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Post by claytonscrubs on Oct 16, 2021 12:11:33 GMT
Fondling my first girlfriend’s tits behind The Dick Turpin pub, Castle.
A very pleasant experience.
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Post by franklin on Oct 16, 2021 12:27:00 GMT
Not able to do this nowadays but riding my mates knackered old Honda bog seat around the sandhills at the back of Willfield High. Taking it in turns to have a wizz about.
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 16, 2021 13:10:45 GMT
Not able to do this nowadays but riding my mates knackered old Honda bog seat around the sandhills at the back of Willfield High. Taking it in turns to have a wizz about. Haha classic. Boggy 90😀
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Post by dexta on Oct 16, 2021 13:40:05 GMT
Putting cow horns on your bike.. Going down pit bank on cardboard in the summer. Getting a lorry inner tube chuck it in sammies pool and we all jumped on.goong down hollings Street bank on a own made go cart big pram wheels at the back small ones on the front steering with your feet and a piece of string.. Fuckin shit myself doing that but we were fearless back then straight back up to top of the bank. Priceless memories
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Post by sorethumbs on Oct 16, 2021 23:57:44 GMT
Iron Donkers - that's what we used to call them. Iron balls of various sizes. Used to find them lying around, somebody told me they were used by the pottery industry for mixing or something. Anybody remember them or can expand on their purpose?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2021 7:04:06 GMT
When my parents got our first colour television in the late 60's - I seem to remember it was from Radio Rentals. Our elderly neighbours came round to watch it a couple of times as they had black and white and never got a colour one. (I don't suppose they needed to when they could nip round and watch ours for free ).
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 17, 2021 7:23:39 GMT
Spokey dokies and Kellogg’s Tony the Tiger reflectors on me bike wheels
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Post by fishlovesoatcakes on Oct 17, 2021 7:37:36 GMT
CB radio. 10 4, 10 4 for a copy. My handle was Captain Birdseye.
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Post by cobhamstokey on Oct 17, 2021 7:46:19 GMT
Having a binatone B and W console after my dad won 500 pounds on the Stoke City lottery. Also my blue Raleigh Grifter and playing Freddie Truman’s test match one of the best games ever. Gutted when the bowlers slide broke.
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Post by crouchpotato1 on Oct 17, 2021 10:39:13 GMT
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 17, 2021 11:47:50 GMT
When my parents got our first colour television in the late 60's - I seem to remember it was from Radio Rentals. Our elderly neighbours came round to watch it a couple of times as they had black and white and never got a colour one. (I don't suppose they needed to when they could nip round and watch ours for free ). I think it was a straight choice between Radio Rental or Redifution
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 17, 2021 11:56:34 GMT
In my infant school I was ink monitor . I would mix powdered ink and water in a big white enamel jug . The fill up countless China inkwells take the round to the class rooms . Then Biros well invented the school bought them and I lost my job . I was milk monitor for a while , little 1/3 pint glass bottles .
