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Pasties please. And certainly not pasty’s.

Rockburner wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 4:24 pm

demographic wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 4:09 pm The building I was born in was a workhouse* and I've worked for the company that made the lift up door for the Millennial Falcon*
I've been on the blade of a shovel held at the back a van in the snow at 43 mph.


*Not when.I was there though.

BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Meh, just autocorrect innit.

Wossname wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 5:25 pm Pasties please. And certainly not pasty’s.

Mea culpa.

When I was at school, almost everyone in the place was skinny. (By today's standards ).

The 'nit nurse' appeared once a year at Junior school and we all got inspected. (Sounds like that may be happening again now).

We'd turn up at school and, with no prior notice, get jabbed. (None of this parental consent malarkey, get yer sleeve rolled up Sonny Jim. The place used to smell of methylated spirit. I think they sterilised the needle each time in a meths burner flame or something).

None of that 'you're all winners' blether either at Junior school. Cleverest sat at the back left, next in front of them etc up and down the rows until you reached the front right....and we all knew what the arrangement was.

I was talking to my younger daughter the other day about flight check-in - she'd wondered how the term came about given that it's just something we do on-line these days (and largely seems superfluous).

Tried to explain to her that to book a flight we used to go to see, or at least telephone, someone in an office who did pretty much only that for a living. And that when we booked a flight they gave us a little carbon-copy paper booklet with the flight details written in by hand.

We had a new apprentice a few years ago, His name was Jamie, the whole depot burst into a rendition of "Jamie and the Magic torch" and the poor lad stood there perplexed and the joke kind of evaporated when we had to explain it all.

MingtheMerciless wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 7:08 pm We had a new apprentice a few years ago, His name was Jamie, the whole depot burst into a rendition of "Jamie and the Magic torch" and the poor lad stood there perplexed and the joke kind of evaporated when we had to explain it all.

Do you have time to explain it again now?

ChrisW wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 7:03 pm I was talking to my younger daughter the other day about flight check-in - she'd wondered how the term came about given that it's just something we do on-line these days (and largely seems superfluous).

Tried to explain to her that to book a flight we used to go to see, or at least telephone, someone in an office who did pretty much only that for a living. And that when we booked a flight they gave us a little carbon-copy paper booklet with the flight details written in by hand.

Try explaining the British Caledonian (?) shuttle flights. Turn up at the airport at least 10 minutes before the flight, guaranteed a seat and virtually walk on with little or no fuss. If the plane is full they will put on another one (although there was often a fair bit of waiting for that to happen) Only London to Glasgow and Edinburgh IIRC, but a fantastic idea.

JackyJoll wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 8:56 pm

MingtheMerciless wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 7:08 pm We had a new apprentice a few years ago, His name was Jamie, the whole depot burst into a rendition of "Jamie and the Magic torch" and the poor lad stood there perplexed and the joke kind of evaporated when we had to explain it all.

Do you have time to explain it again now?

It was lost on me too.

Now, if he'd said 'Sparky's Magic Piano'.....or asked what the four feathers did in Four Feather Falls or who were Dr Beaker and Professor Popkiss (or Boris and Zarin) or wanted an impersonation of Robert the Robot, I'm yer man.

I had a copy of Sparky's Magic Piano on Betamax.

Still not sure I didn't imagine that, nice to hear someone else knows of it too.

People used to be openly racist, homophobic and misogynistic. Admittedly some fuckwits now consider their life work to be to part of a living museum to keep this alive.

If you were bald you had to wear a hat on a bus as not doing so would invite a sharp slap to the back of the head accompanied by the shout “slaphead!”.

Try explaining CB radio to 'em.

'I'm on square wheels in Rabbit Town. Come back good buddy'.

Not just the kids. I struggle, myself, to recognise that the generation before me put their hands up and volunteered to join the armed forces and go away to fight - yes literally- for this country. Conscription as well, but a lot of volunteering was done. They knew what they were facing, too, as we’re reminded every Nov 11th.

Try asking for that nowadays.

When my daughter was young, I explained how TV used to be in black and white and not in colour. I told her that when my friend's parents got a colour TV, there were only one or two programs broadcast in colour, and when one came on, they had a steady stream of neighbours walking through their house to see a colour TV program!

A few days later, I was taking her and her friends to their dance class, when my daughter suddenly pipes up with, Guess what, in the olden days, tv shows were all shown in B&W!

Olden days ffs!

Taipan wrote: Wed Jan 15, 2025 11:25 am When my daughter was young, I explained how TV used to be in black and white and not in colour. I told her that when my friend's parents got a colour TV, there were only one or two programs broadcast in colour, and when one came on, they had a steady stream of neighbours walking through their house to see a colour TV program!

A few days later, I was taking her and her friends to their dance class, when my daughter suddenly pipes up with, Guess what, in the olden days, tv shows were all shown in B&W!

Olden days ffs!

Did you tell her that in the olden days she'd have been the TV remote?

Wossname wrote: Wed Jan 15, 2025 11:05 am Try asking for that nowadays.

Seemed to work in Ukraine

We used to dress up in our best clothes when going on an aeroplane.

And we were allowed into the cockpit when it was in flight.

"Joey, have you ever been in a cockpit before? Have you ever seen a grown man naked?"

McNab wrote: Wed Jan 15, 2025 1:15 pm We used to dress up in our best clothes when going on an aeroplane.

And we were allowed into the cockpit when it was in flight.

"Joey, have you ever been in a cockpit before? Have you ever seen a grown man naked?"

My Dad used to dress in his best tweeds to go to the cinema....


(thankfully we manage to persuade him not to light up his pipe last time!)

Taipan wrote: Wed Jan 15, 2025 11:25 am When my daughter was young, I explained how TV used to be in black and white and not in colour. I told her that when my friend's parents got a colour TV, there were only one or two programs broadcast in colour, and when one came on, they had a steady stream of neighbours walking through their house to see a colour TV program!

A few days later, I was taking her and her friends to their dance class, when my daughter suddenly pipes up with, Guess what, in the olden days, tv shows were all shown in B&W!

Olden days ffs!

When my eldest lad was in early primary school,he had to do a project on what things were like years ago. Research involved a conversation with his Nana. He asked her,"Nana,did they have cutlery when you lived in the olden times"? Cue much merriment.

Count Steer wrote: Tue Jan 14, 2025 6:56 pm We'd turn up at school and, with no prior notice, get jabbed. (None of this parental consent malarkey, get yer sleeve rolled up Sonny Jim. The place used to smell of methylated spirit. I think they sterilised the needle each time in a meths burner flame or something).

I have asthma. When I was a kid there were no inhalers I got a steroid injection in the thigh each day. My mum used to boil the glass syringe and needle in a pan before use. The needle was the diameter of a drainpipe and just as blunt.

My legs were black and blue and the other kids thought it hilarious to thump them.

Fucking injections in the 60s