I remember when......

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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You could go shopping on a Saturday afternoon, buy a new pair of shoes and a suit, shirt and tie AND some Brylcreem to slap on your Tony Curtis haircut

In the evening you’d call for your girlfriend, get the bus, take her to the cinema, buy ice cream and butterkist and afterwards a fish and chip supper for both of you. Maybe a few beers if you could get away with lying about your age. :cool:

A quick fumble behind some bushes in the park to round off the night.

On the Sunday morning you’d still have change out of a groat :dubious:

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And now you’re complaining because you can’t find anywhere that sells Brylcreem?

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Loadsa joints sell jolly old airmans gunge m’dear.

Prolly not in sunny Wolverhampton tho’

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Almost forgot, you could buy a house for about £1/19/11 with gardens back and front.

Buttons “A” and “B” on phones.

Woodbines, Park Drive and Weights at 10d for 20

Tetleys Mild 1/-
Best Mild 1/1
Bitter 1/3

Lager, wtf is that?

Those were the days

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“…but, most of all I remember Mama.”

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Of course you can’t buy that kind of stuff in sunny Vulgarhampton, what kind of a place do you think this is?

Those were the days…Double Diamond!

Don’t tell me, you’ve been watching Life on Mars and you’ve gone all nostalgic?

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No, Foyle’s War is more chowder’s vintage. :stuck_out_tongue:

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And he’s best mates with Miss Marple?

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First pint of beer I bought cost 45p.

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Well my first cost me 11d, in real money that’s 5.5p.

'ere, do they still sell Cherry B?.

I 'member taking a girl out and she said “I’ll have a double Cherry B”

“You’ll have half o’ mild girl, and make it last” :smiley:

Cheeky sod she was.

Miss Marple? Oh fond memories, me and her back o’ the bike sheds sharing a PDT

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I remember when…

I actually “dialed” a phone number.

People got dressed up to fly.

Kids played outside from dawn to dusk.

We passed notes instead of text messaging.

Girls weren’t allowed to wear pants to school. We wore shorts under our skirt at recess.

White lipstick was cool.

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I remember when few things were dangerous:

  1. Parents liked it when kids road in the back of the pickup truck to go somewhere. However, strict safety instructions required the kids to not sit all the way on the side. The wheel well rounded metal were high enough and ready made seats. We just had to watch out for sudden stops and tools chests and things sliding around.

  2. If you got stopped by the police, it was perfectly fine to get out of the car drinking a beer or sipping a Margarita while trying to talk some sense into him. Drinking and driving (literally) wasn’t a problem at all wasn’t a problem unless you were fall-down drunk in which case the officer would severely reprimand you by telling you to drive straight home.

  3. Teachers would quietly whisper to not make too much commotion while were building explosives in class because he would be in some minor hot water.

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I remember when it cost about $12 to fill my gas tank. Yesterday it cost over $30. :mad: Same car even! (A 2000 model.)

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I remember when changing your processor (from a 286 to a 486, say) was actually a major upgrade.

What can I say? I’m only 24, after all.

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Oh boy you still have cheap petrol in the US.

To fill my tank costs me £25 :frowning: a 2005 model.

'course I remember paying about 5/- a gallon, thats 25p in todays dosh

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Whippersnapper.

28p here. I used to go out for a few beers with £1.50 in my pocket. Five pints and some crisps.

I remember deciding to get a credit card 'cos my bike took less than £5 to fill with petrol, and I kept wasting the change. This wasn’t the bike that I took an £800 bank loan out to buy, but the one after.

Earlier… I used to go out to play on a nice day and I’d come back in time for tea. No itinerary and no supervision.

I remember Watney’s Party Sevens! :smiley: And cans of drinks you needed a special tool to open. And Queen Victoria pennies (uncommon, but not that remarkable). TVs and radios that took a couple of minutes to warm up. A narrow village High Street that neither had nor needed yellow lines. The milkman, the egg man, the Corona man (pop, not Mexican beer).

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It cost me ten dollar to fill mine.

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The bloke that used to come around on a Saturday night…“Football Final!!!”

Davenports beer at home

Mono TV sets with 12" screens, an intermission with a Potters Wheel.

Dan Dare, Pilot of the Future

On the “wireless” “Journey into Space”

Jeez I’m old

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Jeez, you are, aren’t you?

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Jeez, you are, aren’t you?[/QUOTE

With a wealth of experience and a lifetime of mostly good memories :smiley: