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  1. Daz

    Daz Well-Known Member

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    Also I miss the smell of the brewery and seeing the drays around town.

    Used to work at Vaux and tried to explain to the kids about the drays and they looked at me like I was 100 years old.
     
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  2. Comfy

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    Have you showed them the new bronze structure of horse and dray in town.
    Keel square, called “gan canny”
     
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  3. FellTop

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    When wearable technology was a calculator on a watch
     
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    When the gadgy would push his barrow round the streets selling ice creams.
     
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  5. The Berk

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    And the jazz bands walking through Farringdon when I went to me nana granddads.
     
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    Hefty fullback Well-Known Member

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    They nabbed me halfway through the cartoon version of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas."
     
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    Going to the outside toilets at primary school, pretty sure it was St Josephs, no roof, so you got soaked when it rained.

    Playing football anywhere there was a bit of space with a couple of jumpers for goal posts.

    We used to call them 'currants', the little bits of black grit you got under your skin on the palms of your hands, and knees, after falling down in the playground.

    Playing British Bulldog, a chance to aim for someone you wanted to batter, in a friendly game sort of way, not.

    Catching Coley of the broken end of the old Roker pier, gran cooking them and then feeling guilty eating them, only did that once.

    Later in life, once I could drive, putting a quid's worth of petrol in the car and getting just over 3 gallons!
     
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  8. Snaggey

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    Back in the days of tanners and bobs,
    When Mothers had patience and Fathers had jobs.
    When football team families wore hand me down shoes,
    And T.V gave only two channels to choose.

    Back in the days of three penny bits,
    when schools employed nurses to search for your nits.
    When snowballs were harmless; ice slides were permitted
    and all of your jumpers were warm and hand knitted.

    Back in the days of hot ginger beers,
    when children remained so for more than six years.
    When children respected what older folks said,
    and pot was a thing you kept under your bed.

    Back in the days of Listen with Mother,
    when neighbours were friendly and talked to each other.
    When cars were so rare you could play in the street.
    When Doctors made house calls and Police walked the beat.

    Back in the days of Milligan's Goons,
    when butter was butter and songs all had tunes.
    It was dumplings for dinner and trifle for tea,
    and your annual break was a day by the sea.

    Back in the days of Dixon's Dock Green,
    Crackerjack pens and Lyons ice cream.
    When children could freely wear National Health glasses,
    and teachers all stood at the FRONT of their classes.

    Back in the days of rocking and reeling,
    when mobiles were things that you hung from the ceiling.
    When woodwork and pottery got taught in schools,
    and everyone dreamed of a win on the pools.

    Back in the days when I was a lad,
    I can't help but smile for the fun that I had.
    Hopscotch and roller skates; snowballs to lob.
    Back in the days of tanners and bobs.
     
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  9. Whittylad

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    Great that and so true. Happy days.
     
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  10. spirit of 73

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    Why am I sitting here nodding at this?!
    In my head I'm not old but them bloody mirrors need to learn how to lie.
    Why are the hills getting steeper and every bench starting to look like a sofa.
    Those tricksters at the beetroot factory have started putting the lids on extra tight
    It's a conspiracy I say.
     
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  11. E.T. Fairfax

    E.T. Fairfax Well-Known Member

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    Brought up in the 80's...

    Having to actually get up and walk up to the telly to turn the channel over. The press of a button was a 'clunk' as the button pressed in about a quarter of an inch so it was flush with the telly. Not the touch sensitive space age buttons we have now. Only 4 channels. Kids tv was between after school and Neighbours. The satisfaction when it was Grange Hill day, the despair when it was Blue Peter. The whole family sat and watched the same thing, whether it be Byker Grove, Terry and June or The Young Ones. Last of the Summer Wine and Songs of Praise meant bath night and the horrible feeling at the pit of the stomach that it was school tomorrow.
    Taping something off the telly meant needing a computer degree and relying on the tv schedule running on time, often ending in the wrong thing being recorded. Having a tv stand draw full of VHS tapes lined up with 'Bilko 1', 'Bilko 2' 'Laurel & Hardy' written in pencil that your dad asked you to record.
    Even though your mam had recently bought a house phone (Wow! ****ing hell, we must be rich!) your mates still walked half a mile to see if you were in rather the embarrassment of using the phone and risk talking to your mam or dad.
    Playing out all day, dreading the moment the lights in the street turned on, then waiting for you to be shouted in around the time they turned from red to amber. Shouting at the top of your voice from the other end of the street for 'TEN MORE MINUTES!'
    Games of 'Block' which would start off with around half a dozen of your closest friends (around the same age) but which would end up by dusk involving half the street with an age range of 7 to 16 years old and even including the older weirdo that nobody really liked. Being told by your mam to stay away from and not to play with the naughty lads, particularly so and so.
    Not being allowed to cross roads, the shear panic and fear on the risk of being caught when nipping across to the 'Paki's' (a word which we used which was not used offensively on our part, though a word what we would not dare use now but often have to pause and say Pakis-tanis instead) for a sly 10p mix up.
    Finding porn magazines stuffed hidden in a bag under a bush was like finding gold dust but not understanding why the pages were glued together.
    You went to the fish shop, that was it. They sold fish, battered sausage, dab (if you were lucky), fishcake, mince pie (if lucky), that was it. They didnt sell pizza's, kebabs, southern fried chicken etc. Every few months your parents bought you a 'Chinkies' as a special treat. Pizza shops, kebabs, Indian takeaways didnt exist.
    School teachers were scary and even though violence was officially off the menu, the threat of it wasnt. Even on the rare occasion when a teacher pulled your ear or give you a clip, you didnt tell your mam in fear of the double whammy of getting wrong at home as well and because they would say you probably deserved it. Old fashioned school desks, with lids and long dried out ink well, covered in names or doodles, written or scratched on, and about a dozen old hardened blobs of chewing gum stuck underneath.
     
