Remember them!!! I used to ride one.  After leaving school in Lincoln back in 1962, I worked for a company in Clasketgate, Lincoln delivering stationery in and around the City.  Then one fateful day,  I called into the Army Recruitment Centre to change a typewriter ribbon....the rest is history!!! Lol

PS:  Looking at your forum title....I did feel a bit of a Tit!!!

That sounds nasty Steve, end of delivery job I presume ?? lol. Oh god my spellings ****, never mind If I go to correct I might lose the bl##dy thing. Again!!! Sorry. Oh just edited and all is not lost!!

Sue

Indeed I do, from the days when everything came to your door, milk, bread, green groceries, coal, rent man (when we played hide and seek under the stairs). Hey then there were 'os and carts when we ran out wi bucket 'n dust pan to clean up and put the contents on yon rhubarb. Me Mam would be scrubbing door step 'cos 'er next door were whiter than ours and she would say go get thee owd ganzie our Brian, Ernie Rags is comin' and get yer sen a goldfish.

Indeed they were Steve, lol. Snaphappy, my mam was exacly the same, your comment brought it all back. Rent man= sofa= behind,we even had an oil man deliver for the parafin heater in the kitchen. Come to think of it, happy freezin days!!

Sue 

Viv....i didnt think you were THAT old hehehe

They don't know they're born these days!!! Lol

Where else would the frost be but on the inside? The frost flowers were beautiful, but the cold lino was bad on the feet as you got up! I did my homework by the light of a Tilley lamp - I've still got it, as a reminder

Steve I can certainly echo that comment.

If you got caught by the local 'bobby' it was a clip round the ears and dragged home to Mum for another whack. Did it stop us NO we were normal healthy kids. Knock down ginger, doctors and nurses, (how else could you learn)  flicking cigarette cards at other cards against a wall to get more for the collection, swinging upside down from the lamplighters bar at the top of the lamposts, marbles in the gutter missing the horse dung and pee.  Collecting empty bottles to return to the off-licence for the odd penny. paper rounds 3 shillings a week. Seeing who could get the highest up the outside school urinal wall. Collecting the old 'tar blocks' from the road when they ripped up the tram rails and selling them  for a few more pennies. so the streets were full of us kids, we had a roller hockey team, cricket team and played football on the 'rec'. I lived in London and was never evacuated. How much more tolerent were folk. I lived in an upstairs flat and would bang away at the piano with the top, front and bottom panels taken off. The people downstairs never complained. Outside shared 'loo' down 13 stairs  to get to it.

Indeed very happy memories that do not fade.

Ted

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You've probably seen this one before, but it's a good one. It's funny in an ironic way:

For those who were born in the 50's, 60's and 70's, this may sound familiar: Firstly, we were born to parents who smoked and drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products and lots of processed meat. After that trauma, we slept in baby cots covered in coloured lead based paints. As kids, we rode in cars with no seat belts, air bags, power steering or anti lock brakes. We drank water from a garden hose, NOT from a plastic bottle. There were no McDonalds, Pizza Hut, Chinese, Indian or Thai meals. No KFC or Subway. If you wanted takeaway food, it was fish and chips, all wrapped in newspaper! And it tasted great! Even though all the shops were shut by 6pm, half day closing on Wednesdays, and didn't open on weekends, we somehow didn't starve to death! We could collect old glass drinks bottles, and cash them in at the local shop, and buy gobstoppers, bubble gum and toffees. We ate loads of sweets, white bread, real butter and drank fizzy drinks with loads of sugar in them, but we weren't overweight because........we were always outside playing! We'd leave home straight after breakfast and play all day. Our parents had no idea where we were, but knew we'd be home for tea. We'd build go-carts from old prams and fly downhill on them, suddenly finding out we forgot about brakes. We had no PS3, Wii or X box. No Sky tv, no dvd's or cd's. We had no mobile phones, no PC's, laptops or notebooks, and there was no internet. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside to find them. We fell out of trees and got cuts, broken teeth and bones. Did our parents sue the landowners? NO! We learned to be more careful the next time! We ate mud and worms, and we didn't die! We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthday. The only time you could buy easter eggs and hot cross buns was at Easter. Shops didn't sell tins of Quality Street in September. Football, rugby and cricket teams had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to deal with disappointment. Can you imagine that?! Teachers used to hit us with the cane or a slipper. And if we broke the law, our parents sided with the law and wouldn't bail us out! We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility. And we learned to deal with ALL OF THEM! You my friends, are one of the lucky ones who grew up as kids before the government and lawyers regulated our lives "for our own good" Oh, you may wish to show this to your kids, so they can see how brave their parents were when kids were kids.

Jester I agree wholeheartedly with your comment, for me anyway it was a fun time and yes hard. But boy did I have some fun!! Oh and Welsh Jen, do tell more about Billy...... Hey Steve Im only 5ft and a bit now, think all the damp stunted my growth whilst growing up !!!

Sue

Don't forget Corona....we got money back on the empty bottle too.  Just think,  we got PAID for recycling then!!  The test card was a girl with a clown....now all we get is,  clowns all day....except of BBC 2 of course.  As for Cowboys and Indians.  Well we have a family of Indians in the close now and the Cowboy did our roof!!!

I remember Going to dig coal out of the muck stacks, when the miners strike was on. Frozen milk bottles, with tops pushed off by a column of frozen milk. Me and my m8 going hunting for fools gold in the pit waste areas, and thinking we were millionaires, when we found a mother-load LMAO Being able to play out for hours on end, without fear of being picked up by an adult.

Here's one thing which nobody seems to remember on TV in the 80's, but I do....

Well that has the memories flooding back Chris and Snappy.  We used to go to the Odeon in Lincoln for Saturday Club.  If it was ya birthday, you would go and stand on stage and get a free lolly whilst everyone sang Happy Birthday. .  Needless to say, I had a free lolly every week,  noone noticed!!!  Lol   On the bus back home,  I would gobble my way through a packet of Spangles and clean me teeth with some Beech Nut!!

Speaking of the cane or slipper.  In those days,  a teacher could "teach" a class of 40 coz the kiddies (bless em) behaved.  Nowadays, a teacher finds it hard to control a class of 20, or so I have been told.  It's not  "Rose Coloured"  glasses,  it's just thinking about days when Health and Safety was not such a big deal as to stop kiddies going on a trip as often, playing conkers (made me think of Jo then!!!)  climbing a tree,  making a slide in the playground on hard snow.....I won't go on.  I do get on my soap box now and then....Oh yes Jen, that's how I reached the washing line!!! lol  XX