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Things Us Old Farts Miss
Don’t get me wrong I love it that I can watch away midweeks live on various outlets. You can follow the games as things happen in loads of places. But getting home tonight got me thinking about the old broadsheet Echo. You’d listened to the game on the wireless last night (or usually just the second half), you’d read a small snippet about the game in that morning’s Daily Mirror, the main football stories were the European Cup matches.
The report in the big Echo was something to look forward to, I read it and read it again after a big away win, once when having my tea, then again later. Practically memorising Peter Corrigan’s or Peter Jackson’s words.
As I said, I do love news and sports at your fingertips but I am glad I lived in the evening Echo years, it was an institution in our house.
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Things i don't miss-Having to speak to a girl on the landline while my old man stared at me, going on about the cost of the call, and him hearing what i was saying. Tapping his watch, the old bastard :hehe:
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i miss being able to do an old fart
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Tuerto
Things i don't miss-Having to speak to a girl on the landline while my old man stared at me, going on about the cost of the call, and him hearing what i was saying. Tapping his watch, the old bastard :hehe:
Any smut talk that we need to know about? Or was you afraid of your old man taking notes?:hehe:
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splott parker
Any smut talk that we need to know about? Or was you afraid of your old man taking notes?:hehe:
I wouldn't entertain such a thing, the girls did though :hehe: I was seeing this Girl from Birtley in the North East, good grief, she was a wrong 'un....
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Tuerto
I wouldn't entertain such a thing, the girls did though :hehe: I was seeing this Girl from Birtley in the North East, good grief, she was a wrong 'un....
I can picture you, sat on the bottom of the stairs, phone in hand, one sided Geordie filth assaulting your ears, your old man glaring at you down the passage while you’re desperately attempting to hide your half hard on:hehe:
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How the f*ck did you railroad my innocent Echo reminisces?:hehe:
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splott parker
I can picture you, sat on the bottom of the stairs, phone in hand, one sided Geordie filth assaulting your ears, your old man glaring at you down the passage while you’re desperately attempting to hide your half hard on:hehe:
I think he's just reversed the Britt Ekland scene in Get Carter imho!
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I think he's just reversed the Britt Ekland scene in Get Carter imho!
He hasn’t replied for over an hour.......if he’s on that bloody phone again grrrrr, I’ll swing for him :hehe:
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splott parker
I can picture you, sat on the bottom of the stairs, phone in hand, one sided Geordie filth assaulting your ears, your old man glaring at you down the passage while you’re desperately attempting to hide your half hard on:hehe:
I couldn't understand a word she said to be honest, which was probably a good thing. Anyway, back on Topic. I miss the sound of Milk floats.
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Tuerto
I couldn't understand a word she said to be honest, which was probably a good thing. Anyway, back on Topic. I miss the sound of Milk floats.
I saw one in Sully this week, could hardly hear it though.
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splott parker
I saw one in Sully this week, could hardly hear it though.
Weird, they were always Battery operated, weren't they? Used to love that humming sound and the milk bottles knocking against each other. Lovely when you were tucked up in bed and you didn't have to be up for work. I might put one of those relaxation vids up on Youtube, 8 hrs of Milkfloat :hehe:
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Tuerto
Weird, they were always Battery operated, weren't they? Used to love that humming sound and the milk bottles knocking against each other. Lovely when you were tucked up in bed and you didn't have to be up for work. I might put one of those relaxation vids up on Youtube, 8 hrs of Milkfloat :hehe:
Dear God, this thread has veered from semi hard to semi skimmed:yikes:
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splott parker
Dear God, this thread has veered from semi hard to semi skimmed:yikes:
I was always a 'Full fat' man....
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Tuerto
I was always a 'Full fat' man....
A ‘Why Aye Man’............according to Miss Birtley 1964:hehe:
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splott parker
A ‘Why Aye Man’............according to Miss Birtley 1964:hehe:
'I'll fookin brayne ye' Translated to 'I'll ****ing Brain you' which meant (I think) that she was about to hit someone.
