Why were they so good compared to now?
Im struggling to compare and see why it was so much better then.
The "Good old days" were the 50s and 60s, of course you are going to struggle to compare , you were not even born, IMHO they were/are so called because it was definitely an era of happiness, we had not been brainwashed into thinking that the most important thing in the world was money, if we wanted to go somewhere most of the time we walked there ( fitter) we could not afford to eat and drink to our hearts content ( Thinner) Drugs we had asprin and Epson Salts ( Sane ) Highlight of the week was one of the dance halls where hundreds of boys and girls met and were able to dance together to music that had no effect on your hearing. A boy or a girl could walk from one end of Sunderland to the other in safety, I have no personal knowledge of any girl being attacked in Sunderland, of course it must have happened but it was not normal , (over 400,000 rapes in the UK last year )
OK the men are tougher now, evidence the vast abusive vocabulary and the hundreds of swear words they know , except in my day if you swore in front of a female you had to be able to protect yourself, with fists, feet were used for kicking footballs not people
All of this talk is in vain as we are never going to see those standards return, but I would like you to consider the world of your grandchildren, have we reached the bottom or will things continue to deterioate at the same rate
I have lived in Australia for most part of my life but will always love Sunderland and everything it stands for , I certainly believe that any success I have achieved is due to the special genes I was born with from generations of Sunderland ancestors
You do not get to be the biggest shipbuilding town in the world for between four hundred and five hundred years without being something special, When you go into a museum or art gallery and see old paintings of ships in naval battles you can guarentee that most of those ships were built in Sunderland
OK you may think an old mans ramblings but I couldnt give a ****