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Ozric-Al
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OK Patrick. I think we'll have to concede the "Old Git" Top Trumps to ya. 
Top Trumps! Now that was class.
Top Trumps! Now that was class.
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Where are all the old school from here
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Wickford Jay
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I am a mere 32 years young!
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patrick
Guest
ahhhhh, to be 32 again......or 42, or 43, or 44, ..you get my drift.....
...fading softly into the twilight years
...fading softly into the twilight years
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Ozric-Al
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This will make you feel old but you wont care any more....
Enjoy......
Just for a minute, forget everything stressful and
read this................
Close your eyes and go back in time...
Before the Internet or the Apple Mac.
Before semi-automatics, joyriders and crack....
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
Way back........
I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park.
The corner shop.
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the menace.
Roly Poly.
Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.
The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
Bazooka Joe bubble gum.
An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the
van that plays a tune - Chocolate or vanilla or
strawberry or
maybe
Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball
Wait......
Watching Saturday morning cartoons....short
commercials,
The Double Deckers, Road Runner, He-Man,
Zeebedee
Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? -
or staying up for Doctor Who.
When around the corner seemed far away and going
into town seemed like going somewhere.
Earwigs,wasps, stinging nettles and bee stings.
Sticky fingers.
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
Climbing
trees.
Building igloos out of snow banks.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
Running till you were out of breath, laughing so
hard that your stomach hurt.
Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights.
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down
was
cause for giggles.
Being tired from playing....remember that?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last
for a
team.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon
Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike
into a motorcycle.
Choppers and Grifters
I'm not finished just yet.....
Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops.
Remember when...
There were two types of trainers - girls and
toys,
and
Dunlop Green Flash - and the only time you wore
them
at school
was for P.E.
You knew everyone in your street - and so did your
parents.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best"
friends.
You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve.
When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
When 25p was decent pocket money
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a
penny.
When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the
kids
got there.
It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
When it was considered a great privilege to be
taken
out to dinner at a real restaurant with your
parents.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed
him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not
even
the kid,
thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the head's office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving
student
at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it
wasn't
because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc.
parents and grandparents were a much bigger
threat!
and some of us are still afraid of them!!
Didn't that feel good?
Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!
Remember when....
Decisions were made by going " Ip Dip Dog **** "
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the
fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the
banker
in "Monopoly".
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite
sex was germs.
And the worst thing in your day was having to sit
next to one.
It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123'
wasn't an Olympic event.
Having a weapon in school, meant being caught
with
catapult.
Nobody was prettier than Mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable
aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but
also
the fiercest protectors
If you can remember most or all of these, then you
have LIVED.
Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from
their "grown up" life...
I DOUBLE-DARE YOU
There. Feel better now you old git?
Enjoy......
Just for a minute, forget everything stressful and
read this................
Close your eyes and go back in time...
Before the Internet or the Apple Mac.
Before semi-automatics, joyriders and crack....
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
Way back........
I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park.
The corner shop.
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the menace.
Roly Poly.
Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.
The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
Bazooka Joe bubble gum.
An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the
van that plays a tune - Chocolate or vanilla or
strawberry or
maybe
Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball
Wait......
Watching Saturday morning cartoons....short
commercials,
The Double Deckers, Road Runner, He-Man,
Zeebedee
Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? -
or staying up for Doctor Who.
When around the corner seemed far away and going
into town seemed like going somewhere.
Earwigs,wasps, stinging nettles and bee stings.
Sticky fingers.
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
Climbing
trees.
Building igloos out of snow banks.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
Running till you were out of breath, laughing so
hard that your stomach hurt.
Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights.
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down
was
cause for giggles.
Being tired from playing....remember that?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last
for a
team.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon
Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike
into a motorcycle.
Choppers and Grifters
I'm not finished just yet.....
Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops.
Remember when...
There were two types of trainers - girls and
toys,
and
Dunlop Green Flash - and the only time you wore
them
at school
was for P.E.
