The good ol’ days

Blackheathen

Callers to a NZ talkback station were complaining about the cold and the high cost of running heat pumps and central heating.  They were reminded of kids in the old days walking to school in bare feet through ice and frost who would stand in fresh cow pats to warm their feet up.  Kids these days, don’t know they’re alive do they.

Leroy Ambrose

REMEMBER THE GOOD OLD DAYS? YOU COULD GET FISH & CHIPS & POLIO IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS. AND YOU COULD LEAVE YOUR FRONT DOOR OPEN - COS YOU'D FUCK ALL WORTH NICKING...

SantaClaus

The nuns would beat you in the good old days.

SomervilleAddick

Aaah, the good old days. ... outside toilets, tin baths in the scullery, mumps, measles and rubella. 

On second thoughts, nope. 

letthegoodtimesroll

Peanuts were a tanner a bag...

Stig

Down at the Old Bull and Bush - what a load of old shite.

Raith_C_Chattonell

Blackheathen said:

Callers to a NZ talkback station were complaining about the cold and the high cost of running heat pumps and central heating.  They were reminded of kids in the old days walking to school in bare feet through ice and frost who would stand in fresh cow pats to warm their feet up.  Kids these days, don’t know they’re alive do they.

Cow pats to warm your feet?  Sheer bloody luxury!

Dippenhall

Raith_C_Chattonell said:

Blackheathen said:

Callers to a NZ talkback station were complaining about the cold and the high cost of running heat pumps and central heating.  They were reminded of kids in the old days walking to school in bare feet through ice and frost who would stand in fresh cow pats to warm their feet up.  Kids these days, don’t know they’re alive do they.

Cow pats to warm your feet?  Sheer bloody luxury!

Yeah no cows in Charlton we only had dog shit.

bobmunro

Dippenhall said:

Raith_C_Chattonell said:

Blackheathen said:

Callers to a NZ talkback station were complaining about the cold and the high cost of running heat pumps and central heating.  They were reminded of kids in the old days walking to school in bare feet through ice and frost who would stand in fresh cow pats to warm their feet up.  Kids these days, don’t know they’re alive do they.

Cow pats to warm your feet?  Sheer bloody luxury!

Yeah no cows in Charlton we only had white dog shit.

redbuttle

The good old days. When people respected each other. 

Addickted

On cold winter days, I remember my Mum warming up my pants and vest in the oven before going to school.

Sheer bloody luxury putting them on.

Mind you, I wish she bought me trousers, shirt and a jumper to wear as well.

redbuttle

redbuttle said:

The good old days. When people respected each other. 

Oh, it was also when women dressed like women and men dressed like men...

robinofottershaw

Walking home from Sherrington Road Junior School with my sister (me age 7, her 9) in a pea-souper fog around 1962 when the school was closed early. I know there wasn’t as much road traffic then but cannot imagine a school allowing that nowadays!

CharltonKerry

Who remember the winter of ‘62/63 were snow laid on the ground from Boxing Day to early April, we only had an outside toilet (also were the coal was kept) and first the first one up had to tunnel there way out through the freshly fallen snow. The ice was thick on the insides of windows and the water you took to bed at night had 1/2” of ice on it in the morning. You had to light the coal after you had defrosted the coal (leak in roof of the coal bunker the icicle was fall height). Epic snowball fights and an ice slide that went diagonally across the playground must have been a 100 yards with a brick wall to stop you, still known as the broken nose wall. You wandered off from your igloo, sorry house in short trousers (didn’t get long trousers until I was 11) and got to school your legs were blue with cold, and you cried when you started to warm up. Oh school stayed open all and every day as it was warm and hot food was available, the school milk had an inch of frozen cream on top and had to be placed on the radiators to defrost.

We were poor, no very poor, my mum as was traditional cooked a chicken (bought by nan otherwise we wouldn’t had a Christmas dinner) on Christmas Day, and also traditional through it in the pot on Boxing Day, we were still finding chicken bones in April, that chicken stew lasted over 3 months, mind you it had ox tail, wild rabbit with pellets still embedded, and anything else that was found or nicked. Vegetables for the pot become heard to get as they were frozen in the ground. We only had one room with a coal fire, oh and of course the kitchen were we could keep what was laughingly known as warm.

Now those were the good old days!

letthegoodtimesroll

robinofottershaw said:

Walking home from Sherrington Road Junior School with my sister (me age 7, her 9) in a pea-souper fog around 1962 when the school was closed early. I know there wasn’t as much road traffic then but cannot imagine a school allowing that nowadays!

I went to SJB around that time and recall there was one week where my mum told me I didn’t have to go to school because of the fog and regularly keeping watch out the window to make sure I still couldn’t see the other side the of the road... happy days 

bolloxbolder

I was telling my kids about my memories of getting to school in the mid 60s. The 3 of us used to take turns to wash in a bowl around the fire, where we got dressed. 

It was always so cold that a balaclava was mandatory under your parka coat as were woollens. It was nearly always foggy, but on route to school, sightings of hedgehogs and stray dogs were regular occurrences.

letthegoodtimesroll

bolloxbolder said:

I was telling my kids about my memories of getting to school in the mid 60s. The 3 of us used to take turns to wash in a bowl around the fire, where we got dressed. 

