The FOC thread.

Some favourite shows..

Special Branch
Public Eye
Callan
Sexton Blake - I remember one character like a highwayman, absolutely terrifying.

The Avengers - I hadn't yet learned the joys of what our wrist is really for, but Emma Peel in that black leather was a reason to do so, all by herself...

Actually - I googled a clip of the Cybernauts a while ago. Jeez, what utter bollocks! Must have had a budget of at least 7/6d :-) :-)
 
Sexton Blake - I remember one character like a highwayman, absolutely terrifying.

The Avengers - I hadn't yet learned the joys of what our wrist is really for, but Emma Peel in that black leather was a reason to do so, all by herself...

Actually - I googled a clip of the Cybernauts a while ago. Jeez, what utter bollocks! Must have had a budget of at least 7/6d :-) :-)

You don't fuck about with this genius :)

 
Supermarkets that no longer exist like Fine Fare, Victor Value and International.

I remember Adsega in Sale, on Northenden Rd near the station in the 60's.

I'm not saying this picture is that store, but it's similar, and possibly where Nisa is located today.

It beacame a Tesco, offering Green Shield stamps, which were quite a marvel back then.


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We had a Seymour Mead grocers in Didsbury, A wooden counter that seemed to be 100 yards long with a huge block of butter under a glass dome that you bought by the dollop. Oh, and a Freeman Hardy Willis shoe shop.....
 
Parma violets, love hearts, refreshers, black jacks, spangles, aniseed balls, gob stoppers, penny chews, and the rest.
 
People using text 'shortcuts' even when they take longer to type, just for the sake of it.

A really good friend constantly annoys me by typing 'la8er'. Why? If you're going to use it, surely it's l8r? She's probably just winding me up, if she's still using it after all this time :-/

Often it actually takes longer to read one of the more contrived WhatsApps, never mind how long it must take to compose the thing.

Typing this having just waded through a lengthy example that really took some proper deciphering.
 
I have a very early memory of the 'pop man' coming round with a horse and cart. Large stone jugs of different fizzy drinks and cordials, to fill your own bottles.

There was always a queue.

Don't remember stone jugs but we had a visiting "pop van" from which we bought pop and returned our bottles. We also had a bread man called Tommy he used to come to the back door with a big basket of bread to choose from.
 
The doorstep visitors/street callers must have been such a lifeline then - socially and mentally - to those living on their own, guaranteeing interaction between neighbours long before anybody had ever heard the expression 'mental health'.

I remember:
'rag 'n bone' (A bit scary - I always picture Heathcliffe as him, never mind which actor is really playing him)
Avon lady (Isetta bubble car death trap)
Man from the Pru (suit, that's about it)
The butcher (perky, nice guy but rat face)
Pools collector
Window cleaner
(in mum's young photos she looks like Elizabeth Taylor, and thinking back this chancer must have fancied a bit of the Robin Askwiths with her, although I was too young to realise. He never ventured indoors though!)

Everything online now, with delivery drivers using the 'tap + run' technique whenever they can, there must be so many single people who hardly ever even pass the time of day with anybody, but would love somebody to chat to. Then again, delivery driver metrics don't allow them that luxury.

A different world, definitely...
 
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