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Post by werrington on Oct 17, 2021 12:00:10 GMT
When my parents got our first colour television in the late 60's - I seem to remember it was from Radio Rentals. Our elderly neighbours came round to watch it a couple of times as they had black and white and never got a colour one. (I don't suppose they needed to when they could nip round and watch ours for free ). I think it was a straight choice between Radio Rental or Redifution Redifusion always had the box on the windowsill that you changed channels with BBC1,BBC2, ITV, and radio2 were the only channels available back then The tele also used to finish at midnight with the national anthem 😊
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Post by werrington on Oct 17, 2021 12:02:45 GMT
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Post by Dutchpeter on Oct 17, 2021 12:30:03 GMT
Best man falls was quite fun to be fair Building treehouses and bases in the woods a personal favourite. You wouldn’t catch kids doing that these days. Using brains and brawn, quality. Having a base was fantastic, always loads of old doors and timber to build one loafing about. Invariably there’d always be old mattresses and carpets to fit out the interior. Every autumn when the leaves are gone, the remains of me and my mates treehouse’s reveal themselves on the A34 by London Road bowling club. It was insane that 8,9,10 year old lads climbing trees that big, let alone hauling up material to build the treehouse. I think our favourite base was an old garden shed with a window where we’d watch the rain come down and read comics. We had a load of derelict terrace houses round my way, and we collected all the old GPO phones in them and tried to sell them on a street corner. Guffawing adults politely refused a phone for 50p, before a mark two escort panda car pulled up and we escaped into abandoned houses. We watched through the holes in the roof as the old bill loaded the phones into the boot. It makes me laugh this urban explorer malarkey as small children had invented this decades before. One wheeze we had was to drop old aerosol cans onto a camp fire. We watched the cans fly up like a mortar bomb before landing in the Cherry Tree pub garden. This fun was ended when one can fired out at a grass skimming trajectory and hit a police BMW motorcycle. Luckily it only bounced off the bike, and once more we retreated to our secret places and emergency retreat routes. We once found a cardboard drum with a lid, and took it in turns to go inside and get rolled down a hill with oncoming traffic. I remember brilliant races with home made go carts. I also remember wearing wellies in the summer and holes in my trousers because my mum and dad didn’t have a pot to piss in. I also remember the generosity of the neighbourhood adults who’d pay you for chores, or give you old football programmes. Great days, I’d never, ever change it.
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 17, 2021 12:39:43 GMT
I think it was a straight choice between Radio Rental or Redifution Redifusion always had the box on the windowsill that you changed channels with BBC1,BBC2, ITV, and radio2 were the only channels available back then The tele also used to finish at midnight with the national anthem 😊 Mate I remember the tele finishing a bit earlier, the last programme was prisoner cell block H , depressing to say the least
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Post by werrington on Oct 17, 2021 12:57:19 GMT
Redifusion always had the box on the windowsill that you changed channels with BBC1,BBC2, ITV, and radio2 were the only channels available back then The tele also used to finish at midnight with the national anthem 😊 Mate I remember the tele finishing a bit earlier, the last programme was prisoner cell block H , depressing to say the least Central were the first channel to go 24 hours around 1986 mate
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Post by zerps on Oct 17, 2021 13:05:20 GMT
White dog shit
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Post by dexta on Oct 17, 2021 13:11:21 GMT
I think it was a straight choice between Radio Rental or Redifution Redifusion always had the box on the windowsill that you changed channels with BBC1,BBC2, ITV, and radio2 were the only channels available back then The tele also used to finish at midnight with the national anthem 😊 was it radio rentals you had to put money in the back off it
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 17, 2021 13:29:02 GMT
Panda pop. Selection boxes at Christmas. Blakey’s on my school shoes.( The sound was great!) Fights on the school bus. Quink. Stealing the vinegar from the Chinese chippy off the Strand in Longton and getting chased into Longton bus station by the owner. Summer days in Hanley Park. The ABC on a Saturday morning. If it was your birthday you went on the stage and they gave you a bar of chocolate.( I had three birthdays in 1970.) The Dandy annual at Christmas. Pot banks on terraced streets around Shelton. Under age drinking. I didn’t even like it, but I could get away with it, so I did it. The plank on the barbers chair so he could sit me up high enough to cut my hair. Playground nogger. 40 a side. My first trainers from Tesco in Stoke. The soles literally fell off. Nuns at St. Thomas’s school Hartshill. Violent bitches. Getting the cane for minor offences. Rally jackets. Stone Dri and Chawners up Hanley Duck.
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Post by crouchpotato1 on Oct 17, 2021 13:36:06 GMT
Did anyone else get an apple and an orange in their pillow case/sack with their Christmas presents🤔😄
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2021 13:39:47 GMT
Penny for the Guy.
Not seen any kids doing that for yonks.
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 17, 2021 13:50:05 GMT
Penny for the Guy. Not seen any kids doing that for yonks. Probably gone contactless mate.
