Jessie The Jeep Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 2,3 and 4 star petrol! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jack Posted September 22, 2009 Author Share Posted September 22, 2009 I've just realised that my car is insured with SAGA. :rofl::rofl::rofl: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
R Cubed Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 This is a great thread, takes me back to all the things I loved. When there were only attended petrol stations and they asked what petrol you wanted and did you want a shot in it. When Space 1999 was on and you thought that was the thing to come ! When you are telling your sons not to do something and you can remember your mum or dad telling you not to do it. When you could get you car filled up with petrol for about £15.00 and it was in Gallons. How I chuckle when I think back..... what was I talking about....... oh well cant remember off to bed with a Horlicks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 milk came in glass bottles, that you washed out and put back on the doorstep, and the milkman had a horse and cart.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 The tractors the Farmers used ran on T.V.O. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 You could actually buy T.V.O...... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Richard Farrant Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 milk came in glass bottles, that you washed out and put back on the doorstep, and the milkman had a .... Still the same here, only he now drives a Transit and he delivers at 0100 am some things never change :coffee: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 At the butchers, he didn't take cash. He wrote on a scrap of paper what you had bought, put it in a little tin can, on an overhaed wire and shot it over to the Cashier who sat at her cash register on the other side of the shop, you then had to walk over and pay her.... used to fascinate me when I was five. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Your Mum met you at the school gate and you WALKED home..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 The barber always used to ask your Dad if he wanted "something for the week-end".... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 ... you remember what Brylcream smelled like.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 2,3 and 4 star petrol! and if you had some spare change you got the attendant to put in "a shot of RedEx" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 They served you at the filling station.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rosie Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 I felt really old on Saturday night. Me and the girls from work went out on a hen night. The bride to be is a sweetheart, she is not in any way a raver so I knew it wouldn't be a drunkered do. Well after a nice meal she wanted to go to a nightclub :shake: anyway we got there and one of the other girls (21 yr old) was egging me to dance, well I couldn't dance as the racket coming from the speakers was awful, not only this but she was singing along to words I couldn't even hear or understand!!!!!!! THEN another girl from another group who was wearing a tube that only just covered her boobs but didnt quite cover her bum :confused: decided it would be a good idea to lift her dress and prance about in her undies :shocked: I sat there with my 2 managers (both the same age as me) feeling decidedly uncomfortable!!!!!!!!!!!! When I got home R-cubed even said how sober I was considering I had been on a hen night!!!!!!!!!!!! Just to add to the list of feeling old, our eldest son has asked R-cubed if he was in WW11 :rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 You could set how much you wanted at the pump, and as it got close the pump slowed and stopped at the right amount. You never had to find the odd pennies when you didn't react fast enough and went past £60.00 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Your Mum darned socks instead of throwing them away..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marmite!! Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 I remember our some of the beer at our pub being delivered by the Dray... Watneys Red Barrel being delivered by tanker & was pumped into big stainless still vessels called "Sputniks" & most of the pipes in our cellar were still made of glass, not plastic.. & we still had the hatch on the side of the pub which was the Off Licence... I also remember when our pub in Wapping Lane was full of dockers.. Oh & pub's had soda syphon's & large bottles of mixers on the counter... all free of charge Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 You can remember your dad keeping his gardening tools in the Anderson shelter.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Going to the gents at the Pub, walking through the door and finding yourself in an open air Urinal, with the rain soaking your hair..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Your Mum running out with a bucket and shovel, when the "Rag 'n Bone" man came by with his horse and cart, because what she scooped up "was good for the Roses" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Lead covered house wiring with rubber insulation.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Seeing your Mum balancing on a chair dusting the "picture rail"... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marmite!! Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 Going to the gents at the Pub, walking through the door and finding yourself in an open air Urinal, with the rain soaking your hair..... Yep we had those... & when pubs had Beano coaches turning up on their way to the seaside... the "No Coaches" sign hadn't been invented then Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 .. when you remember the "pig swill man" coming to your school to collect the leftovers from school dinner.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
antarmike Posted September 22, 2009 Share Posted September 22, 2009 the weatherman using Fuzzy felt clouds on the weathermap....and them falling off halfway through.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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