Director's Bitter came out when I was about 18 - it was the beginning of my love for real ale and I still enjoy a new, untried brew with eager anticipation to this day, given the opportunity. Used to love Fuller's ESB.
Talking of (un)real ale - Party 4 or if you were really flush a Party 7. I used to take a Party 4 to a party, say 'here's my contribution', then hunt out the whisky!
Director's Bitter came out when I was about 18 - it was the beginning of my love for real ale and I still enjoy a new, untried brew with eager anticipation to this day, given the opportunity. Used to love Fuller's ESB.
Talking of (un)real ale - Party 4 or if you were really flush a Party 7. I used to take a Party 4 to a party, say 'here's my contribution', then hunt out the whisky!
The Party 4 used to go flat so quickly - zero fond memories of that pish.
Remembering when Covent Garden was a market And still having a CAMRA glass from the 1975 beer festival that was held in the derelict hall...half pint glass that you got in the way in and had filled up when you went round tasting various real ales...telling the young lads in the jeans shop that yes I do remember having to sit in the bath with my new LEVIS (note the capitals) and my old jean jacket in the wardrobe (which sadly no longer fits - it must have shrunk when it got wet) has a big E...
Still wondering around the car park behind the West Stand looking for the Supporters Club Cabin. Hoping the peanut seller will appear..."Peanuts, tanner a bag" Wishing you could still run from the east terrace to the covered end when it started raining. When we all thought Mike Gliksten was a bad owner of our club.
Shillings? I can remember Victorian pennies (the young Victoria ones with the bun hairdo) in the change on the buses in the 50s. Tell kids that today and they.............drones on and on and on..................
With you there Bob, my first ever pint as well, the cheapest mix you could buy. It would have been 1968 and the price was 9d. The old station hotel in Sidcup for those that remember it, they never bothered much about age, I was 15 then!
Making sure you didn't forget the greenshield stamps when shopping at the co-op
Knowing that you got blue divi stamps at the co-op and green shield stamps in tescos. Confusing your stamps at the till always led to a right kerfuffle.
Remembering Dustman who came down the garden path to collect your bin and never checked the contents. Slip them a fiver and they would take any other random tut you wanted to get rid of e.g ironing board, kids bike etc. Being happy to bung them a "Christmas box" when they knocked on your door in December.
And when youngsters play 'their' music, you know Garage/Dance/Rap/Hip hop or whatever dog shit they are listening to, when the reality is it sounds like people just moving furniture around. My nephew said 'the thing is you dont like our music because you are old' I replied 'no mate its because it really is shite' - so he kicked my zimmer frame over .........
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Hoping the peanut seller will appear..."Peanuts, tanner a bag"
Wishing you could still run from the east terrace to the covered end when it started raining.
When we all thought Mike Gliksten was a bad owner of our club.
Dad bought me my first pair of Levis, shrink to fit, from Dales.
Advanced level was pushing the bare wires of another appliance in the same socket holes that already had a plug in.
Known as a two in one.
Slip them a fiver and they would take any other random tut you wanted to get rid of e.g ironing board, kids bike etc.
Being happy to bung them a "Christmas box" when they knocked on your door in December.
Its just Rock N Roll.
My nephew said 'the thing is you dont like our music because you are old' I replied 'no mate its because it really is shite' - so he kicked my zimmer frame over .........
Public toilets being open.
Woolworths.