The FOC thread.

Blue Mist said:
Yeh the good old days, whooping cough, Spastics, (who in a right mind would segregate a child merely because he wore a caliper on his leg?) The awful Thalidomide. Rickets. Mumps, Measels, ..........
The good old days.
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The main thing that people miss is community, OK some sick bastards missed the rickets but they're just weird ;-)
 
hammocity said:
Sunday tea around 6pm, eating the remnants of Sunday Roast Dinner listening to "Sing Something Simple" on the Radio. Grandparents round our house, Dad finishing the last of the bread and butter with a chocolate digestive sandwich.

Grandparents went home, then out came the Tin Bath which was hung on the kitchen wall, Mum and Sister first, water boiled in kettle and saucepans on the gas gob, in front of the fire whilst me and Dad sat in the kitchen, then, in the same water, me and Dad in the bath. That was it for the week, just a "personal" stand up wash after that.

Kin freezing in winter, no heating, just a coal fire, started by rolling up newspaper into a coil, then some kindle followed by coal, lit it all and put the tin plate (can't remember the name) flush to the wall and a couple of broadsheet newspaper pages over the top to get the fire roaring.

God we were poor looking back but my childhood was so happy with such a loving family.
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Tin blower, newspaper up against it, then it caught fire, oh the excitement.
 
Tuning into Radio 1 at 5 on a sunday evening for the top 40. Finger poised over the record button on your cassette recorder (or, if you're a really, REALLY FOC, the reel to reel) waiting for your song to be played. Bliss.



On a related-ish theme; remember when compact discs (kids, ask your parents) were seen as cutting edge tech? No trying to guess where the song you wanted to listen to was on the cassette. Now, you don't even get CD players in a car.
 
jimharri said:
Tuning into Radio 1 at 5 on a sunday evening for the top 40. Finger poised over the record button on your cassette recorder (or, if you're a really, REALLY FOC, the reel to reel) waiting for your song to be played. Bliss.
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Reel to reel? You rich bugger!

The only reel you'd find in our house was on a fishing rod, and even then it woudn't reel in properly.

Radio 1...? You mean the Home service?

My mate had an old radiogram in their parlour. We used to think we were listening to Russian spies when we found a foreign station.
 
Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...

















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yerwot? said:
Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...

















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Was that before paragraphs were invented ?
 
yerwot? said:
Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...

















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“Give ‘em the money Mabel! It’s two and threepence ha’penny”
 
yerwot? said:
Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...

















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Great Post but you must be approaching 100 to remember all those. :-)
 
yerwot? said:
Sunday "dinner"...mid--day not teatime ffs, Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, the Navy Lark, Round the Horne, the barely believable Archie Andrews (a ventriloquist on the radio ??), Al Reade, very funny on the radio, excruciating when he was on tele. Wilfred Pickles during the week, "Worker's Playtime" live from works canteens, like Metrovics, Kelloggs, Turner and Newall, ICI, Refuge, Massey-Ferguson...catch-phrase "Givem the money Mabel", For near-the-knuckle double-entendre, Humph Littleton was in a class of his own, so was on late evenings, A massive difference back in the 50's/60's was actual accountability for politicians, due to non-partisan press coverage, and the press-barons who had a reputation to care about, though unless you were around at the time, you will not believe it. Careers for women were much rarer then, motherhood as a full-time occupation was the norm. The after-work sessions in pubs, for factory workers, predominantly blokes was a way of life for many, wives given a set amount to pay for food and rent, hand-me-down shoes and clothes a necessity. Wakes-weeks in the seaside towns, different shops for vegetables, bread, meat newspapers/tobacco and ironmongery, washing lines full of white cotton sheets and shirts, Gathering pitch from melting tarmac on the roads, street cricket....three gardens and you're out, one-handed catches off the privets as well...

















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Was Sunday entertainment not ‘the Clitheroe Kid’?
 
Lovebitesandeveryfing said:
I know that in some quarters this is like shitting on the altar of British comedy, but I can honestly say I've never heard a single clip off the Goon Show that makes me laugh. I honestly can't. I think to myself, “Is it me or what?”
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I've never laughed at the goon show your not alone.
 
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