a plastic handle on to lift the ice cubes out.. I remember my dad making ice cream in it with a packet mix.. It took ours of stirring until it set.. No one I knew had frozen food. In fact I didnt know there was such a thing until I was invited to tea at Barrie's house when I was 16.. His mum sent us down to The local shop and we had Walls frozen skinless sausages...
The only supermarkets that anyone knew about was The Coop... Shopping was done in town at individual shops. I remember My Mum coming home ladened down with loads shopping bags and brown carrier bags. It wasn't until later that we got a car... The first freezers were chest freezers and they used to go to a farm shop and buy half a lamb and pigs. I can remember going to The bottom market on a Saturday with my Mum and twirling around on a seat drinking Horlicks while she shopped..for the veg. Occasionally I would get a Walls ice cream wrapped individually made into a cornet.
How would we manage without the supermarkets of today. Everything under one roof.. Shop bought, frozen and instant.. Must say living Aldi since we came home.
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My Mum and Dad used to go to the Coop too, every Saturday morning, they used to carry all the shopping back home, we did not get a car until I was 14 years old. I used to go with them and the girl would add up all the shopping on a list, with no calculator and put the money and the list into a brass jar that screwed into the pulley on the ceiling, then she sent it to the Cashier. I used to love watching those things scooting across the ceiling.
My Nan also had a gas fridge with a very tiny freezer compartment. She got this late in her life and there was never anything in the freezer bit. He hated frozen food, or as she called it "Ready come at food"
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If you wanted to go out you had to arrange it before hand, no texting your mates to see where they are.
I remember our first microwave and being amazed with it. Getting up to turn the tv over. When we watched a video unraveling the remote control wire. If you wanted to listen to music it was on a massive record player, now you can store 1000's of songs on something the size of a postage stamp.
I think one of the biggest things my kids take for granted is the fact that they rarely walk anywhere, Dads taxi takes them all over the place.
I was fortunate as a kid that I didnt experience a cold house, my dads mate was a plumber so we were one of the first in our street to get central heating.
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I remember the place I worked at got the first fax machine in town. We all got invited to the post room to watch the test fax being sent and the reply arrive. It was like magic, especially to some of the older folks :D
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…….never answering an adult back - you just didn't.
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The most alarming change is the attitude of kids today to the police - in my youth you could act as hard as you liked but you really didn't like being spoken to by a policeman and shut up while he did. Last time I was in my home town two coppers were telling a spotty lad on a BMX bike to stay where he was while they spoke to him - and he was doing the opposite, doing circuits around them on his bike, then returning, they'd start the lecture again and 3 words in he'd be off for another circle. They were actually almost pleading with him to come and listen to what they had to say.
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I remember all those Sunday radio progs too starting with 2Way Family Favourites at lunch time with Cliff Michelmore and Jean Metcalf. I probably hated them then, but strangely I find it comforting to think of that time now. We were always at my lovely Nanas for tea and stayed till Sunday Night at the London Palladium came on TV. There was an Archie Andrews prog called Educating Archie.
That cashier money transporting machine that Jacqui liked used to scare the life out if me! It sucked the capsule up suddenly even though I was waiting for it to happen. Then it made a really loud noise like that vacuum sucking noise a plane toilet does! Scary for me anyway.
We didn't have a record player, and I never told my first boyfriend who bought me the Beatles 'Hard Days Night' LP. Sad or what? Awww.... :-\
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Just wondering with the good response to this page whether this is the age group that has mostly joined this forum?? any younger ones? and what ages..
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I'm 29 . . . . ;)
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Well it won't answer your question Anne but we had a kid's section and a kid's intro section which year on year continuously became less used, until one day I removed both and nobody noticed.
So I think we have a very definite age group, especially in recent times.
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Oldfartsinfethiye.com
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The best age group in my opinion..but you have a long way to go yet. xx
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I remember the Co-op stamps. My mum used to save them up in the stamp book and used them at Christmas for money off the groceries. Only full books could be redeemed.
We never had shop bought cakes or bread, mum baked her own. Left over mashed potato was made in to potato cakes for Sunday night supper. food was never thrown away in our house and we would have 'fry ups' on Monday with left over meat and veg from Sunday dinner, fried up in the big frying pan with beaten egg mixed in...delicious.
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Many thanks to Rimms for starting this topic, So many wonderful memories have come flooding back.
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Smoke filled offices, restaurants, trains etc., etc, etc...........................
