Post by: oldspice on February 10, 2007, 08:31:35 pm
Post by: Forth Bridges on February 10, 2007, 08:33:33 pm
have you seen this before>
you do have an excetting life oldspice, I can see now why you name after one of the spice girls
Post by: Forth Bridges on February 10, 2007, 08:37:12 pm
"Find it a bit daft that the boys Mother told him to clean the mess up
in his bedroom. ITV really is making out this country to be thick if
there saying a woman can't work out a boy didnt smash his wall down"".
Post by: loulou on February 10, 2007, 08:57:14 pm
Post by: goldencup on February 10, 2007, 11:42:45 pm
Post by: Velvet Darkness on February 10, 2007, 11:48:03 pm
Garbage. Rubbish. Twaddle. Junk.
The kids talked me into it but by half way through even they had lost interest. We won't be watching it again.
Post by: loulou on February 10, 2007, 11:49:48 pm
Post by: goldencup on February 10, 2007, 11:52:55 pm
Post by: loulou on February 10, 2007, 11:54:17 pm
and listen to Sweet, Mud and Slade.
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 08:02:32 am
Won't those kids be surprised to find you have to GET UP AND WALK to the TV if you want to switch it on/off or change the channel! YOu might even have to wait for the thing to WARM UP! If you're really poor, you might have to hang from the lamp shade with an ariel in your hand to get a DECENT PICTURE!
On the plus side, they could listen to JUNIOR CHOICE on the radio on a Saturday Morning (The runaway train went over the track and she BLEW ooooo ooooo!) or they could watch all that raw talent on JUNIOR SHOWTIME on TV (with Bobby Bennett).
Stangely, if it happens to smow over night, they will find they STILL HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL!. How they will love wearing big wellington boots and a black mackintosh with huge buttons and a belt! Very cool! When at school, if they misbehave they will find they get a BIG STICK ACROSS THEIR BUTTOCKS!
Back home, mum might sooth their troubles with a real treat after tea - that top-of-the-range, luxury dessert - Angel Delight!
It's a pity I will miss the first programme as I will be in Florence but I must say that my experience in the 1970s, living in a reasonably comfortable home with, let's face it, no luxuries, was far more comfy than my loving but chilly 1960s home with mum and dad where the lav was outside the kitchen door, there was no bathroom (until dad converted one of the bedrooms in the mid 60s) there was no phone, no TV, no fridge and heating in one room only!
Post by: on February 11, 2007, 09:02:29 am
Post by: Forth Bridges on February 11, 2007, 10:07:29 am
Lack of invertsment in publis services,
SOCAILAISM!
USSR
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 10:24:04 am
I wish it could be 1977 every day. Everyone was a lot nicer then. Obviously we were all nice but there were not so many nast people as there are now.
Except for the nasty old IRA blowing us up
Post by: StrollingMinstrel on February 11, 2007, 11:03:32 am
Ahh the 70's T remember them well.
When you had to ask the operater to put you through to the number you wanted on the telephone... and if you had a party line (shared) you had to wait until your the other party (usually a neighbour) to finish their call first!
As for angel delight I still have nightmares about that catering pack of buttersccotch flavour my mum bought 
.
In the days when eating out meant prawn cocktail, then steak followed with Black forest gateau.... no international cusine!
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 11:22:39 am
In the days when eating out meant prawn cocktail, then steak followed with Black forest gateau.... no international cusine!
I was going to mention that! Berni Inns! When I was old enough to start eating out in 'posh places' (!!!!) I used to so look forward to visits to the local Berni Inn. I don't like prawns so I always had soup and a roll to start. I thought that was terribly sophisticated! I didn't have steak but chose fish with jacket potato. To follow I usually had Black Forest Gateau or Raspberry Sorbet with blackcurrants and cream. Mmmm. To finish off, if I was flush, I had posh coffee with Tia Maria and floating cream.
I could never manage three courses now!
If you went to a locally run restaurant, they usually had empty bottles of Matias Rose with a candle stuck in them on each table. Eating pizza or pasta was considered very exotic and I feel quite ashamed to think I scoffed my older relatives who looked forward to fish and chips from the chippie on a Friday night.
I don't know if those of you out there who actually remember the 70s had a similar experience but there were all sorts of social customs that 'nice working class girls' had to obey. These included not wearing ankle bracelets (apparently this signalled that you were a prostitute), never buying red knickers, not bleaching your hair and definitely not going out after washing your hair or having a bath (the germs in the air would penetrate your open pores!!). I always obeyed the first few but could never go out after a day's work without having a bath.
The other things I remember are record booths (in record shops - you went in them to hear singles or LPs you were thinking of buying) and cheap Top of the Pops LPs with terrible tracks on them that usually didn't get higher than number 36 in the charts.
Oh God, now you've got me started ... Green Shield Stamps, Pink Shield Stamps, double stamp days, machines that shot your change down a chute, cheesecake mixes, gadgets that removed bobbles from your jumper and hair from your nose, keys that squeezed the last bit of toothpaste from the tube.....
