Just how much sarcasm can a forum take?.:D:D

Lincoln .7

:diablo:

Not as much as you can, ya auld git.

Calculators without even a Square Root function (1972 was my first one)
(44.407 LoL!!!)
Blackboards!
Dirty Black buildings, from Smog and the smoke of War. Eventually all cleaned up in the 70’s / 80’s.
More Pubs, more Churches, more schools, more of everything we needed really.

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Lose that goddam wallpaper! Sooooooo 1983!

Oh, it’s nostalgia time LoL.

PeeDee, Forgot to ask, did you get the monster sorted out ?.
Jim,

Lincoln.7

Talking about rumaging round scrapyards!

Yip!
Condenser, £20. Fitted it Sunday. Had it filled today by a pro Air con man…..Leak check – good. Evacuate all air and moisture (30 minute suck job!). Fill it with 1.235 kg of AirCon Gas, sniffer tool to check for leaks – Good. Ran it, checked air temp in the cabin (5.5 deg C) Good. All for £50. Bargain.
I went back to the scrapyard and got the water Rad too, another £20…and it’s only 14 months old! Result! Car is like ice inside whilt 21 degrees outside today. Those 2 Rads would have cost me more than £600 new. The other two rads in hte car are fine 🙂

Back on topic….
Green Shield Stamps. Co-op Stamps.
Anything made in Hong Kong was crap…still is, but it’s now Made in China.
Cobblers that also had a key cutting machine (How did that marriage come about??)
Smog.
And, Waggon Wheels were BIGGER! (I had one the other day, awful cheap chocolate and the biscuit tasted like your shoes)

C’mon guys, this is supposed to be a trip down memory lane, and S*D all to do with politics. There have been too many decent posts scrubbed lately, lifes too short, to keep falling out.

I remember coughing my guts up after having my first fag behind the bike shed.(And I mean a giggie, you dirty minded lot!)

Unashamedly trying to get our young gym mistress to bend down, so you could see down her front:eek:

Having to collect empty jam jars to get pocket money.

Having a day off school, so we could watch our 1st coloured T.V.

Seeing the Brabazon fly over our school.Never to be seen again.

Lincoln. 7

Is a Giggie a new name for a 1gb memory stick? I like it!

Blimey! Are you my twin sister, separated at birth??? You have forgotten the free thingies in The Topper, or possibly Beezer that you fipped and it made a bang… I wonder what the correct term was for them?

LoL. Sometimes Gun shaped, sometimes just a triangle. Stiff paper inner with the word BANG on it.
I was a Beano lad mesen, only got the “Summer Specials” of those big comics.
The overhead railway (Dockers umbrella) in Liverpool. I only went once, to see all the Liners. Fabulous.
The invention of Quavers crisps, and Jaffa cakes. And Smokey Bacon crisps were the first ones after plain and S&V.
Sonic Booms, until they banned them over land.
Socks that got darned. Darnable??
“Super” market was two high street shops joined up.
Proper Hardware stores full of stuff you actually needed for the DIY job, not full of Orange buckets and women buying household junk.
Dipping your Maggots in Aniseed (Made by eating Aniseed balls and spitting in the Bait box!!) in order to catch bigger Perch/Roach/Tench in the local cut. (Cut = Canal, for you Americans)
Playing out from Dawn to Dusk…my only instruction was “Don’t let the Police bring you home!”
Thursday tea time Paper round I HATED IT, Manc. Evening news, TV times and Radio Times AND the monster local paper which was actually bigger than a broadsheet. My paper bag easily changed the CoG on my pushbike and I came a cropper more than once.
Butchers on pushbikes, delivering. The front lamp was on the basket, so it didn’t change direction when you turned the handlebars LoL.
The Coal man. “Count the sacks lad”. Ooh, Toast/Crumpets/Tea Cakes done on a big long fork on the big fire in the Kitchen. My I would love that one back!
And….White Dog Poo!!!!!

I wouldn’t! Evil little monsters* they are!

Ride a Clydesdale – much more fun! 😉

*Well, most of the ones I’ve met have been!

No gearstick.
No V12.
So, no.

🙂

And when you became a member, you got a key to fit all those Tardis’s (Tardi, Tard……whatever).

Cars backfiring.
Mopeds with pedals (I had one, a Mobylette Super. Weighed as much as a modern 250!)
Street lamps with Monkey Bars to swing from.
Kids up trees.
Mr Pastry on telly
Brown plastic T bar sandals. Black pumps for P.E.
Older men walking about with Shell-shock.
Women shopping, on a Saturday morning, with their hair in curlers – but protected with a Rain-mate or Scarf. All ready for Saturday night at the Dance Hall!
Steam Trains, of course. Getting covered in Soot and Sparks as we stood on the Bridge as they went under. But Oh, that lovely lovely smell!!!