You knew everyone in your street - and so did your
parents.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best"
friends.
You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve.
When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
When 25p was decent pocket money
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a
penny.
When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the
kids
got there.
It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
When it was considered a great privilege to be
taken
out to dinner at a real restaurant with your
parents.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed
him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not
even
the kid,
thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the head's office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving
student
at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it
wasn't
because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc.
parents and grandparents were a much bigger
threat!
and some of us are still afraid of them!!
Didn't that feel good?
Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!
Remember when....
Decisions were made by going " Ip Dip Dog **** "
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the
fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the
banker
in "Monopoly".
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite
sex was germs.
And the worst thing in your day was having to sit
next to one.
It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123'
wasn't an Olympic event.
Having a weapon in school, meant being caught
with
catapult.
Nobody was prettier than Mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable
aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but
also
the fiercest protectors
If you can remember most or all of these, then you
have LIVED.
Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from
their "grown up" life...
I DOUBLE-DARE YOU
There. Feel better now you old git?
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patrick
Guest
Re: This will make you feel old but you wont care any more....
I can "remove" my thumb
The most popular kid on our street was the "handy" lad who could aways cobble one good bike out of three wrecks.
I never had a pair of roller skates, so I used to place a book on the one skate I did have, and sit on the frigging thing
My teenage son is going to Los Angeles next week on holiday, when I was his age, it was a day trip on a coach to Blackppol
I can "remove" my thumb
The most popular kid on our street was the "handy" lad who could aways cobble one good bike out of three wrecks.
I never had a pair of roller skates, so I used to place a book on the one skate I did have, and sit on the frigging thing
My teenage son is going to Los Angeles next week on holiday, when I was his age, it was a day trip on a coach to Blackppol
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Nik C
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Old school vs. fresh blood
Veterans of this invaluable forum should not despair so. Fresh blood need not be such a bad thing. I am not a veteran of this benevolent band, but neither am I youth bound by a wreckless desire to torture my motor to it's limits (I've out grown that since the days when I drove a ...F*** dare I say it.. yes..Ford!).
I've had a Brava since then and it's served me admirably, so I'm getting myself a HGT this weekend (my brava met its untimely demise in the dales after pensioners ahead of me went round the bend and came to a complete stop in the middle of the road for the sake of some dumb ass grouse, with no consideration of course for the train of traffic behind them, I collided with the car in front - technically my fault of course!!) Over 75!? Shouldn't drive in my opinion. I might just get myself a car sticker made for that!
Anyway, back to the old school..what about those jugs we used to have custard served in!? Custard to me has never tasted quite as good, as when it was served out of retro style shades of aluminium!
Veterans of this invaluable forum should not despair so. Fresh blood need not be such a bad thing. I am not a veteran of this benevolent band, but neither am I youth bound by a wreckless desire to torture my motor to it's limits (I've out grown that since the days when I drove a ...F*** dare I say it.. yes..Ford!).
I've had a Brava since then and it's served me admirably, so I'm getting myself a HGT this weekend (my brava met its untimely demise in the dales after pensioners ahead of me went round the bend and came to a complete stop in the middle of the road for the sake of some dumb ass grouse, with no consideration of course for the train of traffic behind them, I collided with the car in front - technically my fault of course!!) Over 75!? Shouldn't drive in my opinion. I might just get myself a car sticker made for that!
Anyway, back to the old school..what about those jugs we used to have custard served in!? Custard to me has never tasted quite as good, as when it was served out of retro style shades of aluminium!
