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Post by wagsastokie on Oct 19, 2021 12:11:27 GMT
Standing at the football with the smell of beer and pipes and fags With the hissing sound from pocket radios whilst they were tuning in to the sport Then walking home hearing the tune to sports report from the for mentioned radios And standing in a huddle outside a television shop and watch the results and tables
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Post by wagsastokie on Oct 19, 2021 12:19:52 GMT
My dad giving me money every evening to fetch the last edition of the evening paper With the stop press strip across the bottom of the front and back with the late racing results Their was always enough for a couple of sweets
Then of course the pink un when we got home from the match with the local football results and a report from the game we’d just watched
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 19, 2021 12:23:36 GMT
Having to stand in front of the fire holding a page of the sentinel to draw the fire 🔥 the days when it was a "massive" paper too big for me to hold to read. The trick was to lean the coal shovel over the grate and the suction held the paper in place , it did burst into flames sometimes and we had bits of burning paper floating around the living room . Did you ever make sticks using platted newspapers, if you had no wood sticks . Also rubbing my grandads Digger pipe baccy . It came In little sheets and had to be shredded. My grandad went to the pub at the bottom of our road everyday to play crib . He would drink neat Johnny walker come home and fall Sleep till teatime. The woman 2 doors down in an identical semi often came round and ask my mum to come and get him from her house as he would often go there and drop of in her place by mistake
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Post by questionable on Oct 19, 2021 13:31:03 GMT
Having to stand in front of the fire holding a page of the sentinel to draw the fire 🔥 the days when it was a "massive" paper too big for me to hold to read. The only reason my dad bought the news of the world it was cheap and to draw the fire all week Used to love toast done on an open coal fire 😀😀
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Post by dexta on Oct 19, 2021 13:34:09 GMT
Can remember when we use to go up a farm up fen Park and fuck about in the barns till one night the farmer turned up in his van.. He jumped out of his van and started to leg it towards us cut along story short I fell and the farmer grabbed me and threw me in the back of his van and down to longton police station police took me home after giving me a right earful.. Mmy old was not happy with me turning up at home in the back of a police car.. My old man was on noons which was a stroke of luck.. Until about 10.30 bedroom door flew open my old man just standing there could still see the pit dust around his eyes. Off came his belt and a crack across my arse.. Looking back was my dad wrong was he fuck I deserved it and I bloody learned from it
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Post by wagsastokie on Oct 19, 2021 14:26:53 GMT
Can remember when we use to go up a farm up fen Park and fuck about in the barns till one night the farmer turned up in his van.. He jumped out of his van and started to leg it towards us cut along story short I fell and the farmer grabbed me and threw me in the back of his van and down to longton police station police took me home after giving me a right earful.. Mmy old was not happy with me turning up at home in the back of a police car.. My old man was on noons which was a stroke of luck.. Until about 10.30 bedroom door flew open my old man just standing there could still see the pit dust around his eyes. Off came his belt and a crack across my arse.. Looking back was my dad wrong was he fuck I deserved it and I bloody learned from it The big lesson if you can’t outrun the farmer pick a slower one
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 19, 2021 14:50:38 GMT
Can remember when we use to go up a farm up fen Park and fuck about in the barns till one night the farmer turned up in his van.. He jumped out of his van and started to leg it towards us cut along story short I fell and the farmer grabbed me and threw me in the back of his van and down to longton police station police took me home after giving me a right earful.. Mmy old was not happy with me turning up at home in the back of a police car.. My old man was on noons which was a stroke of luck.. Until about 10.30 bedroom door flew open my old man just standing there could still see the pit dust around his eyes. Off came his belt and a crack across my arse.. Looking back was my dad wrong was he fuck I deserved it and I bloody learned from it Used to spend a bit time on local farms , pre 1967 foot & mouth we had 7 or 8 in our village , haymaking, driving a tractor aged 13 ish . Potato picking in autumn half term was Great we would wait outside the house 8 am all the young mums and kids and the old women the farmer went up and down the streets picking up families on tractor and trailer feet hanging over the edge packed lunches in our duffle bags. The a mile or 2 over fields to pick up the potatoes. I could make 5 shillings for the week (25p) big money . The field was on a slope we were at the bottom which was muddy and wasn't the best amount of spuds . When I asked my mum why the old women had the best bit of the field at the top with the most spuds per yard. She said as the old women died off the younger ones moved up the field year by year
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Post by alsagerstokie on Oct 19, 2021 16:34:34 GMT
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 19, 2021 17:38:21 GMT
Kickstart during half term
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Post by mickeythemaestro on Oct 19, 2021 17:51:30 GMT
Kickstart during half term I absolutely fookin loved this programme. And I mean fookin loved it. So much so me and my bro got my mum to take us round every motor bike place in Stoke and surrounds we could find in the yellow pages to try and find a mini motorbike for the 50 odd quid me and my brother had saved up. She knew we wouldn't find anything and it was all just a cruel ruse to keep us strung along. Gutted. Didn't really have anywhere to ride it anyway, didn't think that far ahead. Looking back the guys in the shops must have been pissing themselves laughing at us pair of dickheads as we left their premises empty handed with our 50 nicker
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 19, 2021 17:53:48 GMT
Kickstart during half term I absolutely fookin loved this programme. And I mean fookin loved it. So much so me and my bro got my mum to take us round every motor bike place in Stoke and surrounds we could find in the yellow pages to try and find a mini motorbike for the 50 odd quid me and my brother had saved up. She knew we wouldn't find anything and it was all just a cruel ruse to keep us strung along. Gutted. Didn't really have anywhere to ride it anyway, didn't think that far ahead. Looking back the guys in the shops must have been pissing themselves laughing at us pair of dickheads as we left their premises empty handed with our 50 nicker £50 would have got you 2 boggy 90’s!😉
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Post by napperwainwright on Oct 19, 2021 18:10:23 GMT
Being a member of the Tufty Club, when I was at Infants School.
