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  • Originally posted by Bigmallly View Post
    Because we are that old that we weren't allowed calculators in class...............
    so old that the only calculator was the smartypants who sat near Miss on the front row...

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    • Anyone else here remember being an Ink Monitor?
      Responsible for filling up the little white china inkwells on the right top corner of each pupil's wooden desk in the classroom. The ink was in a big brown earthenware jar, with a little spout. Almost impossible to pour it straight without getting it on your hands, school uniform, socks, face, hair...............my mother must have been so upset the day I was promoted to ink monitor

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      • Originally posted by DannyRam View Post
        When your old toys appear on Bargain Hunt and the Antiques Roadshow


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        or your old motorbike turns up as an exhibit in a transport museum, and you say "I know that bike, it was mine", before cringing as everybody is now looking at you and the grandson has tactfully vanished, they then watch you for your next statement...

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        • I remember the ink monitor spilling ink on my cardie and the teacher soaked it in milk hoping it would get the stains out. I can't remember if it worked or not all i remember is not having to drink that warm milk at play time.
          Location....East Midlands.

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          • Originally posted by Dorothy rouse View Post
            Here come on, no one on here can be THAT old?
            or recalling what you could buy with them, like dandelion and burdock pop...

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            • Originally posted by Nicos View Post
              It's free here...most blokes still take a leak by the side of the road!

              Talking of phones....typing in the first three letters of your village/ town name for the area code......and dialling 100 to speak to the operator ...having to book a time to be connected to make a long distance call.....peak phoning times ( when did they stop?)....dialling a number on that turning disc with holes in it, my mother's friend used to use a pencil to do it not sure if she had fat fingers or it was a hygiene thing!.....having to sit in the cold hallway at home to use the phone cos that's where the phone was installed....oh and I nearly forgot.....the big red heavy doored phone boxes which always had phone directories inside.
              and only "party" lines available, shared with mrs nosey down the road..

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              • Originally posted by mothhawk View Post
                When you remember what this was used for

                the key was used in the "stage" clocks beside certain bus stops, still have my dads drivers badge circa 1955....

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                • we know when we are old when we recall the 6d rush Saturday morning pictures with casey jones, zorro and the lone ranger on the telly just after the footy results , on childrens hour...

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                  • Hula hoops ( not the edible variety)
                    DottyR

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                    • Originally posted by Dorothy rouse View Post
                      Hula hoops ( not the edible variety)
                      I begged my parents for weeks for one I finally got one which I loved. Seen some in the supermarket earlier and was going to get my little girl one until I remembered the dog that's eat the house if bricks were slightly easier to chew...


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                      • I lurved hula hooping - could keep gyrating for hours.
                        Now, I can just about get inside a hula hoop. I'm sure they used to be bigger

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                        • Originally posted by Mumbles View Post
                          I begged my parents for weeks for one I finally got one which I loved. Seen some in the supermarket earlier and was going to get my little girl one until I remembered the dog that's eat the house if bricks were slightly easier to chew...


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                          Mumbles, I think you are much much too young, I 'm talking about about waaaaaayyyyyy back in history, 1960's, starchy petticoats and rock n roll.
                          DottyR

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                          • Your family GP, used to visit you at home, without you planning to be ill 3 weeks in advance!
                            DottyR

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                            • Remember being shipped off to other people’s homes if their kids had had chicken pox, measles, mumps etc. That way we all had it together.
                              Every Sunday night we had our hair washed with my nans witches brew of boiled nettles and vinegar to stop us getting nits. It worked, but maybe that was because we didn’t smell too good so nobody came close!

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                              • Originally posted by Greenleaves View Post
                                Remember being shipped off to other people’s homes if their kids had had chicken pox, measles, mumps etc. That way we all had it together.\
                                That's still common now so don't think that one makes you old
                                Last edited by veggiechicken; 26-06-2014, 10:21 PM. Reason: Fixing quote ;)

                                Some of us live in the past, always talking about back then. Some of us live in the future, always planning what we are going to do. And, then there are those, who neither look behind or ahead, but just enjoy the moment of right now.

                                Which one are you and is it how you want to be?

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