Things You Never See Anymore

[Djibrilshairdo]

Lift attendants. Blokes who literally operated the lifts for you. They used to have them in Kendals, but those were the last I remember.

Think most were ex service men, I remember many missing a limb or part of one.

 

[Pingu the Penguin]

Kerby

Introduced my daughter to it over the summer and she was hooked! Next up, kick can

 

[Magicpole]

Dinosaurs strolling down the high street.

So, you've never been to or seen, an Orange Walk then? You lucky bastard.

 

[Magicpole]

Only the posh ones had brakes. We had the soles of our shoes :)

Only posh kids had shoes. You privileged toffy nosed ****.

We used bare feet.

 

[Magicpole]

On the plus side, at least you were able to spit your baccy out easily.

Or fit a woodbine in the gap. She's s lady.

 

[city5189]

Orange footballs in winter

 

[Magicpole]

Have to disagree. The amount of times I've had a pube in the back of the throat nearly choke me to death.

Or the one that inexplicably gets stuck in between the teeth, and you're desperately trying to pull it out, whist not letting on what you are doing.

Or the one that sticks to the tongue, and you have to scrape it forward using the top set of teeth in a forward scraping motion along the tongue.

Agreed. An 80's marauding bush, escaping from the top of a pair of nickers and both sides of the legs, was frightful. And choking on pubes for days was no fucking joke.

They needed tamed. Some if them were so thick and expansive, it took you 20 minutes to get through it and find what you were looking for.

 

[bluemc]

Peter Andre.

Once upon a time the guy was fucking everywhere. Couldn't put the TV on without him being on a show or in every advert.

Nowhere to be seen now. Hope he's ok.

 

[Kippax77]

Orange footballs in winter

Or the old mitre balls.
Like being hit on the flesh by a 40lb lincoln biscuit when you blocked a shot from one of those

 

[Earlyriser]

Also a sad day for a lot of prospective glamour models.

The Glamour models have had a double whammy so to speak.. first the demise of Page 3 and mags like Mayfair and now the use of AI. It's a tough old world.

 

[Earlyriser]

Finding a postcard on your doormat from somebody on holiday

 

[city5189]

Or the old mitre balls.
Like being hit on the flesh by a 40lb lincoln biscuit when you blocked a shot from one of those

Yeah I remember them well, before the mitre delta, proper leather size 5,like kicking a brick.:-)

 

[mexico1970]

Finding a postcard on your doormat from somebody on holiday

 

[The Lightbowne Cowboy]

Kids playing headers and volleys, sixty seconds and wembley doubles in the streets

Arr great days. Reminds me of the times we played edgies with a casey on the road with miserable bastards constantly bibbing us and shaking their fists. Wasn't my fault we lived next to the M60.