During the 1960's, Tufty the Squirrel "fronted" the Rospa campaign for the prevention of accidents amongst Children.
I particularly remember Tufty's focus being on road safety.
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 19, 2021 18:13:48 GMT
The cycling proficiency where all the kids road in a line behind the teacher in hi viz vests
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Post by questionable on Oct 19, 2021 18:31:05 GMT
The cycling proficiency where all the kids road in a line behind the teacher in hi viz vests Ah yes Viz, loved it. Roger Melly the man on Telly.
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Oct 19, 2021 19:06:31 GMT
The cycling proficiency where all the kids road in a line behind the teacher in hi viz vests Ah yes Viz, loved it. Roger Melly the man on Telly. Used to have these short Viz cartoons on VHS, brilliant!
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Post by questionable on Oct 19, 2021 19:32:39 GMT
I had a Sam Clucas (non) action figure, forever going missing.
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 19, 2021 21:03:11 GMT
Butlins beaver club
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 19, 2021 22:53:19 GMT
The cycling proficiency where all the kids road in a line behind the teacher in hi viz vests Did mine at St Thomas’s RC Primary. Wore my triangular badge with pride😃
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 19, 2021 22:56:37 GMT
Having to stand in front of the fire holding a page of the sentinel to draw the fire 🔥 the days when it was a "massive" paper too big for me to hold to read. The only reason my dad bought the news of the world it was cheap and to draw the fire all week Few titties in it too. So I am told anyway….
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 20, 2021 6:11:27 GMT
The cycling proficiency where all the kids road in a line behind the teacher in hi viz vests Did mine at St Thomas’s RC Primary. Wore my triangular badge with pride😃 My kids are doing it this week
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 20, 2021 8:14:34 GMT
I think this guy was was other worldly
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Post by questionable on Oct 20, 2021 14:23:08 GMT
Kickstart during half term I did trial bike competitions for a few years but it’s so boring, ended up jacking it in and doing motocross which was superb but expensive and played havoc with my Saturday nights out (early Sunday morning trips and racing mid morning when still severely hungover). Finished off doing grass tracking (speedway on grass) and a few enduros.
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Post by dexta on Oct 20, 2021 15:23:56 GMT
Hedge hopping start at top of Street go all the way down street hopping those edges
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Post by danceswithclams on Oct 20, 2021 15:36:14 GMT
Ah yes Viz, loved it. Roger Melly the man on Telly. Used to have these short Viz cartoons on VHS, brilliant! Voiced by none other than Peter Cook. I too had these on VHS (given to me by my cool uncle, much to the chagrin of me mother). One that sticks in the mind is an episode of Roger Melly in which he pitches a game show called 'Celebrity Bumholes', the premise of which was that contestants must identify said celebrities purely by looking at their rusty sheriff's badge. Viz basically predicted 'Naked Attraction' 30 years ahead of it becoming a reality.
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Post by phileetin on Oct 20, 2021 15:50:14 GMT
rice pudding with skin on
Dipping bread in proper beef dripping
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Post by NassauDave on Oct 20, 2021 19:14:11 GMT
Tinga and Tucker the two little fuckers, bears.
Esso Blue.
The corner greengrocer on Seaford Street Shelton that smelled like a ploughed field.
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Post by hoffgreen on Oct 20, 2021 19:28:13 GMT
70s council house. Icicles on the inside of the metal frame single glazed windows during winter. Blankets on the beds, no duvets just lots and lots of blankets. Fucking freezing as Mickey Thomas would say!
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Post by dexta on Oct 20, 2021 19:35:49 GMT
Green shield stamps and essso collection coins
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Post by AlliG on Oct 20, 2021 19:41:35 GMT
Tinga and Tucker the two little fuckers, bears. Esso Blue. The corner greengrocer on Seaford Street Shelton that smelled like a ploughed field. Blimey! that is a blast from the past! I remember going to see them and "Auntie" Jean at Trentham Gardens in probably 1964 or 65. Index finger along the nose and nod your head. It's no wonder so many kids from that time were a bit disturbed.
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Post by harryburrows on Oct 20, 2021 20:05:35 GMT
Cigarette coupons Cigarette cards Plastic roses free with Daz Loose tea from coop Loose biscuits from Woolworths Buying broken biscuits from woolies with pocket money Hot peanuts from Woolworths
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