Amended for accuracy.There’s more foc on here than I thought, hip hip replacements
I thought they'd just made it so small you could no longer see it.The loss of the dark chocolate bounty is the biggest travesty of modern times
It's okay you can join in as you look about 68.I’ll be back in sept
And you mention it far too often.You mention I was on a certain TV quiz show far more than I mention it!
If you actually look back, I don’t! It’s everyone else who brings it up! Honest Guv!And you mention it far too often.
;-)
I tried listening to that back in the day, with my tranny perched on the radiator next to my bed, but I got so pissed off with the way it faded in and out, I'm still happy to grumble about it today.Radio Luxembourg was my preferred source of music 'under the bedsheets' when I first got my hands on a transistor radio. Radio Caroline was really patchy.
On the subject of 'the Emperor', I met Rosko briefly at a party somewhere in North London in about 1972. Seemed a nice bloke. He arrived with two very young girls, chatted with a few of us for a while, before he and his young friends 'retired' to a bedroom, never to be seen by us again... I wonder if they're still in there?
Oh yeah right...If you actually look back, I don’t! It’s everyone else who brings it up! Honest Guv!
I bought a Japanese transistor radio from a small ad in NME by a tiny new company called Sony. Paid for it with Postal Orders.Radio Luxembourg was my preferred source of music 'under the bedsheets' when I first got my hands on a transistor radio. Radio Caroline was really patchy.
On the subject of 'the Emperor', I met Rosko briefly at a party somewhere in North London in about 1972. Seemed a nice bloke. He arrived with two very young girls, chatted with a few of us for a while, before he and his young friends 'retired' to a bedroom, never to be seen by us again... I wonder if they're still in there?
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?I wonder what some of our younger brethren make of this thread.
-What’s Button B?
-Were you all criminals then?
-What’s a Postal Order?
-You mean you had to go down the street for a crap?
-Were City in the league then?
-What was a communal bath house and why pine needles?
-Was @Mad Eyed Screamer on What’s My Line or Does the Team Think?
Young guys, it’s all a long time ago in a different world.
Youre a billionaire make your own ;)The loss of the dark chocolate bounty is the biggest travesty of modern times
Are you going to take the money or open the box?
Yes.
I mean No.
hip hip..... replacementThere’s more foc on here than I thought, hip hip hooray
The loss of the dark chocolate bounty is the biggest travesty of modern times
If you actually look back, I don’t! It’s everyone else who brings it up! Honest Guv!
Yep, one of my favourites. And Milky Way is hardly a bite full these days.The loss of the dark chocolate bounty is the biggest travesty of modern times
I tried listening to that back in the day, with my tranny perched on the radiator next to my bed, but I got so pissed off with the way it faded in and out, I'm still happy to grumble about it today.
Radio Luxembourg was shit.
10 seconds of music followed by 30 seconds of listening to background radio waves from the big bang.
I blame the Americans.
Until they started sending us proper comedy we had the likes of Harry Worth.
Oh how we laughed when he used his reflection to make it look like he was raising 2 feet in the air.
6pm Sunday evening.
Sat around the coal fire, ice on the windows, eating tinned peaches listening to Songs of Praise from a church we'd never heard of and were never likely to see.
And they say things have got worse !