The FOC thread.

I'm sure her name was Annette Mills. She was in fact the sister of the famous actor/film star John Mills. It seems that the Beeb had turned her into a real dipso by cancelling her meal ticket.
How sad, poor old Annette & Muffin ;-(
An Archie Andrews doll was one one of my best presents. He came with a metal mouth clip to help pronounce Bs - wonder how many kids choked to death on those? Peter Brough didn't need one on the radio for sure!
In terms of danger though (along with my Gat Gun) the best toy was an hydraulic jet rocket you half filled with water and pumped up to bursting point before firing it 300 feet at 70 mph towards your enemies. Many an eye removed by that missile I bet!
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Robin Hood Robin Hood riding through the house
Robin Hood Robin Hood on his clockwork mouse....

Spiderman Spiderman
Lost his knickers in a frying pan
Can he fly can he heck
If he tried he'd break his neck
 
Apologies for one almighty dose of Senior Moment that has stretched for a couple of days
 
We had that on a 78, along with "Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen," and "Davy, Davy Crockett".

We played them so often that I probably still know them word for word.

We didn’t have many records.
The words to Davy Crockett in our school included:
Born on a bus tram in Mersey Square
Paid tuppence ha’penny for a four penny fare
Cop came in and kicked him up the pants
And now he lives in the middle of France.
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier.
 
How sad, poor old Annette & Muffin ;-(
An Archie Andrews doll was one one of my best presents. He came with a metal mouth clip to help pronounce Bs - wonder how many kids choked to death on those? Peter Brough didn't need one on the radio for sure!
In terms of danger though (along with my Gat Gun) the best toy was an hydraulic jet rocket you half filled with water and pumped up to bursting point before firing it 300 feet at 70 mph towards your enemies. Many an eye removed by that missile I bet!
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My friend had one of those rockets. It got stuck up a tree once, so we tied two clothes props together, stood on a ladder and retrieved it.
 
My dad lived in that hotel at the time, so I remember it well.
Memory is funny. Sometimes I can remember stuff from years ago with absolute clarity, other times I’ve forgotten my own name.

I had a whatsapp call with my grandchildren a few days ago and could I get anyone's name right for all the trying :)
 
One of my grandsons is Anglo-Indian called Naren (a popular Indian name) but I keep calling him Karen, which can’t be right.

Hahaha, one of my relatives is called Mia but for the life of me I keep forgetting how to pronounce it.

These days to be fair they reinvented spelling children's names and writing birthday cards is a bit hit and miss :)
 

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