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patrick
Guest
Re: Old school vs. fresh blood
My best mate sat at the head of the table, so I always got extra custard
Shows how innocent we were in those days, his name was....homer..and no one made fun of it, lol
My best mate sat at the head of the table, so I always got extra custard
Shows how innocent we were in those days, his name was....homer..and no one made fun of it, lol
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patrick
Guest
Re: Old school vs. fresh blood
I used to have a toy one of these
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nik C
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Re: Old school vs. fresh blood
Am guessing some of you out there would be loving the tunes I've got cranked up at the mo(continuing the retro vibe..). The CD's a brand new mix released by Armand Van Helden on a label form New York featuring remixes of Soft Cell and Yazoo amongst others! (and rare indeed, they've done the originals justice by hardly interfearing at all with the vocals and the unmistakeable digital riff that only a first generation synth could produce!) Keep your Reflex 80's bars! They only play 80's trash and denegrate an era that marked the evolution of a digital sound that 1000 years from now, will not have have changed so much as it did in the 10 years that marked the 80's.
Am guessing some of you out there would be loving the tunes I've got cranked up at the mo(continuing the retro vibe..). The CD's a brand new mix released by Armand Van Helden on a label form New York featuring remixes of Soft Cell and Yazoo amongst others! (and rare indeed, they've done the originals justice by hardly interfearing at all with the vocals and the unmistakeable digital riff that only a first generation synth could produce!) Keep your Reflex 80's bars! They only play 80's trash and denegrate an era that marked the evolution of a digital sound that 1000 years from now, will not have have changed so much as it did in the 10 years that marked the 80's.
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marko
Guest
from a well travelled email sent to me today:
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 50's, 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived because...
Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent 'clackers' on our wheels.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags - riding in the passenger seat was a treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.
We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99 channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends - we went outside and found them.
We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broken bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue we learned to get over it.
We walked to friend's homes.
We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school, we didn't rely on mummy or daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff and, although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out, nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.
Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
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According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 50's, 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived because...
Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent 'clackers' on our wheels.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags - riding in the passenger seat was a treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.
We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99 channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends - we went outside and found them.
We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broken bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue we learned to get over it.
We walked to friend's homes.
We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school, we didn't rely on mummy or daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff and, although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out, nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.
Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
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Wimmy
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Love it!!!
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Sparkey
Guest
i know im only a young 'un but i did all that stuff too, i didnt have much from my parents and altways looked upto the people who had a 'snes' or even an 'atari' or 'amiga' lol!i used to be the kid who went everywhere with my best mates,cycling down a hill as fast as i could knowing i wouldnt be able to stop before the lake at the bottom seemed like our own little world!it was great!having only one parent meant my mum was my best friend and she helped us with everything,even with the go karts but ours luckily had brakes thanks to her! so although you older ones think you had fun, it was the same for some of mites too! stuff the technology, frog spawn was more interesting!
but ours luckily had brakes thanks to her! so although you older ones think you had fun, it was the same for some of mites too! stuff the technology, frog spawn was more interesting!
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Roberto
Guest
If you think that "looking up to people who had SNES, Atari ST's or Amiga's" makes you old....
I remember my dad bringing home a Prinztronic Game console (basically Pong made by Dixons) and my next door neighbour had an Atari console, in wood effect !! My Uncle built his own Sinclair ZX80. My first digital watch, aged 8, that only showed the time in a red LED, and only when you pushed the button. We rode Raleigh Budgie's and Choppers, Grifters, Strika's and Boxers. We saw Star Wars in the cinema when it first came out. We played Subbuteo, built Meccano. My dad's first car when he came to England was a Mk1 Escort, in purple. His second was a vermillion Cortina Mk3 GTX, with vinyl roof and vinyl seats (I still have skin missing from the back of my thighs !) and we didn't have to wear seatbelts. We all got a silver crown on the Queens Silver Jubilee. I remember the last Labour government. My record player was mains & battery operated with a built in carry handle and speaker and was burgundy with a white vinyl strip around it. Ricochet Racers provided hours of fun, supplemented with bouts of Boxing Robots, Stretch Armstrong and Evel Keneval ! My little sister might have been with us now, but they had only just done the first transplants back then. We only had 3 TV channels and 4 Radio stations. Portable Video camera's comprised of a camera the size of a TV camera and a seperate recorder, about the size and weight of a good home cinema amp, slung over your shoulder, all connected by thick wires and with no battery, just mains power. And that was supposed to replace our Bell & Howell super8 Cine camera and projector. Bjorn Borg and Jimmy Connors played tennis with small headed rackets. Jimmy was a trend setter with his metal bodied Wilson racket. Martina Navratilova was still Chezchoslovakian and hadn't won a thing. We all wanted to be the Tomorrow People, or Blakes Seven. We flew Peter Powell Stunt Kites. Liverpool were good, Man. Utd and Arsenal were boring, Norwich City were a tough First Division team to beat. Man. Utd fans were brutal hooligans. Justin Fashanu scored goal of the season and I was there. Kevin Keegan was the worlds greatest player and had dark hair and a fantastic perm. The First Division was the English top flight. I remember skateboards when they first came to the UK....six inches wide and most people just took a plank of wood, painted it and stuck a swan in half rollerskate on the bottom. and most kids back then, could actually do tricks, not just try and keep falling over like kids today !
