A very good morning to you Mr.D and you've done it once again ..... 🏆 ...it's a "classic"! I loved it-💚- it struck a chord with me in every sentence! Loved it!! Anything that takes my mind back to the years when we felt the 🌎 world was ours for the taking will forever make me 😃 smile and laugh.
Hope you're not stuck with a day of rain that is forecast for us today. Enjoy your day Mr.D & of course Midge and the other two girls.💞
Brilliant Don, So wish Todays Youth could Experience this, instead of Blaming us for their Ignorance. We never thought of Disrupting anyone,(except Dad/Mum for a Bob or two) Just went to Work Happily regardless. We metered out our Earnings that we worked for. Great Poem once again. Thank You. xxx
Ah yes, I remember it well🎶 - rushing home from work, quick tea, wash, do hair and make up, glad rags on and off to the Friday night dance 🚲🍝💦👩💄👗👠💃🏼, happy days😊.
I always regret having missed those hippy days with the flower children, free love and all that, were you a part of that Magpuss? I was a married man with kids by that time, I feel deprived.😉
I too pre date the flower power crowd Don - but I don't mind, we emerged from the somewhat sedate ballroom and zoomed straight into the Rock and roll era, virtually overnight😃. Great music, great fun - and lots of healthy exercise all at the same time. No idea where all that energy came from🤔.........or, where it all went😟.
I had a bit of that. When I was 21 I hitch-hiked to Morocco with a friend. We took a small bag of clothes, a sleeping bag and some money. We went to Ibiza on the way and slept on the beach under the stars Travelled around Morocco with various groups of people in camper vans. Went to Marrakesh before it became a big tourist attraction. Came back via Granada and Madrid then Paris and Amsterdam. Met some very interesting people and had some amazing experiences. I look back on it as an exceptional time and I was very lucky to be able to do it.
Oh I well remember those days! My first job was back in '69 at the of 15 and I made the princely sum of £5 something a week! The little brown envelope on Friday was the highlight of my week. x
It’s hard to believe now but my weeks pay for a paper round was three shillings and six pence. That was low even for those days, but I got to read all the newspapers and comics for free. 😉
I don’t remember but I probably did, with justification. During the war, which this was, all iron gates and railings were taken away to help with the war effort. Their house was one of the very few that had a wooden gate which was held open with a brick. I delivered the paper and was riding off on my bike when the chap called at me to go back and close the gate, I should have pretended not to hear him, but it is just possible that reacted in the way described.🙄 Come Friday I picked up my wages and was told my services were no longer required. I might then have repeated my crime because I had just got a Saturday job at a hardware shop. I had done that paper round for a number of years for the previous owner, in fact I wrote a poem on here of the benefits of doing so. 🤗
Reminded me of stories I was told by older ladies. When I visited, I would discover they had Valium tablets, as told GP's they were depressed. However, a very different reason. Those who had violent husbands, would dread the Fri. night, as they would come home late, having spent half their wages down the local Pub. Supper would be waiting for them, with 2 or 3 Valium tablets added to the stew. Made life a lot safer apparently!!!
Ha ha! I hadn’t heard that one before, but it sounds like a valid use of the drug, in a roundabout way. I was having a pub lunch yesterday and discussing how pubs had changed over the years. Crisps and pork scratchings used to be the only food offered way back, plenty of booze was their main purpose. Now most have become family eating places. No longer do kids have to sit outside on the steps with a bag of crisps and a bottle of pop. My parents were strict Methodists so I didn’t experience that, but did often had to sit outside their house until I had sobered up enough to go home. Once demobbed and then married I couldn’t afford to drink much.
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