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'Allow 28 days for delivery'
That was for the goods. Catalogues seemed to come when they got around to them, and sometimes needed a postal order to pay for them as well….they were a rip off. If you lost the stub you couldn’t get your money back if the PO was returned……
 
Amongst others…..including my cousins husband. We laughed at him so much he wouldn’t go out until it grew out a bit….
I did the perm thing ,spent the next three days trying wash it out and wore a baseball cap to school lol
 
I wonder how many youngsters we have here who have absolutely no idea what we're talking about! So maybe one other thing we're missing is young people getting into modelling as a hobby.
 
Stick-shifts and manual roll-up windows lol. Never minded either, and still rather enjoy having them on my Jeep.
 
I did the perm thing ,spent the next three days trying wash it out and wore a baseball cap to school lol
I remember my Brother trying the frosted tips-thing with his hair (I guess that was what it was called) He was going for a trendy Surfer / Skateboarder look, this was mid-1980's. The heckling he endured at High School was hellish.
 
“What has disappeared ?” , well a good nights sleep for one - having nightmares about Peter Wyngardes threatening trouser bulge !!!:flushed::disappointed::smiling5:
 
No form of punishment ,the cane at school never did me any harm(well it did but you wouldn't let the administrator of said punishment know) ,we had a Scott's technical drawing teacher you only played him up once ,he had a slipper wich I swear belonged to coco the clown ,you were made to bend over in front of the whole class only to be told not far enough he wanted to see the stitching in your trousers stretched to the limit only then would he strike ,you never went home and told because you'd likely get one off your dad as well ,you never spoke badly to my mum in the kitchen she could catch you on the elbow with a wooden spoon with ninja like speed.
Smoking in the cinema smokers on the left non sitting on the right ,if you wanted a fag(rember when that meant cigarette) on the bus it was upstairs only.
When with your first car(s) you got stopped by the police for having say a bulb out you made sure you heeded the advice and went straight up the local petrol station and fixed it now rather than point out the problem they get pissed of if they can't find anything to knick you for ,still that goes back to when they were concerned with solving crime not your bulb broken.
Politicians who told the truth only to be dismissed as trouble ,only to find out they weren't far wrong years down the line ,but hey were still all here and all the above thoughts from you guys above have made me smile lets hope that doesn't get forgotten. Dave
 
No form of punishment ,the cane at school never did me any harm(well it did but you wouldn't let the administrator of said punishment know) ,we had a Scott's technical drawing teacher you only played him up once ,he had a slipper wich I swear belonged to coco the clown ,you were made to bend over in front of the whole class only to be told not far enough he wanted to see the stitching in your trousers stretched to the limit only then would he strike ,you never went home and told because you'd likely get one off your dad as well ,you never spoke badly to my mum in the kitchen she could catch you on the elbow with a wooden spoon with ninja like speed.
Smoking in the cinema smokers on the left non sitting on the right ,if you wanted a fag(rember when that meant cigarette) on the bus it was upstairs only.
When with your first car(s) you got stopped by the police for having say a bulb out you made sure you heeded the advice and went straight up the local petrol station and fixed it now rather than point out the problem they get pissed of if they can't find anything to knick you for ,still that goes back to when they were concerned with solving crime not your bulb broken.
Politicians who told the truth only to be dismissed as trouble ,only to find out they weren't far wrong years down the line ,but hey were still all here and all the above thoughts from you guys above have made me smile lets hope that doesn't get forgotten. Dave
Ah yes - a juvenile visit to Approved School followed by a 'holiday' in Borstal :thinking:
Steve
 
No sparrow shortage around here
There used to be very few or no sparrows here for quite a long time, but in recent years they’ve made a comeback. Ten to twenty years ago, you rarely saw (or heard) any at all, when before that there were plenty.
 
What about the TV test card. That little girl playing noughts and crosses with the clown.
Golliwog brooches from Robertson's jam.
Cannot have Golliwog brouches - you might upset the ethnics, even though it was a competition with your mates to get the various ones...

Why does he have a pair of long nose pliers hanging from his belt?

Miko (from Department M)
Well at least we know where he kept the tiolet roll.....

OOOOOOOOOOh - strictly non PC! ( not only the badges. but the ceramic little statues! )
Black & White Minstrels ( thank goodness - that was really cheesey! & really non PC)
Popeye, Tom and Jerry cartoons ( much too violent for today's innocent cherubs! )
Dave
But you can still watch the original T&G, Roadrunner, Foghorn Leghorn cartoons on YT. My wife catches me laughing like a drain at them - no sense of humour unless I hit my thumb with the hammer.

Odd, foil with a paper wrapper around it is still the norm here.


I never knew that was a thing until I saw it mentioned in an episode of Life on Mars, when the main character remarks on it.


In the Netherlands, bus services were privatised in the 1990s due to liberal¹ economic theories of the kind best known to British readers from the Thatcher years. Until then, they were provided by public companies that was usually owned by the province (equivalent to a county in UK terms) or, in major cities, by the city council. However, in recent years rural provinces — such as the one I live in — have been getting ever more shortchanged by the bus companies they’ve contracted, with stops and lines being scrapped for not being an efficient use of resources. It’s come to the point where the provincial government here hasn’t been able find a contractor to perform bus services when the current company’s contract runs out in a few years’ time. There has been talk of the province setting up its own bus service once more.

¹ Note for any Americans reading this: in Europe, “liberal” means “right-wing” and very much not “socialist”. Just so you know.