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Post by Clayton Wood on Oct 17, 2021 15:19:33 GMT
I think it was a straight choice between Radio Rental or Redifution Redifusion always had the box on the windowsill that you changed channels with BBC1,BBC2, ITV, and radio2 were the only channels available back then The tele also used to finish at midnight with the national anthem 😊 We had one of them, had a knob that you turned and I think each 'station' was a letter of the alphabet? Fireball XL5 Stingray The Woodentops (got a few of them on here ) Super Car Watch with Mother Muffin the Mule (the practice has rightly been illegal for a number of years now...) EDIT: Found it!
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 17, 2021 15:37:21 GMT
Panda pop. Selection boxes at Christmas. Blakey’s on my school shoes.( The sound was great!) Fights on the school bus. Quink. Stealing the vinegar from the Chinese chippy off the Strand in Longton and getting chased into Longton bus station by the owner. Summer days in Hanley Park. The ABC on a Saturday morning. If it was your birthday you went on the stage and they gave you a bar of chocolate.( I had three birthdays in 1970.) The Dandy annual at Christmas. Pot banks on terraced streets around Shelton. Under age drinking. I didn’t even like it, but I could get away with it, so I did it. The plank on the barbers chair so he could sit me up high enough to cut my hair. Playground nogger. 40 a side. My first trainers from Tesco in Stoke. The soles literally fell off. Nuns at St. Thomas’s school Hartshill. Violent bitches. Getting the cane for minor offences. Rally jackets. Stone Dri and Chawners up Hanley Duck. I got banned from the Chinese in utch for nicking the soya sauce , the bastard even frisked me couple of times and I denied all knowledge, he never thought to check down my sock
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 17, 2021 15:40:14 GMT
Penny for the Guy. Not seen any kids doing that for yonks. Penny for the monkey dust addict as it’s known now
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 17, 2021 15:42:55 GMT
Rag tag and bobtail Listen with mother Watch with mother Bill & Ben the flower pot men TWIZZLE MR Pastry Harry worth George Formby Old mother Riley Torchy the battery boy Captain scarlet
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 17, 2021 15:51:47 GMT
On the days where my mum would palm me of at my nans I’d get up to a 3 course breakfast every day. Kellogg’s cornflakes with loads of sugar Boiled egg and soldiers Toast and marmalade Washed down with teapot tea. School clothes would be freshly ironed and hung up in front of the fire. Upon getting back from school a roast beef sandwich with pickles would await whilst watching Funhouse, Knightmare etc. Listen to the match on the wireless then 2 rounds of toasted cheese before bed.
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Post by partickpotter on Oct 17, 2021 15:57:08 GMT
Golden Nuggets.
Which were discontinued for some reason late in the 70s, only to return in a much diminished, and crappier) form.
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 17, 2021 16:19:31 GMT
Panda pop. Selection boxes at Christmas. Blakey’s on my school shoes.( The sound was great!) Fights on the school bus. Quink. Stealing the vinegar from the Chinese chippy off the Strand in Longton and getting chased into Longton bus station by the owner. Summer days in Hanley Park. The ABC on a Saturday morning. If it was your birthday you went on the stage and they gave you a bar of chocolate.( I had three birthdays in 1970.) The Dandy annual at Christmas. Pot banks on terraced streets around Shelton. Under age drinking. I didn’t even like it, but I could get away with it, so I did it. The plank on the barbers chair so he could sit me up high enough to cut my hair. Playground nogger. 40 a side. My first trainers from Tesco in Stoke. The soles literally fell off. Nuns at St. Thomas’s school Hartshill. Violent bitches. Getting the cane for minor offences. Rally jackets. Stone Dri and Chawners up Hanley Duck. I got banned from the Chinese in utch for nicking the soya sauce , the bastard even frisked me couple of times and I denied all knowledge, he never thought to check down my sock Hit dislike by mistake mate.
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