Things that are pretty much obsolete.

Free milk in schools in small bottles in crates by the radiator. Opened hours before needed so that by break they had a layer of cheese on top with pencil shavings generously sprinkled on top.
I cn still remeber the smell and the dread of opening a swollen container (we had little cardboard containers).
 
Health and safety banned it along with most things we did as kids , this country is the most risk adverse sice the war, stupid
Yeah but why let facts get in the way of a good story eh?

You'll find it at number six, along with skipping ropes and climbing trees, in the list of 'Elf and Safety myths' below.

 
Can one of the techy’s out there advise on this:

I’ve got about 200 Cd’s in a cabinet but no CD player (apart from in Mr’s H car).

What’s the best way to digitally save these CD’s so I can donate to charity and de clutter the house which I’ve done in the last couple of weeks as there’s only the two of us here now.

Can I save to a hard drive? I’ve tried ITunes but it’s so frustrating it’s finally beaten me, any replies appreciated.

Don't get rid of CDs unless you really need to.

People have been buying vinyl for the last few years as though it's the best thing since sliced bread.

People like to have something real / tangible to collect. The very thing that streaming can't give you.

You can bet that CDs will come back into fashion at some point and, like LPs, some will be going for a lot more than you think.
 
? Definitely not :-)

I do remember them, but we're talking 50s and early to mid 60s, I think?
They're not really pretty much obsolete, are they? They're downright obsolete and have been for decades.
It's a bit like the “outside shitters” that someone mentioned earlier. The only time I saw one was at my nan's, in Burnley (two up, two down, fireplaces upstairs and downstairs of course, cobbled street, etc.) Never, ever saw one Dahn Sarf. Just confirmed everything that nine-year-old me thought about the Norf.
 
My school appointed "Ink Monitors" of which I was one. Almost with every top up there was a drop or two spilled which invariably got on to the pupil's shirt or jacket and often got me a battering.

The very term 'class monitor' reminds me of the days when being 'selected' by the teacher was probably the worst psycological punishment they could dish out.

You were a marked man as a monitor.
 
The very term 'class monitor' reminds me of the days when being 'selected' by the teacher was probably the worst psycological punishment they could dish out.

You were a marked man as a monitor.
Even worse if selected to be a prefect in secondary school?
 

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