Encyclopaedia’s being the font of all knowledge and where to go to help with some homework DIY books my old man used to get and collect and refer to doing household chores Pubs being shut Sunday afternoon 3-7pm All of you using the same fake birth certificate to get in to a pub when you were below age . Pre mobile phones friends having to be reliable for meet ups without having the option to flake late on by text .
We had a knife sharpening bloke come round who'd operate from his van - knives, scissors, shears, tools - he was quite popular.
Also the French onion man on his bike.
Gordon, or Mr Kaye as we used to have to call him, used to shop in my shop. In his later years he was, let's just say, difficult. But that's for another thread.
Didn’t Gordon Kaye suffer a severe head injury late in life.
We had a knife sharpening bloke come round who'd operate from his van - knives, scissors, shears, tools - he was quite popular.
Also the French onion man on his bike.
I lived in Bean, and as a child we had a veg lorry come round, a bakers lorry, grocery lorry (sweeties!), mobile fish and chips and on a friday a Corona fizzy pop lorry.
We also had someone selling charity lottery tickets made of thick paper, with perforations around the edge, which you had to tear around to open and see if you had won.
Memories from the winter of 62/63 one of the coldest snowiest. The smell of wet wooden coats, socks and jumpers drying in the school clock room. Milk bottles with frozen milk pushing the silver tops off. Collecting the silver tops off milk bottles for charity (think guide dogs). When icy slides that went diagonally down the play ground. Massive snow ball fights, being hit by ice hard snowballs. Icicles that being used as swords. Frozen pipes, and walking through snow drifts to get to the outside loo / coal bunker, ice on the insides of windows, one coal fire in the front room, and one electric fire in the living room. Watching the snow plough on the front of the train thundering through. Bunsen burners trying to warm the ground do football could be played, volunteers clearing snow off the pitch. Cold, oh the endless cold, and the sound of the blizzards with the howling wind.
Family sitting down at the breakfast table with the country’s biggest selling newspapers having Maria, 23 from Romford’s massive tits on full display as soon as you turned the page whilst the kids are their cocoa pops.
Pretending to read slowly a nothing story about John Major being an admirer of the Ford Capri whilst fixated with Maria, 23 from Romford’s tits.
Wanting when you grow up to be the bloke whose job it was to write the accompanying captions to Maria 23 from Romford such as ‘Maria, has been shocked by the huge amount of criticism she’s received after saying we should do more to save the ozone layer. Whilst there may be some truth in what the 23 year old from Romford says, I think we all agree our busty beauty will always have her knockers’.
Cigarettes lighters built in cars. Providing the ability to take your eyes off driving on the motorway to fiddle around with a small fire hotter than the sun
Still having to go to school in 2 foot of snow. Ink wells and fountain pens. Balaclavas, knitted by your mum. White vests and Y fronts. Duffle Coats. Brooke Bond tea cards/albums Golliwog broaches (seems incomprehensible now doesn't it) Mikki cold chocolate drinks from the milkman. Petticoats. Standing on wooden footbridges whilst steam trains passed underneath. Watching trolleybus conductors using a long pole to reconnect the trolley pole to the overhead electric wires. Buses terminating at Parsons Hill Woolwich. Seeing "No Irish" in rented property windows. Rabbit stew. Caravan holidays ( with no internal toilet or running water; water from a standpipe and freezing communal toilet block with only cold water for washing). "Peanuts, tanner a bag. Six a bag of nuts" Outside toilets meant traipsing into the game at all times and weathers. Having a next door neighbour who insisted on conversing if she knew you were in the adjacent loo. Keeping a potty in the bedroom for night time wee wee. Playing football morning to night on any local patch of green. Cricket in summer and tennis for 2 weeks during Wimbledon Playing football on the way home from school with a piece of coal dropped by the coalman. Dogs roaming free on Abbey Wood estate with no sign of an owner and nobody removing dog shit. Public service announcements that encouraged dog owners to make their dogs shit in the road. Watching Charlton reserves at the Woolwich Stadium on Woolwich Common. St. Nicholas Hospital; The Brook Hospital; Greenwich District Hospital; Bexley Maternity Hospital. The Lads of the Village; The Horse and Groom; The Victoria; The Waterman's Arms
Family sitting down at the breakfast table with the country’s biggest selling newspapers having Maria, 23 from Romford’s massive tits on full display as soon as you turned the page whilst the kids are their cocoa pops.