Now my head feels funny.....I must sit down. Can't wait to tell my new kiddie all that when it's old enough
Rob
I remember my dad bringing home a Prinztronic Game console (basically Pong made by Dixons) and my next door neighbour had an Atari console, in wood effect !! My Uncle built his own Sinclair ZX80. My first digital watch, aged 8, that only showed the time in a red LED, and only when you pushed the button. We rode Raleigh Budgie's and Choppers, Grifters, Strika's and Boxers. We saw Star Wars in the cinema when it first came out. We played Subbuteo, built Meccano. My dad's first car when he came to England was a Mk1 Escort, in purple. His second was a vermillion Cortina Mk3 GTX, with vinyl roof and vinyl seats (I still have skin missing from the back of my thighs !) and we didn't have to wear seatbelts. We all got a silver crown on the Queens Silver Jubilee. I remember the last Labour government. My record player was mains & battery operated with a built in carry handle and speaker and was burgundy with a white vinyl strip around it. Ricochet Racers provided hours of fun, supplemented with bouts of Boxing Robots, Stretch Armstrong and Evel Keneval ! My little sister might have been with us now, but they had only just done the first transplants back then. We only had 3 TV channels and 4 Radio stations. Portable Video camera's comprised of a camera the size of a TV camera and a seperate recorder, about the size and weight of a good home cinema amp, slung over your shoulder, all connected by thick wires and with no battery, just mains power. And that was supposed to replace our Bell & Howell super8 Cine camera and projector. Bjorn Borg and Jimmy Connors played tennis with small headed rackets. Jimmy was a trend setter with his metal bodied Wilson racket. Martina Navratilova was still Chezchoslovakian and hadn't won a thing. We all wanted to be the Tomorrow People, or Blakes Seven. We flew Peter Powell Stunt Kites. Liverpool were good, Man. Utd and Arsenal were boring, Norwich City were a tough First Division team to beat. Man. Utd fans were brutal hooligans. Justin Fashanu scored goal of the season and I was there. Kevin Keegan was the worlds greatest player and had dark hair and a fantastic perm. The First Division was the English top flight. I remember skateboards when they first came to the UK....six inches wide and most people just took a plank of wood, painted it and stuck a swan in half rollerskate on the bottom. and most kids back then, could actually do tricks, not just try and keep falling over like kids today !
Now my head feels funny.....I must sit down. Can't wait to tell my new kiddie all that when it's old enough
Rob
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Sparkey
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mate ive still got one of those atari's aparently they're worth quite a bit? lol i got asteroids and pac man and erm, some tank game lol! and wait for it missile command! he he! i was playin on it earlier! ha ha
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Sparkey
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thats the exact one cept mines got the box, mint condition, and some more games then that! they're SO class! i beat my top score on missile command today! relived my childhood lol! i would never sell this EVER!
