malkiserow Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking . As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun. We drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because...... WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them. We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these Accidents We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out any eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you Want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?! PS -The BIG type is because your eyes are shot at your age Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vole Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Well said.You put into words what I clumsilly try to tell my kid as I holler instructions on how to be safe on her bike today. B) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
steve_b_wales Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Brought back many memories B) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DirtyDeeds Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Aye, we were 'appy in those days. Even though we were poor..... Because we were poor.... etc, etc But you tell the kids that nowdays.... Brought back some memories for me also! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedRSR Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Never having to lock your door, big bag of sweets for 1 penny, getting clipped round the head by plod for no lights on pushbike and being told to walk it home........and doing so!, being "seen and not heard". Where did it all go wrong? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mossy835 Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 them were the good old days. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lurcherboy Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Old but good to see it again B) LB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DirtyDeeds Posted August 21, 2007 Report Share Posted August 21, 2007 Never having to lock your door, big bag of sweets for 1 penny, getting clipped round the head by plod for no lights on pushbike and being told to walk it home........and doing so!, being "seen and not heard". Where did it all go wrong? Ah! Human rights and political correctness. Spare the rod and spoil the child, that's what my grandad used to say. Nowdays, if little Johny's good we can give him sweeties, but if he's bad we must sit him down like a little gerbil and say "baaaad Johnny". Well, that certainly worked didn't it; now kids have got a definate division between right and wrong, and know the consequences thereof; nothing! Personally, where did it all go wrong? Well we should never have climbed out of the trees! But then some monkeys still haven't..... And he's in charge of the United States! Urgh! Ooomph. Someones just knocked me off my soapbox! Amongst my music I used to like disco, and surprisingly, rock (all sorts, really). I listen to the heavy thrash metal now, and the rapping bass garage stuff, and understand what my parents went through! I built my kids a go-kart with a plank of wood and old pram wheels, a snow sleigh out of a wooden pallet (the metal tie down strips really made that thing go!). I wonder if they'll look back and say "them were the good ol' days"? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
peter-peter Posted August 22, 2007 Report Share Posted August 22, 2007 First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking . As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun. We drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because...... WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them. We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these Accidents We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out any eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you Want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?! PS -The BIG type is because your eyes are shot at your age you forgot we rode bikes with no brakes, using our feet on the wheels to stop and got 2 weeks off school to help on the farm picking taties. for three old pence a sack. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DirtyDeeds Posted August 22, 2007 Report Share Posted August 22, 2007 There was a bakers on the corner of my road, E Mays & sons. For tuppence you could go and get a bag of broken biscuits; they really were broken and they were the best tasting biscuits I've ever had! Why should a bag of mixed up, broken bourbon creams, custard creams, choccy digestives, etc, taste better than the 'prim and proper packets' we have now? NO idea whatsoever! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
peter-peter Posted August 22, 2007 Report Share Posted August 22, 2007 There was a bakers on the corner of my road, E Mays & sons. For tuppence you could go and get a bag of broken biscuits; they really were broken and they were the best tasting biscuits I've ever had! Why should a bag of mixed up, broken bourbon creams, custard creams, choccy digestives, etc, taste better than the 'prim and proper packets' we have now? NO idea whatsoever! more history. we used to collect empty jam jars and take to the local grocers and he gave us a farthing a jar. whowee. todays prices . 960 jars for a quid. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DirtyDeeds Posted August 23, 2007 Report Share Posted August 23, 2007 we used to collect empty jam jars and take to the local grocers and he gave us a farthing a jar. whowee.todays prices . 960 jars for a quid. That's just under 10 jars a penny; that's inflation for you! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jay Posted August 27, 2007 Report Share Posted August 27, 2007 you forgot to mention going to the sweet shop with your ration card,happy days. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chunk Posted August 28, 2007 Report Share Posted August 28, 2007 There was a bakers on the corner of my road, E Mays & sons. For tuppence you could go and get a bag of broken biscuits; they really were broken and they were the best tasting biscuits I've ever had! Why should a bag of mixed up, broken bourbon creams, custard creams, choccy digestives, etc, taste better than the 'prim and proper packets' we have now? NO idea whatsoever! more history. we used to collect empty jam jars and take to the local grocers and he gave us a farthing a jar. whowee. todays prices . 960 jars for a quid. We did that with corona bottles, which seemed to be discarded everywhere. A morning searching and taking them to the village shop was rewarded with a bottle of pop. Now i cant believe i used to disappear for the day when i was young. Cycle to the next village to see mates, but not see a car on the road. Walk down the river to the weir, or mooch about with catapults in woodland. We had fights but nobody seemed to get hurt, and knives werent carried. 04.00 on a weekend morning in the summer, my mate tapping on my bedroom window. Get up grab the dog and ferrets, off out for a days rabbiting. Sell the rabbits through the village late afternoon, and home for tea. Straw cart, and haycart for pocket money in the summer, sat on top of the bales at an unsafe hight on the trailer going back to the farm. Turkey plucking near christmas. Showing up at anyones house and being fed and watered by their mum, before disappearing off again.Walking down through the village and knowing everyone. Wearing wellies all day to cover all eventualities, from catching sticklebacks in the stream, to climbing manure heaps. Going home on a sunday evening covered in cow manure, after having the mother of all cow dung fights, and not understanding why mum was so annoyed about having to wash a school coat. The closest my lad gets to the great outdoors is coming shooting with me, but thats more than some get. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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