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Even I don't understand 'traings' H. They must have disappeared before my time. ;)
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Yes H, smoke filled cinemas, pubs, trains and buses. Not to mention smoking on airplanes! My boss started me smoking by asking me to light her cigarettes for her when she was busy, then urging me to have one too. Luckily I only smoked for a couple if years. My mother was recommended smoking by her doctor as a sedative because she suffered with her nerves. True! . . really - but they didn't know all the harmful effects in those days. :-\
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The post about the Co-op stamps reminded me of something that everyone was involved in at the time, Green Shield Stamps, however I cant remember how we used to redeem them, was there a Green shield shop or did we redeem them at other shops? Help please with this?
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I seem to remember it was a shop similar to Argos is today. You took your full books and exchanged them for goods. :)
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Co-op number 161972.
Our co-op milk and bread came on horse drawn floats, as did the coal.
Every morning before school I had to walk up our road with a galvanised bucket and
a shovel and collect the horse s##t for the garden.
A hot topic at the moment is slaves. Meet the original. :)
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Paying for things in the co-op by us (park road Liverpool) was an experience, your purchases were listed on a piece of paper which was then put inside a sort of tin can which was attached to a pulley system, the shop assistant then pulled the string until the tin reached the cashiers office, there the value of the purchases was added up and the paper returned back to she shop assistant by the same pulley system (hope your following this, we're not there yet) you then handed over your money, which the shop assistant put into the tin, this was sent back to the cash office where your change was placed into the tin and sent back to the shop assistant. PHEW !
You almost had to write off a whole morning just to buy a quarter of mantuna tea!
In later years the co-op went all posh and replaced the pulleys and string with a space age vacuum system.
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The post about the Co-op stamps reminded me of something that everyone was involved in at the time, Green Shield Stamps, however I cant remember how we used to redeem them, was there a Green shield shop or did we redeem them at other shops? Help please with this?
Definitely a Green Shield shop. I remember it well.
And agree with mary62, thanks Rimms for this topic and all the memories it has brought back.
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I can remember the Green Shield stamps but not the shops - also the Co-op 'divi'!
And some of the long gone shops - Radio Rentals (did people really rent a radio?), Rumbelows, Foster Menswear (we all bought our suits there :D )
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My Nan's neighour rented a radio, and she had to put in shillings to made it work, every couple of weeks the guy from the shop came to empty the money out.
There were also Insurance clocks like this with a slot in the top to put in your shilling. I have had and sold quite a few of them, they always went to the States, the Americans thought they were a real novelty.
Link http://c7707244.myzen.co.uk/blog/?p=688
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My Mum & Dad used to always rent their tv and video from radio rentals. Remember how much videos were when they came out, The first one we rented was over £200 if you bought it. I think the last one I bought was £29. It was the same with DVD players. I remember saying that I wouldn't buy one Id stick with the video. I must have about 250 DVD's now.
Half of the shops in our local town now are Pawn shops & cash converters etc. A sign of the times.
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Yes Paul that's all very interesting but I asked if people rented radios, not video recorders :D
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Corporal punishment at school.
I was given six of the best twice. Once for giving the wrong answer to the following question (if I remember it correctly, it was some time ago.)
If you have a wooden prism and plane down one of the points you create two edges. What are you left with if you repeat the process ?.
(Yes, I thought it was a bloody stupid question at the time)
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Well what's the answer, H? ???
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Wood shavings
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That's exact answer that resulted in me getting the scud :)
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As well as Green Shield stamps my aunty and uncle used to save Kensitas cigarette cards to exchange for gifts.. My gran used to give us stamp savings books.. 6_pence for a Princess Anne Stamp and A shilling for Prince Charles? We 3 grandchildren were given a book full of stamps each for our holiday spending money for the week.. The joy of getting big pennies for the slot machines...
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Our religious instruction teacher, Mr Harper, was telling us that Adam and Eve were the first people in the world.
They had two sons, Cain and Able. Cain begat himself a wife. My hand shot up, please sir, where did he begat himself a wife from.??
Shut up and get to the Headmasters office, he answered. Eventually I was granted an audience with Mr Wright the Headmaster,
who was an absolute nutter.! He would go crimson in the face and spit as he screeched at you.He prodded me in the chest until
it hurt then punched me on the shoulder.
The lesson I learned that day was that none of us knew the answer to my question.!!! ???