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Markpro
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Wow i didn't realise what i had started here, i remember the pong home game and had an old atari 2600( with wood veneer)watching the professionals till 10:00pm was a treat on school nights and being terrified by doctor who, mum and dad moaning about the bands on top of the pops ( which is exactly what i do now with my kids )some of the responses to this post have been fantastic alomst poetic life was simpler back then and man do i wish it was more like that now for todays kids.everything seems so complicated for them, still at least driving along an empty road with my fav songs playing with the sun beating down on me make me feel like that again.
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Markpro
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I meant to say Marko and Ozric-Als posts were brilliant, brought back some memories there i can tell you. The Grifter the only bike you could throw off a mountain and still ride it home.
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AlfaNige
Guest
I dont know about remembering Subbuteo - I still collect it! My Scalextric collection that I sold last year has started to be built up again when I promised the wife it wouldnt (1 set only allowed has become one set and 10 cars lol)
I had a chopper bike and had a BMX mongoose then a supergoose if I remember correctly. I also had the original swingball. I played with Top Trumps with me mates and had crossbow slingshots (lethal and banned now I beleive)
I had Technical Lego and "SupaFast" matchbox. I had a BBC Micro B and Plantoids. Teletext was an innovation and we were pleased as punch with our new VHS video to replace the Betamax one. Mum drove an Olive green Fiat 127 1050CL, a white 127 1050CL and 128 Rallye. Dad had a 131 Supamirafiori - then had an XR2 (the first ones with the Kent engine). Our next door neighbours were dead posh with the Daimler Double Six!
I made boats for our lake (it was a BIG pond) out of wood with nails for masts and paper sails, that always sailed backwards. We made home made detective kits and fingerprinted any poor sod who came round. We nicked beer off me old man and whiskey out the cupboard and mixed it in Bass Shandy bottles and took it to school. We sneaked packs of JPS into school and sold them at 5p each to kids. We smoked Rothmans and Gitannes cos Paul Weller smoked them.
We wore boating blazers and Jam gibson topped off with Parka's (US of course not Canadian). We had flight jackets (still have), Doc Martens with white laces and white painted backs. We had Crombies, pork pie hats and pin badges with Madness, The Specials and The Jam on them. We wore bowling shoes in black and white and boxing boots (what was that all about!) We had pringle jumpers too and I had a tonic suit.
We went to school disco's and pogo'd to Going Undergorund, Londons Burning and Prettry Vacant - we did the skinhead moonstomp to eveything on the two tone label. Remember Hazel O'Connor and Breaking Glass???, Quadrophenia (my first big fight outside). Being chased through Maidstone by a guy with a garden fork! Being arrested for lobbing a brick through a Jewelers window (I threw it at a mate and he ducked the ****!).
We rode Lambrettas (mine was a TV175 that broke down evey mile or so) and Vespa PX125E's - even though we were 15. We took the **** out of Yamaha FSIE owners who although a lot qicker than us - they always smelt - why was that? Cortina's MK V were cool and the Crusader version was king.
I remember my first cassette player - sort of slab like object with a speaker at the top that you recorded the top 40 through the external microphone while trying not to fart and get the giggles.
I remember Marillion gigs, seeing Guns N Roses (see the music switch here) 4 times before they hit the big time. Being at Monstors of Rock when 2 people died.
Drinking Pernod out of those flask bottles - never drank Pernod since bluuugh.
We scrumped apples and threw each other onto electric fences. Went catching newts in the local river. We went ghost hunting in the dark in church yards and trying to be brave whilst we were all shitting ourselves.
Mojo's were sweats and curly wurly's were special. Men Only was a magazine to have and totally bewilder us as to what lay behind that curly triangle - in fact remember women with pubic hair lol!
And lastly, remember 1980 and West Ham 1 Arsenal 0 (I think that was the last time we beat them and willbe for the next 20 years!). There was Super Sub Fairclough at Liverpool and Steve Highway who went to Brighton. Bristol City were in Div one - yes they were honest! So were Oxford United briefly and Oldham. Then finally there was Stuggart station at Euro '88 and us on the front page of the Sun (ooops, I told Mum I was going to stay at my mates house for a week!)
