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You weren't the only one whose job it was to fill the things, and keep the wicks trimmed, I'd cry like a baby if my central heating packed up now........
Remember the 'ice man' as well, couldn't afford a fridge when ours packed up, so had a big buggar of a block delivered and put in the bath, lasted quite a few days and had to wash in an old tin bath........
Gobstoppers and 'firemans hose' sweets that seemed to be top of my favourites list.
Cakes from the bakery on the way home from school, end of the day stale items, mostly consisted of bread pudding that could be used to slab the streets, certainly filled an ever hungry school boy.
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Whatever happened to on 15:06 - Mar 23 with 1264 views
Well done digging that up. I probably only remembered it as part of a mnemonic about memorising the colours almond trees were painted (they had to be distinguished because they ripened at different times). It was Bm Bm Bm Bm, Milo blue. (Milo being the name of the pollinator, blue being the colour of the painted trunk band.)
I had an old Prefect with vacuum wipers. Stupid things went fast when you were stationary and slow when you put your toe down. When the thing got rusty and leaked, I had to operate the wipers with my hand under the dashboard and move the mechanical linkage manually - had to do this all the way to Somerset in pouring rain once!
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Whatever happened to on 15:31 - Mar 23 with 1228 views
Older than you probably ( see thread of a few weeks ago) as I'd grown out of them by the 60s. You're right about the Fruit salads but the Refreshers were cheaper in my day. I think you can still get Love Hearts.
Another, strange one was Parma Violets
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Whatever happened to on 15:37 - Mar 23 with 1221 views
Jumping Jack fireworks that had the uncanny knack of following you around if you dared run away. Hilarious, but dangerous.
Caps. No not ones you put on your head or some clumsy female contraceptive devise. Caps for toy guns. Kids buying reels of them by the load, putting a few together then stamping on them to make a louder explosion. Great in school corridors. I remember you could by a little rocket type plane shaped like a Meteor jet which you put the caps in behind the nose the fired the rocket with a catapult usually aimed at a wall or something. Then you hoped for a bang. You could also buy a plastic rocket, load it with caps and lob it into the air and listen to the bang when it hit the ground.
Who can remember making bolt bombs? Two bolts linked together by a nut. The aim was to fill the cavity by a loosely fitted nut on the end of one bolt with ground match ends, caps or firework powder, then fit on the other bolt, not too tight then slam the device has hard as you could onto the ground. If done properly the explosion was loud and one bolt would fly off in any direction. Great in school playgrounds or corridors. Hilarious, but dangerous as a couple of kids at my school found to their cost, thus bolt bombing was banned.
There aint half been some clever bastards.
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Whatever happened to on 16:11 - Mar 23 with 1203 views
Cap guns!!!! if I remember rightly you could buy a roll of caps that basically gave you a repeater gun, or rather your mum could buy you a roll.
No crying now lads but thanks to Ray Davies and the chords; 'G' 'F' 'D' with 'A' and 'C' thrown in.
Well, lived my life and never stopped to worry bout a thing Opened up and shouted out and never tried to sing Wondering if I'd done wrong Will this depression last for long?
Wont you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Well, once we had an easy ride and always felt the same Time was on our side and I had everything to gain Let it be like yesterday Please let me have happy days
Wont you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Ma and pa look back at all the things they used to do Didn't have no money and they always told the truth Daddy didn't have no toys And mummy didn't need no boys
Wont you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Well, yesterday was such an easy game for you to play But lets face it things are so much easier today Guess you need some bringing down And get your feet back on the ground
Wont you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
My Father had a profound influence on me, he was a lunatic.
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Whatever happened to on 16:28 - Mar 23 with 1177 views
The throwing of streamers of bog paper when a goal was scored. It was a spectacular sight. Bog paper wasn't just for wiping for your arse in those days.
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Whatever happened to on 16:32 - Mar 23 with 1169 views
Two feet of snow overnight. Burst pipes everywhere......Standpipes in the street.
The last milkman to deliver milk by Horse and Cart. People running out with a shovel to collect the horse shit..........strange, as no bastard had a garden.
Fireball XL5 Champion the Wonder Horse. Tuffty the Squirrel.....(could have a row with anyone) Twizzle.
The old fashioned Green 'Southdown Coaches,' out of Victoria for a day out at Brighton.
The School Dentist..........Most of them could have showed the Nazis a trick or two.
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Whatever happened to on 16:37 - Mar 23 with 1156 views
Maps. Road atlases and OS maps you had to read to find your way round. None of this Sat Nav tosh. A bloody computer telling you where to go and still getting it wrong, or people still not understanding them and getting lost. Pointless contraptions. Better off navigating by the stars.
There aint half been some clever bastards.
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Whatever happened to on 17:38 - Mar 23 with 1115 views
Them cap rockets were ace.Used to get them free in packets of cornflakes.
Remember the fireworks well.1d bangers and the big f*ck off 3d Cannon.Both painted a malicious red.We used to get them airfix battleships,go to all the trouble of glueing them together than stick 'em on a big bucket of water with a banger down the funnel.
Soft bicycle saddles that didn't rupture your arse.
Take one motorbike gauntlett nicked from one of the many Hells Angel wannabe elder brothers on the estate.A section of hoover tube or similar pipe material.Add a rocket or roman candle. YEAH ..Star Wars firework wars !!! Fcuk knows how none of us didnt end up like Nicki Lauda
Remember making genies? Gather up a few fireworks or the remains of spent ones, take out the powder and pile it up into a neat pyramid like mound. Throw on a match. BOOF! A big cloud of smoke and sparks mid air. The aim was to get out the way and quickly. One of my mates was a bit slow and one of these genies blew up in his face. He wasn't hurt luckily, but his face was black as the ace of spades and the powder residue wouldn't rub or wash off for ages.
What happened to taking wreckless risks? Everyone has to be so safe these days.
There aint half been some clever bastards.
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Whatever happened to on 20:11 - Mar 23 with 1046 views
We used to do penny for the guy outside Kensal Green station, it involved an initial layout of 6d for one of those cardboard guys masks. Then aquire about 5 bob and get loads of 1d bangers and 3d rockets and launch then from a bike pump. The fast trains behind the gun factory were a prime moving target.
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