Old git thread ...I remember when

Grolsh bottle tops on shoes....sounds good...retro...how does one attach them?

I remember rationing coupons. Better shut up now.

I remember when Brylcreem was cool.

I remember thinking "A FOURTH CHANNEL?... no way!" and watching Richard Whitely introduce Countdown like he was Neil Armstrong landing on the moon.

... the big argument in school was whether the Shadows were a better band than the Beatles ... there was no point in buying a weekly bus pass because you could travel all the way across Leeds for 7p ... if you wanted to see bare breasts you had to buy the "National Geographic" when they had an article on Africa ... footballs were brown ... you wouldn't be seen dead wearing Brylcreem, you might stain your cheesecloth shirt or your loons ... Yorkshire ALWAYS won the cricket county championship good times!

aceeeeed! Kids wore grolsch bottle tops and smiley faces on their shoes.

I used to leg home (with the rest of year 2) to watch dog tanian and the muskahounds.

and the six week holidays would have never been the same with mallets mallet...ee-ee--bong!

Children's stuff, Maxwell. My memory goes back only as far as about 1975, with Queen on a TV show called Supersonic which was on LWT (I think) on Saturday at teatime. 1976 was frickin hot, if memory serves, and on April 1st 1977 my primary school in Harlow was covered by 8 inches of snow in about 3 hours. Feeling elderly started at college. I was about 25 and lived directly behind Rotherhithe nick. One day I'm coming home and a CHILD IN A POLICE UNIFORM walked past me. At this point I decided it was time to get drunk.

Of course, to address Jude's point, I also recall sitting in an office in Kentish Town about 5 years ago, admiring the newly built ABCtales, and saying to Simon: "Ya know, what this thing really needs is a forum."

I received an electric typewriter as my graduation present from high school. That was cutting edge technology at the time. The typewriter lasted for over twenty years. I recall seeing Rebel Without A Cause at a drive-in when it first came out. I attended the ABCTales launch party. This took place after the previous two events.

I drank 8 bottles of Grolsh at the weekend for this purpose...oh and to toast the pope to the kingdom of God

I remember watching a sausage cook in a microwave and thinking that it was the first example of provable magic and that it would change the world forever... ... there's no heat look! and it's cooked!!!!!!!

I remember shitting in a bucket.

I don't know Jude, but some sad fuck does:

no, we're talking about old events here George, not recent. bless him, some days can just pass the poor old bugger by while he waits for a bowel movement and on others it's a case of sliding the bucket under him like a pro curler and waiting for the thud.

Well I was doing it in 1947 too ya know.

I remember thinking that the people on TV were atually tiny and walked into it through a little door in the back - including that girl with the chalk board who I thought was actually my friend because she was always smiling at me (I was about three in my defence). I remember fuzzy felts (they still sell them, but they're not the same), Peter and Jane books, penny sweets, Peter Duncan, Simon Groom and Sarah Greene on Blue Peter - and actually thinking Blue Peter was the height of great entertainment. I remember the excitement of alphabetti spaghetti, and finding enough letters to spell my name (rare, because it was usually all vowells, the bastards). I remember when everyone was mad about ET, even though his fingers looked like pepperamis (I thought when I was eating pepperamis). I remember thinking everyone's mum and dads sang in bands like Abba (because my mum and dad did that with another couple, and they all looked just like Abba, and then those wannabes Bucks Fizz came along and really proved it to me). I remember being really shocked that 'masturbation' was a word and that there was an actual word for doing THAT (you mean I wasn't the only one?) I remember thinking a meal out at the Little Chef was the height of sophistication and good taste. Best of all, I remember a time when I couldn't tell you the name of anybody in bands or on TV because I was too busy doing fun stuff like playing football and making candles from old wax and making pots out of mud, painting them, and flogging them to my neighbours for 10p a throw. (That was fun, honestly). I don't think it was better then. Just different. And I still thought that the world revolved around me, and that my mum and dad's soul purpose was to make me happy. Ha!

1947? Bloody hell George, what a time to have lived. the world was just getting it's breath back and Jasper was a mere twinkle in a lab technician's pipett. If you 'ad a bucket in those days it were a bloody luxury. Our 'ole family used to 'ave to crap in ma's hair net and then she'd cart it to Dover once a month-on foot mind!- and tip it over't cliffs to 'elp wi't war effort. "YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS POOH!"

I was a 'war baby' Ian, 1944. It was bloody hard in those trenches ya know. As for the lab technician, I think the government should stop that experimenting with rodent DNA, at least until they can include an intelligence genome.

I remember my mum and dad having a plug in coffee percolater, and the coffee smelled vile, was really syrupy and took about 20 minutes to make... today i bought an all singing all dancing coffee machine and got a fantastic espresso in less than a minute. yumm..

I remember doing the Dying Fly on Saturday mornings... Chin up, Chris, Sal and Spit the Dog!

I remember the forums without that Aussie moronbagofshite Jaspiee.

I remember when people use to provide a good service. Like putting sugar in your tea. Haaa. Those were the day's.

I remember that rock over there. It was warm.

You sobered up yet Denver.

Who me? I've lost my Iguana, can't find him anywhere.

Check under the rock.