Post by: StrollingMinstrel on February 11, 2007, 11:40:00 am
I remember those awful Top of the Pops LP,s we had most of them... and the were truely dreadful! They always had some raunchy picture of a girl in hotpants doing something like playing polo on the front
Didn't have a Berni Inn here but we did have a Golden egg and a Wimpy, where you would go if you wanted a sophisticated snack like a Brown Derby
Tank tops, flared jeans, mens shoes with a little strip of brass around the front of the toe edge (why?!?), Chelsea girl for the height of fashon, Farrah slacks. Straight hair with the ends curled around like like a row of sausages (.. had many a tantrum trying to do that!) Home perms... ouch painful memories of that one, never came out Kate Bush always came out Shirley Temple .
Space hoppers, cacky metal roller skates, clackers .... man, we knew how to have a good time!
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 12:55:34 pm
What about adult covers of teenybopper hits on Sing Something Simple! I still have memories of hearing the Mike Sam Singers' rendition of Blockbuster!
I clearly remember the 'posh' desserts at Wimpy bars - especially Brown Derby (for those in the dark it was a ring doughnut topped with wippy ice cream and chocolate sauce. I loved their cherry pie with ice cream.
What about early closing days? Our shops always closed at lunch time on Thursdays!
Chelsea Girl! How much of my wages went on huge beige-coloured flares with a chocolate brown skinny rib jumper to top it off? Forties style coats, tights with arrows going up or down the sides, sew on patches, jeans with a big triangle at the knee and one colour on top, a different colour beneath, floppy hats, love beads, chain belts, velvet jackets, long hippy-like skirts, cheesecloth blouses, smock tops, chunky shoes, clogs, cork sandles, plastic rainmacs in bright colours (or snakeskin!)...
What about the food? Tins of 'sunday best' fruit cocktail and a fight over who had the cherry; tinned ham - all wet and slimy; Dairylea sandwiches; Kunzel Kup Cakes; Lyons Individual Fruit Pies; Birds Eye Rissoles (boy, do I miss them); frozen mousse in tubs or blocks; Tonibell Ice Cream; hake from the fried fish shop; savaloys, walleys, roll mop herrings (yuk!) oh the list is endless..
Post by: smurfboy on February 11, 2007, 01:58:04 pm
I used to love Berni Inns when I was little. I was quite disappointed when I grew up and found out they were the height of naff.
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 02:22:04 pm
Thanks! And I imagined I was being sophisticated!
Post by: on February 11, 2007, 02:42:33 pm
Cliff Mitchelmore on the 'So you think you can.... series, face the Music with Joyce Grenful and Robin ray, My Music with the dummy keyboard, the bloke with the stammer on Call my bluff. Bill Hartestone on the Chess programe. Those were the days.
Post by: oldspice on February 11, 2007, 02:54:39 pm
God yes, I'd forgotten about televised chess! That says a lot for people's concentration span in those days! What about programmes like Crown Court, Within These Walls and Crossroads!
Dial a Disc, yes I remember that and those free floppy discs you got on the front cover of NME and Record Mirror. Books of song lyrics with pictures of the groups, cartoon illustrated love stories in Jackie and Pink magazines.
The three day week, water rationing, bomb scares, strikes, protest marches, CND, football violence and racist attacks by the National Front and the BNP were the unpleasant face of the 1970s, not to mention events in South Africa, Russia and Ireland.
Post by: Forth Bridges on February 11, 2007, 03:21:31 pm
Post by: goldencup on February 12, 2007, 12:35:17 am
Good grief Oldspice you have an amazing memory - although I think my life in the 70s differed quite a bit from yours anyway.
The programme only follows the families for two weeks so I don't know if they'll have time to fit all that in!
Post by: Velvet Darkness on February 12, 2007, 03:19:37 am
Oh I loved the 70's. I will have to watch that programme.
I can't wait to see what they make of the computer games of the 70's (pong anyone?) and the fact that the TV doesn't start until 9am and ends at 11.30pm.... That should be interesting.
Who remembers Ronco? With their Veg-o-matic and the infamous 'Inside-The-Shell Egg Scrambler'!!
Or Space Dust? 'The Banana Splits', 'Mork and Mindy' (Brilliant programme), 'Happy Days', 'Quincy' (much imitated never beaten), Noel Edmonds and 'Swap Shop', 'Why Don't You?' (I know if you remember the programme you are all singing the song now and I'm sorry for that. 
). Lava Lamps. Clackers. X-ray specs and those wire and spring things that developed your pecs! (chest expanders I think they were called).
How about shampoo called 'Gee Your Hair Smells terrific'. And no matter where you looked all you saw was wall to wall Osmonds, Bay City Rollers and David Cassidy!
And the Greenham Common women? I couldn't wait to grow up and be one of them. I could sleep as one of 26 in a tiny 4 berth caravan and pee in a bucket, I didn't mind.....I would be helping make the world a safer place. (As you might have guessed I was quite young -born in '67- and idealistic then, nowadays the idea of peeing in a bucket...well......)