Pretending to read slowly a nothing story about John Major being an admirer of the Ford Capri whilst fixated with Maria, 23 from Romford’s tits.
Wanting when you grow up to be the bloke whose job it was to write the accompanying captions to Maria 23 from Romford such as ‘Maria, has been shocked by the huge amount of criticism she’s received after saying we should do more to save the ozone layer. Whilst there may be some truth in what the 23 year old from Romford says, I think we all agree our busty beauty will always have her knockers’.
I remember being 9 or 10 at school and the teacher saying bring in newspaper (probably for art) but not The Sun and I didn’t understand why. We didn’t have newspapers in our house.
Too young or not born to remember some of the stuff people have said, so going off what I can remember from the 2000s
Win a TV competitions on telly Doctor Who being the big show of the week Page 3 Women not wearing anything in most adverts Charlton in the premier league
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DIY books my old man used to get and collect and refer to doing household chores
Pubs being shut Sunday afternoon 3-7pm
All of you using the same fake birth certificate to get in to a pub when you were below age .
Pre mobile phones friends having to be reliable for meet ups without having the option to flake late on by text .
We also had someone selling charity lottery tickets made of thick paper, with perforations around the edge, which you had to tear around to open and see if you had won.
Pretending to read slowly a nothing story about John Major being an admirer of the Ford Capri whilst fixated with Maria, 23 from Romford’s tits.
Wanting when you grow up to be the bloke whose job it was to write the accompanying captions to Maria 23 from Romford such as ‘Maria, has been shocked by the huge amount of criticism she’s received after saying we should do more to save the ozone layer. Whilst there may be some truth in what the 23 year old from Romford says, I think we all agree our busty beauty will always have her knockers’.
Beating kids that weren’t even yours
Ink wells and fountain pens.
Balaclavas, knitted by your mum.
White vests and Y fronts.
Duffle Coats.
Brooke Bond tea cards/albums
Golliwog broaches (seems incomprehensible now doesn't it)
Mikki cold chocolate drinks from the milkman.
Petticoats.
Standing on wooden footbridges whilst steam trains passed underneath.
Watching trolleybus conductors using a long pole to reconnect the trolley pole to the overhead electric wires.
Buses terminating at Parsons Hill Woolwich.
Seeing "No Irish" in rented property windows.
Rabbit stew.
Caravan holidays ( with no internal toilet or running water; water from a standpipe and freezing communal toilet block with only cold water for washing).
"Peanuts, tanner a bag. Six a bag of nuts"
Outside toilets meant traipsing into the game at all times and weathers.
Having a next door neighbour who insisted on conversing if she knew you were in the adjacent loo.
Keeping a potty in the bedroom for night time wee wee.
Playing football morning to night on any local patch of green.
Cricket in summer and tennis for 2 weeks during Wimbledon
Playing football on the way home from school with a piece of coal dropped by the coalman.
Dogs roaming free on Abbey Wood estate with no sign of an owner and nobody removing dog shit.
Public service announcements that encouraged dog owners to make their dogs shit in the road.
Watching Charlton reserves at the Woolwich Stadium on Woolwich Common.
St. Nicholas Hospital; The Brook Hospital; Greenwich District Hospital;
Bexley Maternity Hospital.
The Lads of the Village; The Horse and Groom; The Victoria; The Waterman's Arms
Loved the smell.
Win a TV competitions on telly
Doctor Who being the big show of the week
Page 3
Women not wearing anything in most adverts
Charlton in the premier league
Knowing you had a text / phone was about to ring because the bedside clock made that weird buzzing sound.