The FOC thread.

TV in the 1960’s.
Absolutely hated Loopy Lou in Andy Pandy. Always at the top of the stairs the freaky fucker.
The Herbs, Pogles Wood , Stingray , Trumpton and Camberwick Green.
The Antithesis of Loopy Lou was Elizabeth Montgomery.
Summer Holidays extra kids TV programmes like The Banana Splits and White Horses.
 
TV in the 1960’s.
Absolutely hated Loopy Lou in Andy Pandy. Always at the top of the stairs the freaky fucker.
The Herbs, Pogles Wood , Stingray , Trumpton and Camberwick Green.
The Antithesis of Loopy Lou was Elizabeth Montgomery.
Summer Holidays extra kids TV programmes like The Banana Splits and White Horses.
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Kenneth Williams camping it up and getting away with it.
“I’m Jules and this is my friend Sandy”
And his use of Polari, the ‘secret’ language of gays then.
“Oo, vada the queen, vada the queen”
Williams was on fire with the double entendres then, the 'folk' songs of Rambling Syd Rumpo were the best...
 
Re #4 I needed an urgent number 2 in O'Connell Street, Dublin and the public convenience consisted of a long plank with holes every two feet on top of each was a large Irishman with his pants round his ankles. My dad came and persuaded somebody reading his paper to let me on. Anybody else visit those facilities in the 50s?
That was Glastonbury in the 80’s
 
Re #4 I needed an urgent number 2 in O'Connell Street, Dublin and the public convenience consisted of a long plank with holes every two feet on top of each was a large Irishman with his pants round his ankles. My dad came and persuaded somebody reading his paper to let me on. Anybody else visit those facilities in the 50s?
The facilities in the long gone Coach & Horses ( bottom of Picadilly Station approach Mcr) were similar, but without that much finesse. Outside yard wall, a bunch of tin cans cut in half, nailed to the wall, and falling to a gully. and the gents wern't much better. THis lasted well into the 70's...
 
TV in the 1960’s.
Absolutely hated Loopy Lou in Andy Pandy. Always at the top of the stairs the freaky fucker.
The Herbs, Pogles Wood , Stingray , Trumpton and Camberwick Green.
The Antithesis of Loopy Lou was Elizabeth Montgomery.
Summer Holidays extra kids TV programmes like The Banana Splits and White Horses.
This,always seemed to be on every school summer holiday.
 
Often noticed that about late Victorian/Edwardian houses. Odd, isn't it? I can only suppose it's because, demographically speaking, families were huge at that point. Five, six, seven kids a commonplace thing. Close together in age, too. So I suppose you might have four or five people in the bathroom at the same time. By contrast, only one person was going to be in the kitchen — the mother of the house! Maybe a maidservant as well, if it was that kind of a family.
(Very into this mindset at present, because I am currently reading, for the third time in my life, the truly wonderful Lark Rise to Candleford, the memoir of a rural childhood in the eighties and then adolescence in the nineties — 1880s and 1890s, that is. I loved it at the age of nineteen, and still as much at my FOC age. In passing, you pick up a lot of social history from it, although it's the sense of a child's wonder and curiosity that comes over with a vividness that is unique in my reading experience. And she was a poor child, from a very poor family — of course, they had no bathroom at all. Cannot recommend it highly enough. Incidentally, it is not one jot sentimental, or nostalgic, contrary to what people think about it. Just very, very truthful and clear-eyed).
I’m going on the World of Books to buy this, Lovebites. Thanks for the recommendation:)
 
Yes on Whit Sunday. My parents would buy me and siblings new clothes specifically for Whit Sunday.
Us too, Mum would buy from ‘Washington’s’ a place you could buy clothes on the never, never. A man would come to the house to collect the money.
 
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We had the maiden on a pulley as well, resided next to the bath!

Looked this up in my OED. They class it as dialect, interestingly (and in effect it doesn't turn up in my other dictionaries, the Collins Cobuild, or the Penguin). And give the first written occurrence of it (that they found, and of course even the Oxford is limited in its reliability, as any dictionary is) as 1859. They don't give the source, but I bet it was a novel, probably a northern one — Elizabeth Gaskell, maybe?
I don't really know why they stopped making and installing them. They're a bloody good idea, as space savers. When you're not using it, you just hoist it up. More or less out of sight, more or less out of mind.
 
You’re correct, that was the tune to the show. I was merely playing a tune that seemed to be played quite a lot on the show. Perhaps because it was from a popular series at the time or because most housewives, like my Mum, liked it.


Just listening to people not murdering the English language is refreshing :)
 

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