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splott parker
Don’t get me wrong I love it that I can watch away midweeks live on various outlets. You can follow the games as things happen in loads of places. But getting home tonight got me thinking about the old broadsheet Echo. You’d listened to the game on the wireless last night (or usually just the second half), you’d read a small snippet about the game in that morning’s Daily Mirror, the main football stories were the European Cup matches.
The report in the big Echo was something to look forward to, I read it and read it again after a big away win, once when having my tea, then again later. Practically memorising Peter Corrigan’s or Peter Jackson’s words.
As I said, I do love news and sports at your fingertips but I am glad I lived in the evening Echo years, it was an institution in our house.
A long long time ago I worked for a Works manager who used to stand by the clock at 6 am waiting for everyone to clock on.
After 5 minutes he’d take any cards left in the rack so if you were late and wanted to,clock on you’d have to go and find him.
Two of his favourite very loud ripostes were “what happened..shit the bed did you “ and “ did you bring the evening echo with you “
A very large chap with whom very very few people ever argued
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I miss Dial-a-Disc and particularly the woman on the line saying "that was Rivers of Baby Lon (sic) by Boney M" in a nasal Essex accent.
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Going into the local supermarket, picking up a Gayday and asking the assistant if they've got any Ayds?
Well okay, I never actually did that... but I could have. :hehe:
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Tuerto
I was always a 'Full fat' man....
Still am. We drink a lot of milk in this house.
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Tuerto
Weird, they were always Battery operated, weren't they? Used to love that humming sound and the milk bottles knocking against each other. Lovely when you were tucked up in bed and you didn't have to be up for work. I might put one of those relaxation vids up on Youtube, 8 hrs of Milkfloat :hehe:
A lot of them were three-wheelers without a steering 'wheel' as such, but they had like a metal bar that moved side-to-side.
Remember collecting the milk from outside the door, only to find the bluetits had pecked at the foil tops to get at the cream.
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Peanut Treets
Football Echo
White dog poo
The Empire Pool
Top Rank
County Cinema
Steam Trains
Foghorns in the Bristol Channel
Trolley buses
Hot salted peanuts
Collecting Brooke Bond tea cards
Combes Pasties.
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splott parker
Don’t get me wrong I love it that I can watch away midweeks live on various outlets. You can follow the games as things happen in loads of places. But getting home tonight got me thinking about the old broadsheet Echo. You’d listened to the game on the wireless last night (or usually just the second half), you’d read a small snippet about the game in that morning’s Daily Mirror, the main football stories were the European Cup matches.
The report in the big Echo was something to look forward to, I read it and read it again after a big away win, once when having my tea, then again later. Practically memorising Peter Corrigan’s or Peter Jackson’s words.
As I said, I do love news and sports at your fingertips but I am glad I lived in the evening Echo years, it was an institution in our house.
My mother always said, if it was a personal choice between going without food or going without the Echo, she'd choose the former.
She used to read it from cover to cover (even all of the 'Deaths' column).
Of course, the broadsheet version was ideal for rolling up and making them into firelighters by making a kind of knot out of them and putting them on the coal fire.
Also, the Echo broadsheet was the perfect size for placing over the fireplace and "drawing the fire" :hehe:
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Also, the Echo broadsheet was the perfect size for placing over the fireplace and "drawing the fire" :hehe:
Until it turned brown, caught fire and disappeared up the chimney !
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Until it turned brown, caught fire and disappeared up the chimney !
With your hands instinctively following it before you pulled them away a bit sharpish :hehe:
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At the risk of taking the thread back in a former direction, remember when blue tits used to peck their way though the foil milk bottle tops and start drinking what the milkman had delivered?
Also, I can remember getting told off something rotten by my parents when I either lost or forgot the green Shield stamps from a fairly big shop they’d sent me on.
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the other bob wilson
At the risk of taking the thread back in a former direction, remember when blue tits used to peck their way though the foil milk bottle tops and start drinking what the milkman had delivered?
Also, I can remember getting told off something rotten by my parents when I either lost or forgot the green Shield stamps from a fairly big shop they’d sent me on.
I lived in Garnlydan during the 1963 winter - bluetits didn't need to peck through the foil - the milk and cream had frozen and a small column of cream pushed the foil up an inch or so.
