Thread: Those were the days

When my mother in Law comes to eat
she clears the table like a hurdler.

Originally Posted by david44

Oh yes, what was it called? They had same game on tables in the pub for a while.

Also teletext and ceefax on tv at night

Atari?

Then came Sinclair ZX spectrum and you could programme your own.

Sunday afternoons with the countdown to the top10 singles on radio

Waking up to a hard Dick and Clark..

Originally Posted by fishlocker

Waking up to a hard Dick and Clark..

erm....no i' m not going to ask

Or a hard days night.


Norwegian Wood?

Originally Posted by VocalNeal

I believe it was called PONG

Green owed , I 'd thought you were a piss taker like me so I googled teh other answer Atari and discovered it was indeed Atari PONG' your Alzheimers is less than mine, I can rmember the garden when I was kid but not where my car keys are 5 m ago....

Books and stuff like that?

Steam trains in seepan don.

The Stoker

Originally Posted by david44

Ah yes Dry Sunday pm 2-7pm pus locked and all day in Wales (hence many clubs)

Yep sunday, 11am-2pm in pub, 2pm to 7pm in club (golf/rugger), 7pm til 11pm pub - not so bad but christ when you were a kid there's only so much vimto you can drink.

Now all changed with the pit closures, everyone under 50 is on the"O be joyfull" as me nan used to call it, dole.

TOP DEFINITION
Stoker
A MEM (Marine Engineering Mechanic) in the Royal Navy. Also known as Bilge Rats and Spanner Wankers. Usually recognised by the greasy blue overalls and wearing a pair of ear defenders around their necks.
Wiggy: There's smoke coming out of the engine room.
Slinger: Call the Chief Stoker, he's on duty tonight.
by Mr Rusher August 17, 2007

Originally Posted by fishlocker

Steam trains in seepan don.

Used to know a bloke from Tenby in Wales who was a train driver, in true Welsh form everyone called him Mervin Tenby, or Mervin the steam.....boyo. He was about 6'5" big in all directions and had a ZZ Top beard before they did but got let down by quite a squeeky voice, not that anyone took the piss mind. Used to play billiards with him as a kid - great bloke and he used to let me ride the footplate. Ahh life was good.

Originally Posted by fishlocker

Steam trains in seepan don.

Si Phan Don (Four Thousand Islands, in Lao ສີ່ພັນດອນ) ??????

The saxophone.


Never claimed to be an English major.




Just the fish

Originally Posted by fishlocker

The saxophone.


Never claimed to be an English major.




Just the fish

Fish, you're a lovely bloke and don't take this the wrong way but sometimes after a day at work you make my head hurt.

Imagine how mine feilds?

Football cards - playing flicks at school, and marbles. Bulldog in the playground, coming home with your trousers ripped where you'd fallen over and getting a leathering for it. Who can forget Susan, bless her who showed me her foo foo when we were 10 in the long jump pit.

I remember Christmas and the leather goods it brought.

Who could forget that belt in the mouth and the boot in the ass.


Just kidding though corporal punishment was the norm back in the day.

I'll never forget my fifth grade review. My father slapped me so hard it hurt him.

Originally Posted by fishlocker

corporal punishment was the norm back in the day.

Yep, I actually preferred the cane to the dap (Gym Shoe), if you got the dap the teacher would always use a guy called Stephen Athey's shoe who had size 13s at 12 and he took a proper wind up at it the fukin sadist. I gotta say though i never got either that i didn't deserve and unlike the little shits these days respected the teachers - you knew where the line was and if you crossed it what you'd get - fair enough in my book. I only wish the same was true of my dear father.

Originally Posted by fishlocker

I'll never forget my fifth grade review. My father slapped me so hard it hurt him.

My best day was chasing a mate down the school corridors, he slammed a wire reinforced glass door on me which i managed take most of its momentum out with my head, but broke the glass clean out. Got picked up by the teacher taken to the nurse who applied a bandage and cold compress and allowed me to sit quietly for 1/2 hour after which it was deemed that i was recovered enough to visit the head teacher Mr Clark who promptly administered 10 of the best with a cane. I was then made to wait whilst the typist produced a letter for me to take home to my parents explaining the incident along with an invoice. No point tearing it up i was told because the letter requested me and my parents attendance the following evening after school. Sooo once i'd got home and my father read the letter off came his belt and he chose the left cheek, the one clarkie had not touched to help me see the error of my ways. Kind of a connect 3 perfect storm, took me a while to forgive me mate for that one.