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  12. Teessidemackem

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    I remember getting up in the middle of the night as a kid to listen to Mike Tyson fight live on the radio
     
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    being brought up in a council house when it was time for an external repaint, trying to work out from their progress what colour door we were going to get. Urrgh its green
    the amount of ****ing roundabouts on the A1 when you just wanted to get home from a bastard away game. Having to go to the far south games the night before, breakfast in Woolies or somewhere
    Singing "Billy dont be a hero" to Billy Simmons on the coaches
    or "OK Fred, now you're the Ayatollah", to the scruffy get who got on at Peterlee
    Martindales coaches, FFS. Seat coverings like bastard sandpaper, rest your head on the seat in front and get second degree abrasions on your forehead
     
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  14. Daz

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    Aye thats where I took them to explain it, its a class sculpture like.
     
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    Saturday morning up early to deliver the papers, get home to boiled egg and soldiers, out playing till it was time to go to the match, get to the match and get precariously balanced on the steel barriers to watch the match and holding for dear life when a goal went in. When the match finished I was shoved by my dad to run onto Roker Park pitch amazed at how green and carpet like the pitch was before getting shoed back into the stands. Getting back from the match and straight to the paper shop to pick up the Pinks to sell outside the clubs, a quick scan to see the final scores before selling any. Sell them and treat myself to a red hot bag of chips from Lotties then head home to watch Morceambe & Wise, The Generation Game or something similar. Sunday mornings we were dressed in our best clobber then dragged off to church, return home our best clobber took off and our playing out rags on. Football on the welfare field until sunday dinner was ready, then back out playing the last 4 hours of The FA Cup final with everyone on the estate. Dragged in when the sun came down, bathed, fresh pyjamas then a couple of slabs of jam on bread with a cup of warm milk. Last of the summer wine then bed with freshly washed sheets. That was every weekend of my childhood and I loved every minute.
     
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  16. Mikki Disco

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    have you still got the tie though Darren?

    I’m currently working in the brewery in bishop and got the exact same smell, nee horses though apart from the locals transport
     
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    when the 10 foot tall copper on the beat wanted you, you stood and waited knowing you were going under his cape and taking a slap for whatever you had done wrong, running was futile as he knew where you lived, drank with yer dad and if he came to the door you got a far worse slap off yer dad.

    out playing in the streets and there was always at least one adult just casting an eye over everyone, usually a female and if she had to go inside another would 'automatically' replace her...you were always watched.
     
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    ….. childhood and I loved every
    minute. As we all did . Sad that a lot of kids today would sneer at and deride that itinerary- they don’t know what they choose to miss out on in favour of the present ways and easy ways out
     
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    No shops on Sunday although Sunday was the visiting family day.
    Sunderland ice rink.
    Night games at Roker Park
    Playing snooker with my dad every 2 weeks.
    Playing footy and if you found anyway with posts it was like Wembley.
     
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  20. LBW

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    I look and see most of the kids with their faces glued to their phones, taking selfies, stupid poses with pouted lips etc. It makes me cringe. Lads dressed like pansies with even their eyebrows waxed etc. Its a terrible childhood, they cant interact or play like kids should for fear of some tossa catching it on camera and spreading it around to belittle them. Christ when some posh sod with a camera showed up in our street there must have been 20 odd little scruffs on the same photo, no airs or graces just a bunch of manky dirty kids who had been in every tree, stream, field and up every hill stood staring at the camera thinking what does this twat want we have another FA Cup Final to play. We loved being outside, the only time we had to stay in was if it was lashing down.
     
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