As for things I can think of around here that have disappeared …
  • Probably the most obvious one is guilder coins and notes.
  • SRV vans. (Somebody mentioned milk floats earlier. These were similar electric vehicles, but bigger, so they were actual mini-supermarkets on wheels that came round your street once or twice a week.)
  • Handshakes:
  • Petrol pumps at local village garages.
  • Local village garages, for that matter.
  • Record stores.
  • Lack of self-censorship (I mean that as I put it: I notice a lot of people censoring themselves for all kinds of things when they wouldn’t have done so ten or twenty years ago).
  • A variety of buildings around my village that I think should still be there, instead of the modern apartment blocks that have been put in their places.
Missing the old currency, that is part of the EU religion.
Handshakes, yes I remember that polite greeting from my days covering Europe in the truck.

Forgotten about broken biscuits. Our local Cadena (deli and cafe) used to also do broken chocolate. Basically the bits out of the bottom of the pan after they’d made the hand made chocolates.
Used to get the broken chocolate from my grandmother when she worked at Cadbury's, I cannot remember if I ever had a dummy (pacifier), but I can remember the taste of chocolate....

Ash trays in cinemas
Sparrows
My fashion sense
Paraffin heaters
Yellow pages
Not been to the cinema in years, when the mobile phone idiot was calling his/her mate to tell them about the film, or the constant noise from crisp and sweet bags or the moron that had seen the film 70 times and was giving a running commentary.
Parafin heater, had one of those in my bedroom during the winter made by Valor. No duvets or quilts back then, it was ex army blankets....

No form of punishment ,the cane at school never did me any harm(well it did but you wouldn't let the administrator of said punishment know) ,we had a Scott's technical drawing teacher you only played him up once ,he had a slipper wich I swear belonged to coco the clown ,you were made to bend over in front of the whole class only to be told not far enough he wanted to see the stitching in your trousers stretched to the limit only then would he strike ,you never went home and told because you'd likely get one off your dad as well ,you never spoke badly to my mum in the kitchen she could catch you on the elbow with a wooden spoon with ninja like speed.
Smoking in the cinema smokers on the left non sitting on the right ,if you wanted a fag(rember when that meant cigarette) on the bus it was upstairs only.
When with your first car(s) you got stopped by the police for having say a bulb out you made sure you heeded the advice and went straight up the local petrol station and fixed it now rather than point out the problem they get pissed of if they can't find anything to knick you for ,still that goes back to when they were concerned with solving crime not your bulb broken.
Politicians who told the truth only to be dismissed as trouble ,only to find out they weren't far wrong years down the line ,but hey were still all here and all the above thoughts from you guys above have made me smile lets hope that doesn't get forgotten. Dave
Yes the cane, we became firm friends during my later years at school. Miss Stott had a slash with the cane that really stung, but oh! Miss Stott the dreams I had about her.... Many a time went home with the wealt marks still visible and dad coming home and giving you a swift one around the ear, mother took no nonsense either, it was the wooden tongues from the washing machine....
I remember on politician warning us there would be blood on our streets, he was castigated as being a trouble maker - now look at what we have - well warned Enoch.
 
Scratchbuilder said:
Not been to the cinema in years, when the mobile phone idiot was calling his/her mate to tell them about the film, or the constant noise from crisp and sweet bags or the moron that had seen the film 70 times and was giving a running commentary.
Parafin heater, had one of those in my bedroom during the winter made by Valor. No duvets or quilts back then, it was ex army blankets....
My local cinema is great (Frome). It costs four quid a ticket, decent seats, clientele are friendly, and they even bring out an ice cream lady after the adverts and before the main feature. Great stuff.
 
Ah yes - a juvenile visit to Approved School followed by a 'holiday' in Borstal :thinking:
Steve
Went there (Borstal), did not like it so 'escaped', then they did not want me, as I came from a rough area and was far to rough for the kids that were in there.
 
My local cinema is great (Frome). It costs four quid a ticket, decent seats, clientele are friendly, and they even bring out an ice cream lady after the adverts and before the main feature. Great stuff.
You are more civilised than the ill-mannered we have living in my area.
 
Cheap Rock Concert tickets.

I saw the Rolling Stones, Sounds Inc. and Inez and Charlie Fox at a concert at the Regal Cinema in Chester in the '60's....Row 10 in the middle, all for 7 shillings and sixpence!
 
Cheap Rock Concert tickets.

I saw the Rolling Stones, Sounds Inc. and Inez and Charlie Fox at a concert at the Regal Cinema in Chester in the '60's....Row 10 in the middle, all for 7 shillings and sixpence!
I can relate to that. My first Glastonbury cost me seven pound fifty, and it was half price if you turned up before lunchtime on Thursday.
 
Scratchbuilder said:
Yes the cane, we became firm friends during my later years at school. Miss Stott had a slash with the cane that really stung, but oh! Miss Stott the dreams I had about her.... Many a time went home with the wealt marks still visible and dad coming home and giving you a swift one around the ear, mother took no nonsense either, it was the wooden tongues from the washing machine....
I remember on politician warning us there would be blood on our streets, he was castigated as being a trouble maker - now look at what we have - well warned Enoch.
Ah yes, Enoch Powell. So glad that that nasty racist demagogue has disappeared, too.
 
Front gardens to be proud of I have often passed the house I grew up in use to have a nice garden with a big privet hedge now its all been paved over brings a bit of a tear to the eye especially when I remember how it used to look.

That is a sad reality, not sure why because gardening has something for everyone! you can put in as much or little effort as you like it encompasses art and science and it's a worthwhile satisfying thing to do, shame the BBC flagship gardening show has gone so woke!!
 
Scratchbuilder said:
Missing the old currency, that is part of the EU religion.
I’m not religious :) TBH, I prefer euros over guilders — no changing money needed in case you go abroad, prices in foreign web shops are immediately comparable without conversion, etc.
 
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