Heysel, Bradford City and giving Stoke City a kicking (I see nothing has changed there!). Tottenham were difficult to beat too!
Well that was 1980 to 1989, then my life changed in 1990 - in the most glorious summer imaginable and Italia '90
Nige
lol)I had a chopper bike and had a BMX mongoose then a supergoose if I remember correctly. I also had the original swingball. I played with Top Trumps with me mates and had crossbow slingshots (lethal and banned now I beleive)
I had Technical Lego and "SupaFast" matchbox. I had a BBC Micro B and Plantoids. Teletext was an innovation and we were pleased as punch with our new VHS video to replace the Betamax one. Mum drove an Olive green Fiat 127 1050CL, a white 127 1050CL and 128 Rallye. Dad had a 131 Supamirafiori - then had an XR2 (the first ones with the Kent engine). Our next door neighbours were dead posh with the Daimler Double Six!
I made boats for our lake (it was a BIG pond) out of wood with nails for masts and paper sails, that always sailed backwards. We made home made detective kits and fingerprinted any poor sod who came round. We nicked beer off me old man and whiskey out the cupboard and mixed it in Bass Shandy bottles and took it to school. We sneaked packs of JPS into school and sold them at 5p each to kids. We smoked Rothmans and Gitannes cos Paul Weller smoked them.
We wore boating blazers and Jam gibson topped off with Parka's (US of course not Canadian). We had flight jackets (still have), Doc Martens with white laces and white painted backs. We had Crombies, pork pie hats and pin badges with Madness, The Specials and The Jam on them. We wore bowling shoes in black and white and boxing boots (what was that all about!) We had pringle jumpers too and I had a tonic suit.
We went to school disco's and pogo'd to Going Undergorund, Londons Burning and Prettry Vacant - we did the skinhead moonstomp to eveything on the two tone label. Remember Hazel O'Connor and Breaking Glass???, Quadrophenia (my first big fight outside). Being chased through Maidstone by a guy with a garden fork! Being arrested for lobbing a brick through a Jewelers window (I threw it at a mate and he ducked the ****!).
We rode Lambrettas (mine was a TV175 that broke down evey mile or so) and Vespa PX125E's - even though we were 15. We took the **** out of Yamaha FSIE owners who although a lot qicker than us - they always smelt - why was that? Cortina's MK V were cool and the Crusader version was king.
I remember my first cassette player - sort of slab like object with a speaker at the top that you recorded the top 40 through the external microphone while trying not to fart and get the giggles.
I remember Marillion gigs, seeing Guns N Roses (see the music switch here) 4 times before they hit the big time. Being at Monstors of Rock when 2 people died.
Drinking Pernod out of those flask bottles - never drank Pernod since bluuugh.
We scrumped apples and threw each other onto electric fences. Went catching newts in the local river. We went ghost hunting in the dark in church yards and trying to be brave whilst we were all shitting ourselves.
Mojo's were sweats and curly wurly's were special. Men Only was a magazine to have and totally bewilder us as to what lay behind that curly triangle - in fact remember women with pubic hair lol!
And lastly, remember 1980 and West Ham 1 Arsenal 0 (I think that was the last time we beat them and willbe for the next 20 years!). There was Super Sub Fairclough at Liverpool and Steve Highway who went to Brighton. Bristol City were in Div one - yes they were honest! So were Oxford United briefly and Oldham. Then finally there was Stuggart station at Euro '88 and us on the front page of the Sun (ooops, I told Mum I was going to stay at my mates house for a week!)
Heysel, Bradford City and giving Stoke City a kicking (I see nothing has changed there!). Tottenham were difficult to beat too!
Well that was 1980 to 1989, then my life changed in 1990 - in the most glorious summer imaginable and Italia '90
Nige
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Martin L
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Glad you mentioned the XR2, The one and only SCOOBIE.
I hate it when the latest generation of drivers call the subaru a scoobie.
Martin L.
I hate it when the latest generation of drivers call the subaru a scoobie.
Martin L.
