When I was a lad

[charliebigspuds]

You'd take your bird into Manchester centre on a Saturday, buy a new suit, pair of shoes, couple of shirts and a few ties.

For her it was a new dress, shoes, handbag and all the rest of the crap she wanted.

Then you'd go house hunting, buy a 3 bed semi-detached with gardens back and front and a garage for the new car you'd just bought.

Nightime you'd take her to the flicks, pay for best seats and get fish and chips for two on the way back, stopping for a shag in Southern Cemetary before catching a taxi home.

Sunday morning you'd count your money and realise you still had change left out of the 10/- you went out with on Saturday morning.

The good old days

I shagged a bird in a cemetery once, a knee trembler against a large upright gravestone.
She had RIP 1912-1958 embossed on her arse for about 6 weeks afterwards!!!!!

i think i had her, it explains a few things, i often wondered why she had rip stamped on her arse, i thought it was her nickname.

 

[manclad]

You'd take your bird into Manchester centre on a Saturday, buy a new suit, pair of shoes, couple of shirts and a few ties.

For her it was a new dress, shoes, handbag and all the rest of the crap she wanted.

Then you'd go house hunting, buy a 3 bed semi-detached with gardens back and front and a garage for the new car you'd just bought.

Nightime you'd take her to the flicks, pay for best seats and get fish and chips for two on the way back, stopping for a shag in Southern Cemetary before catching a taxi home.

Sunday morning you'd count your money and realise you still had change left out of the 10/- you went out with on Saturday morning.

The good old days

I shagged a bird in a cemetery once, a knee trembler against a large upright gravestone.
She had RIP 1912-1958 embossed on her arse for about 6 weeks afterwards!!!!!

i think i had her, it explains a few things, i often wondered why she had rip stamped on her arse, i thought it was her nickname.

So it was YOU who shagged my wife eh?
I knew if I waited long enough I'd find out.
She always was a bit of a ripper.

 

[bluemooninho]

There were no such thing as Digital watches....We used to look up at t'sun in the sky!

 

[denislawsbackheel]

In 1970 10 pints of Chester's mild on a Friday night for less than £2

 

[manclad]

In 1970 10 pints of Chester's mild on a Friday night for less than £2

In 1971 when I first started going into M/cr centre at night,a pint of Wilsons bitter was 12.5 pence.
Bus fare was 5p each way (that was half price but I was only 15 at the time).
So 5 pints of bitter for 62.5 pence (more than enough to get a sallow 15 year old well pissed) & 10p
bus fare.And enough change from a pound to get pie & chips on the way home.
THEY REALLY WERE THE GOOD OLD DAYS.

And nobody has mentioned,City were one of the top teams in the country then,
regularly winning trophies,whilst the red scum were winning sweet Fanny Adams.

 

[MCFC1986]

Right!!!! I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

Nice one for that pal! not seen it in ages had to get it up on youtube was laughing my cock off!!! (not literally)