It was always so cold that a balaclava was mandatory under your parka coat as were woollens. It was nearly always foggy, but on route to school, sightings of hedgehogs and stray dogs were regular occurrences.

Balaclavas...blimey, that brings back memories 

stonemuse

robinofottershaw said:

Walking home from Sherrington Road Junior School with my sister (me age 7, her 9) in a pea-souper fog around 1962 when the school was closed early. I know there wasn’t as much road traffic then but cannot imagine a school allowing that nowadays!

I remember that ... walking from Our Lady of Grace primary to Victoria Way ... couldn’t even see the other side of the road.  

ValleyGary

redbuttle said:

The good old days. When people respected each other. 

Yeaaaahhh and you could call a poof a poof, be openly racist and hit children. What a time to be alive....

CharltonKerry

bolloxbolder said:

I was telling my kids about my memories of getting to school in the mid 60s. The 3 of us used to take turns to wash in a bowl around the fire, where we got dressed. 

It was always so cold that a balaclava was mandatory under your parka coat as were woollens. It was nearly always foggy, but on route to school, sightings of hedgehogs and stray dogs were regular occurrences.

But do they believe you, our don’t really, they can’t believe that we survived, and things like the cane actually happened, and that we look back fondly on those days, let’s be honest it was hard but we had the freedom to go out and play for all the daylight hours, if you got yourselves into trouble you got punished, if you were lucky it might have been a clip round the ear by the local Bobby, but if you crossed the line then the copper came round and told your parents, that when it got a bit naughty. But that what all we knew, it was a totally different world to now. As an example I vividly remember seeing my first coloured person, i was around 10, but he stuck in my mind, nice lad called Dyer and he made everyone laugh in registration, you had your name called out and had to say here, well a group of 30 boys hearing Dyer here, caused chaos, think we got a hundred lines each, saying “we must laugh in registration. Things were so much simpler then.

se9addick

I think people make up the “we used to walk 20 miles to school in our bare feet” stuff. 

soapy_jones

Dipheria and ricketts was pretty cool by all accounts but the one my old grandparents missed most was the black death.  Now there was a disease...

cafcpolo

CharltonKerry said:

bolloxbolder said:

I was telling my kids about my memories of getting to school in the mid 60s. The 3 of us used to take turns to wash in a bowl around the fire, where we got dressed. 

It was always so cold that a balaclava was mandatory under your parka coat as were woollens. It was nearly always foggy, but on route to school, sightings of hedgehogs and stray dogs were regular occurrences.

But do they believe you, our don’t really, they can’t believe that we survived, and things like the cane actually happened, and that we look back fondly on those days, let’s be honest it was hard but we had the freedom to go out and play for all the daylight hours, if you got yourselves into trouble you got punished, if you were lucky it might have been a clip round the ear by the local Bobby, but if you crossed the line then the copper came round and told your parents, that when it got a bit naughty. But that what all we knew, it was a totally different world to now. As an example I vividly remember seeing my first coloured person, i was around 10, but he stuck in my mind, nice lad called Dyer and he made everyone laugh in registration, you had your name called out and had to say here, well a group of 30 boys hearing Dyer here, caused chaos, think we got a hundred lines each, saying “we must laugh in registration. Things were so much simpler then.

Sounds amazing. Nothing like this was happening when I was a kid 🙄

bobmunro

se9addick said:

I think people make up the “we used to walk 20 miles to school in our bare feet” stuff. 

I agree - most people had shoes, or at least socks.

ShootersHillGuru

Some things were undoubtedly better. Most were considerably worse. 

KBslittlesis

se9addick said:

I think people make up the “we used to walk 20 miles to school in our bare feet” stuff. 

Nope, our parents walked bare foot to school.
But that was rural Ireland in the 30\40’s.
And because of that they were never in too much of a hurry to modernise.
By the time I was going to school in the 70’s I was still waking up to ice inside the windows. Dressing in front of the gas fire listening to the Hairy Cornflake and realising my one pair of school shoes per term had already worn a hole in the sole & that until Dad could get to Woolworths to get a new sole, the cut out from the tissue box would have to do.

Was it better? I didn’t know any different but I have only fond memories of my young childhood. It was only when my siblings left & it was just myself & my parents & all my friends had moved on (central heating, video recorders etc) that it felt a bit shite tbh.

redbuttle

ValleyGary said:

redbuttle said:

The good old days. When people respected each other. 

Yeaaaahhh and you could call a poof a poof, be openly racist and hit children. What a time to be alive...

It was a serious comment. All those things still happen today.

BR7_addick

redbuttle said:

redbuttle said:

The good old days. When people respected each other. 

Oh, it was also when women dressed like women and men dressed like men...

Yeah!  Back when we had respect, but no respect for women dressed like men and men dressed like women.

iaitch

se9addick said:

I think people make up the “we used to walk 20 miles to school in our bare feet” stuff. 

Kids can't walk 20 yards to school now, mummy has to transport them in a massive 4x4 vehicle with mum ensuring that have a bottle of water so they don't dehydrate.

BR7_addick

I’ve got a genuine one:

Buying a house, surely this was easier/better back in the good ole days??  

BR7_addick

BR7_addick said:

I’ve got a genuine one:

Buying a house, surely this was easier/better back in the good ole days??  

Say good ole days I mean 80s/90s, low deposits and easier to get on the ladder.