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the 'Pink' on a Saturday evening when you could read how shite (or not) your competitors had played.
Listening to the results on a Saturday evening with Dad marking his pools coupon. club names from Scotland that seemed so exotic and far away, like Hamilton Academicals. Even when I think of it now it reminds me of hot home made rice pudding.
Sittiing on the gate post listening to the roar of the Crowd in the old Arms Park to guess if Wales had scored. There was a lot less traffic in the 50s and the sound travelled up the river. (NB. I'm talking about the old old stadium with the wooden north stand.
The green grocer calling with his horse and cart 2 or 3 times a week. (Ours was Wallt Self)
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the other bob wilson
At the risk of taking the thread back in a former direction, remember when blue tits used to peck their way though the foil milk bottle tops and start drinking what the milkman had delivered?
Also, I can remember getting told off something rotten by my parents when I either lost or forgot the green Shield stamps from a fairly big shop they’d sent me on.
1/3rd pint bottles at primary school, with cardboard tops, left in crates in the playground, when it was cold, the tops used to get pushed off.
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FA Cup draw on a Monday, all gathering around the wireless
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Defenders who cleared the ball up the field, not passing straight to an attacker to score.
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You barely see milkmen these days, but they’re still around whereas I thought coalmen had been consigned to history books decades ago. However, I saw a lorry delivering coal to houses as recently as Monday - it must have been the 80s when I saw one before that.
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Being able to drive around freely without 20mph, bus lanes, coppers with speed guns, speed cameras, speed bumps and doddering idiots plodding up and down the road.
Being able to go to A&E and see someone in an hour, not wait in there for twenty-four hours.
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milk and papers delivered early morning (I did a paper round myself - got up at 5:30 :yikes: Not allowed now)
Baker van, Butcher van and "pop lorry" coming around every week.
Dad pulling into a petrol station and getting a pounds-worth of petrol - virtually filled the tank.
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bobh
milk and papers delivered early morning (I did a paper round myself - got up at 5:30 :yikes: Not allowed now)
Baker van, Butcher van and "pop lorry" coming around every week.
Dad pulling into a petrol station and getting a pounds-worth of petrol - virtually filled the tank.
My grandchildren won't believe me but when I first started driving (1968) I could buy 3 gallons of petrol for £1. That's equivalent to 7p per litre today!
Whilst on the topic of petrol prices, do any other old timers still think in gallons not litres? When you see local prices of about £1.55 a litre and motorway petrol station prices of £1.85 a litre 30p difference doesn't sound that bad until you think that's roughly £1.35 per gallon more!
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My pal went out with a Geordie lasd who was planning on getting a tattoo of Bob Dwyer. We asked who the hell he was turned out she meant barbed wire!!!
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Gofer Blue
My grandchildren won't believe me but when I first started driving (1968) I could buy 3 gallons of petrol for £1. That's equivalent to 7p per litre today!
Whilst on the topic of petrol prices, do any other old timers still think in gallons not litres? When you see local prices of about £1.55 a litre and motorway petrol station prices of £1.85 a litre 30p difference doesn't sound that bad until you think that's roughly £1.35 per gallon more!
I remember getting petrol in the 80s at about £1:60 a gallon - it's close to that per litre now!
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Gofer Blue
My grandchildren won't believe me but when I first started driving (1968) I could buy 3 gallons of petrol for £1. That's equivalent to 7p per litre today!
Whilst on the topic of petrol prices, do any other old timers still think in gallons not litres? When you see local prices of about £1.55 a litre and motorway petrol station prices of £1.85 a litre 30p difference doesn't sound that bad until you think that's roughly £1.35 per gallon more!
I remember during the oil crisis in 1973, people were complaining that as petrol had gone up to 55p they could no longer get two gallons for a quid.
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My knees.
That said the replacements are a relief from the pain of the originals.
On a less serious note.
The ability to stay up after 10PM.
The FA Cup draw on the radio.
Sports night with Harry Carpenter.
The Big Match with Brian Moore.
Recovery from a hangover within a reasonable time
Being able to understand what is being said on TV programmes.
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Not being able to ask the new apprentice to go to the stores for long weight and a sky hook.