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Journey to the centre of the Earth I think @Vienna_70I have no idea who Arne Saknussemm is, but I know the other two.
Journey to the centre of the Earth I think @Vienna_70I have no idea who Arne Saknussemm is, but I know the other two.
Now, he was funny, “me ol’ flower”;)And Norman was replaced, in turn, by Charlie Williams.
Journey to the centre of the Earth I think @Vienna_70
DOH! In our house, we always used to call Herman's Hermits 'Herman and the Munsters', just for the hell of it. One of those in-jokes that became a part of natural conversation, where you don't even realise that you're saying anything unusual.
Thought it was Garnacho for a minute !
I am told that Peter Noone was once paged at the BBC as ‘Peter No-one’.DOH! In our house, we always used to call Herman's Hermits 'Herman and the Munsters', just for the hell of it. One of those in-jokes that became a part of natural conversation, where you don't even realise that you're saying anything unusual.
Not so funny last year, when we missed out on a £250 quiz night play-off after my partner lapsed into auto-pilot answering the question 'Which 1960s band had Peter Noone as their lead singer?'
She'll never live it down :-)
Considering that he always looked about 10 years old, that was probably the least of his worries when visiting that place...I am told that Peter Noone was once paged at the BBC as ‘Peter No-one’.

I remember my mum doing this, today all I see is weeds growing out of the pavements and walls very few people take pride in their homes or themselvesView attachment 167801
The 1965 photograph of women scrubbing their front steps in Halifax, Yorkshire, captures more than a simple household chore—it reveals a ritual steeped in pride and community spirit in working-class Britain. Known as “step-cleaning” or “step-scrubbing,” this practice went beyond keeping dirt at bay; it was a visible statement of care and respect for one’s home. In rows of tightly packed terraced houses, polished steps became a symbol of dignity, demonstrating that even modest homes were maintained with attention and pride.
Step-cleaning also had a strong social dimension. Front steps and pavements served as informal gathering spots where women shared news, supported one another, and fostered connections within the neighborhood. Entire streets gleamed with freshly scrubbed steps, reflecting collective pride and solidarity that extended beyond individual homes. In industrial towns like Halifax, where economic challenges were common, these rituals symbolized resilience and identity—a small but meaningful assertion of order and care. Though largely vanished today, the photograph remains a poignant reminder of a time when community, discipline, and pride were woven into the fabric of everyday life.
I have no idea who Arne Saknussemm is, but I know the other two.
Recently, someone told me that they’d mentioned Mick Jagger to her granddaughter.
The granddaughter didn’t know who he is.
Alf liked his fish and chips then ran 20 milesJust thinking about a few names that would mean something to FOCs, but youngsters wouldn't have a clue about....
Arne Saknussemm
Alf Tupper
Mrs Mills
There will obviously be hundreds more, but I'll bet that each of those three names immediately triggered a memory for FOCs
It was called Donkey Stoning from what I remember, or was that it Spain?? Getting old and keep forgetting things!! :-)View attachment 167801
The 1965 photograph of women scrubbing their front steps in Halifax, Yorkshire, captures more than a simple household chore—it reveals a ritual steeped in pride and community spirit in working-class Britain. Known as “step-cleaning” or “step-scrubbing,” this practice went beyond keeping dirt at bay; it was a visible statement of care and respect for one’s home. In rows of tightly packed terraced houses, polished steps became a symbol of dignity, demonstrating that even modest homes were maintained with attention and pride.
Step-cleaning also had a strong social dimension. Front steps and pavements served as informal gathering spots where women shared news, supported one another, and fostered connections within the neighborhood. Entire streets gleamed with freshly scrubbed steps, reflecting collective pride and solidarity that extended beyond individual homes. In industrial towns like Halifax, where economic challenges were common, these rituals symbolized resilience and identity—a small but meaningful assertion of order and care. Though largely vanished today, the photograph remains a poignant reminder of a time when community, discipline, and pride were woven into the fabric of everyday life.
Yeah you're right..It was called Donkey Stoning from what I remember, or was that it Spain?? Getting old and keep forgetting things!! :-)
It’s the days of plenty and our own gluttony that ruined us.View attachment 167800A beach in the 70s
Looks like the food industry has really ruined us.
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The 1965 photograph of women scrubbing their front steps in Halifax, Yorkshire, captures more than a simple household chore—it reveals a ritual steeped in pride and community spirit in working-class Britain. Known as “step-cleaning” or “step-scrubbing,” this practice went beyond keeping dirt at bay; it was a visible statement of care and respect for one’s home. In rows of tightly packed terraced houses, polished steps became a symbol of dignity, demonstrating that even modest homes were maintained with attention and pride.
Step-cleaning also had a strong social dimension. Front steps and pavements served as informal gathering spots where women shared news, supported one another, and fostered connections within the neighborhood. Entire streets gleamed with freshly scrubbed steps, reflecting collective pride and solidarity that extended beyond individual homes. In industrial towns like Halifax, where economic challenges were common, these rituals symbolized resilience and identity—a small but meaningful assertion of order and care. Though largely vanished today, the photograph remains a poignant reminder of a time when community, discipline, and pride were woven into the fabric of everyday life.