I don't think they would believe it nowadays?

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Sandyn

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I was just thinking of some of the things from when I was younger that people would have difficulty believing today, but it's not really all that long ago. First one was when some people from the military came to school and told us what to do in the event of a nuclear bomb being dropped. The best advice they offered was to get down as flat as possible on the ground bury your face in the ground, hands over the top, :LOL: :LOL:

Second one, my wife reminded me a couple of days ago...'Remember when there were two mail deliveries a day?'
 
What? You still don’t do that? Ha ha, mind you I draw the line at mouldy bread. I remember the old, what to do in the event of a nuclear attack advice, something about removing all the doors and building a shelter under the stairs, perhaps somebody can remind me – all total b-llocks of course. Ian
I remember the milk being left on the doorstep in very cold weather and the foil top would be stood on the top of 3 inches of frozen solid cream that had ejected out of the top of the bottle. Memories. Before you know it we’ll be on to Monty Python. Ian
 
Cutting the mould off the outside of the cheese, then eating the rest as normal :sick:

Luxury. We used to dream of having the mould.

I remember the weekly nuclear attack drills in school in the early 60's. We had to crawl under our desks and wait for either the blast or the all-clear siren. We knew what to do when we heard the all-clear siren, but no one ever explained to us second graders what to do in the event of a blast. I don't remember ever asking.
 
Cutting the mould off the outside of the cheese, then eating the rest as normal :sick:

I still do that. Cheese is made of mould anyway, at least thats my logic (still alive so far). Not doing it on bread though.
I miss proper milk with cream on the top too.

Another one is people smoking basically everywhere all the time, I remember not really being able to see through the fog on the top deck of the bus.

Ollie
 
What about racing round and round the block in town every night in our Ford Anglias , minis and Cortinas with rarely a Constable to be seen.
 
I had a conversation with my wife's niece ( 20 years old) last year and was trying to explain to her that telephones used to have a dial on them that you had to put your finger in and turn the dial, let it go and then wait until it went back, stopped before you then had to dial the next digit in the phone number.......She thought I was joking and I'd just made it up....😀 I said there used to be a little book by the phone that had your friends and family phone numbers in it written down....or, you had to be able to remember all the numbers....She thought I was drunk!!!
 
Mouldy bread, worst bit was finding the mould after you've already eaten some of it, made me puke everytime :sick::sick::sick::sick::sick::sick:
 
Fiddling the Post Office (before BT came along) As kids going out in the evening we used to have a pre-arranged code so that 2 rings from a preselected public telephone box meant that we wanted to come home. Mum/Dad would then come and collect us in the car (Morris Traveller!) Mind you, we often couldn't get through as our phone was on a party line (for the uninitiated, a telephone line shared between 2 properties)
 
Square hay bales that you stacked by hand. Hardware shops with men in brown coats behind the counter, and you had to ask for what you wanted (Four candles). Sexist comedy. The mad glasses women wore in the 60s that they thought were fashionable.

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"The past is a foreign country - they do things differently there"

Just in case our foreign friends have gone through life without seeing it:
 
I remember as a kid having separate milk & bread deliveries before the co-op amalgamated them. Albert fen the bread man delivered bread on a horse drawn carriage, he retired when they went onto electric floats.

My mum use to reminisce about having a bath once a week in a metal tub in front of the fire in the back room. Kids today would be horrified, they all want their personal private space when bathing which is rather ironic as they appear to be happy to send naked photos of themselves to complete strangers on the internet 🤷‍♂️
 
I remember using a wind up telephone (Alderney, 1968) and a hand pumped petrol pump (near Plymouth, 1978).
I remember my father paying £1000 for a new car and then paying £2,700 for a phone to go in it. (1966 -7)
 

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