I absolutely love that Bazzak and yes, I remember virtually all of it. It didn't mention taking back the empties and getting money for it or jam jars for that matter - we used to have a jam factory not far from us and would put all the empty jam jars in an old pram and wheel them up to the factory and get quite a lot of money back on them. I loved those days. Thanks for sharing it. xx
Yes, we used to hop over the back wall of the Sultan pub ( where Joe Brown lived) knick a few the empties then take them round to the front off licence and get the deposit money for them.😁😄😘
He went to the same school as me, a bit older but a nice bloke. When I fell down the sewer hill (aged about 10 ), outside his pub, he bandaged my hand up 😊
Yes, I mentioned that above and the jam jars. Can you remember the frozen orange Jubbly drinks shaped a bit like a triangle/pyramid. We used to queue up to get those in really hot weather on our way back from the swimming baths. Great memories.
And Fruit Salads, Sherbet Dip (we used to call it Sherbert Dip 😂 - probably our local dialect). I loved the Mojos too. Another couple was hard liquorice and Winter Mixtures or any cough sweets. Goodness, this is stirring my memory. x
No you weren't, we used to get the local grocery shop broken biscuits and argue over who was going to have the broken jam sandwich biscuits. This is great fun remembering those times thanks to you Bazzak. x
Yes, I loved those things but you know I stopped eating them eventually because I'm sure they gave me sore throats 😂 - I am being serious honest, they really did - probably my punishment for eating them when I didn't need them. 😋
I used to love Bovril. When we used to come out of the swimming baths in cold weather, especially when it was dark, we used to get a large mug of Bovril at the reception and a large biscuit, like a Bath Oliver but bigger, before we went out into the cold air - they were so hard that I was always afraid I would crack a couple of teeth on it 😂😂 but the biscuit and the Bovril always went down a treat.
When I was 10 I was a fat boy, because my mum lost my brother at 18 months during the war, when I came along it was have a cream horn my love , have a banana, have two etc. I couldn't roller skate that well, couldn't ride a bike, they stuck me in goal because I filled most of it up, always the slowest at running,where as I had this nemasis called Johnny Boyle who could do everything, ride his bike with no hands, run fast, roller skate etc. He was always taking the Micky , like at sports day he said I've never seen a fat boy run so fast. Anyway we had the school swimming gala at Balham street baths, and Johnny Boyle ( right name, he was a Boyle on my back) were in the final, now ok I was not any good at the things above but I could swim ( probably because I was whale like but I could) .So theres me with Boyley next to me on the starting blocks and I know I'm going to win when all of a sudden the crowds in the balcony, all the mums and kids from the area started cheering
and shouting. so I thought this my moment, I turned to Johnny Boyle and said are they cheering because the fat boys going to beat you ? He said no they
are cheering because the fat boys got his willy and balls hanging out his trunks!!! And the fat boy did 😫
Yes!, they were the woolly ones, that is why it probably happened !, and no, the fat boy jumped in and got disqualified 🙉🙉 I can laugh about it now though😁😁😘
Aww that's a shame, it could have happened to anyone (except a female of course 😁😁). Never mind, a lesson learned and learned well from what you say. xx
That is beautiful darling. It brought back so many happy memories for me. I grew up in a small mining village in North Notts.We only had a small shop, each day we had diffent can come round, greengrocer, baker etc. Everybody knew everyone else and we had some real characters. For once, I'm not tempted to make any daft comments😘🥰
It was the same for me as you sat everybody new everyone and everyone felt safe. I am not joking when I say the vurtually every house had their door open in the day and at night you knew there was a key hanging on the inside of the letterbox. Trust!!!🙂🙂😇😘🥰
Same in our village. The boys used to play football in the street and there was one old bloke who had an immaculate garden. He used to destroy any footballs which were kicked in.😁😘
You can guarantee there's always one of them, when I worked in the playground and a ball would go over the wall one man used to pop them and chuck them back over😩xx
Different times our door had like a garden latch just press it down and walk in wasn't locked till night time even then if anyone still out last one in locked the door, Imagine doing that now! xx
It's just the way it was, you didn't steal from your own, don't get me wrong the school I went to had some right villains but they would never steal from the locals, only banks 😊😊
It was the way it was Don, and if I'm honest I wouldn't of had it any other way. Yes, we had very little, but we had love and fun, we made our games on bomb sites and in the streets outside our house. I wouldn't change it for anything xHope you and yours are well💕
They wouldn't, you could play from morning till night only go in for bread and jam and a big refreshing drink of water and the game would never glitch out🤗😘
Exactly, you would play run outs but you would pop home to eat while still playing 😁 and I lived in East London, but in my street was the place where all the rag and bone men, milkman and tinkers got the hay for their horses, great for the roses😁😁x
I remember dad grew roses and used to get his 'ossmuck' as it was called from the local farm. He used to walk back with it in a wheel barrow and then it was piled in the back garden. When it dried out we used to stand in top and jump off. Yuk. Wouldn't dare do that these days😁😘
My friend and me used pick the mint from his garden on a Sunday get the go kart out ( orange box plank of wood and 4 pram wheels) and sell round the houses 😄
Now that's what I call sophisticated! 😂😂 brilliant. I can go one better, if we ran out of coal my sister and her friend used to go to the coal merchants at the top of the road with me in the pram, the coal would be put in the pram with me put back on the top of the coal and back home again. No delivery charges incurred. 😁
I do indeed and I was always amazed at the amount of coal dust that used to come down. Another thing I remember was the gas man coming to empty the meter, he used to sit on the stairs and count all the money and put all the shillings in piles and then give my mum a rebate from it, I loved watching him count the money. Why does the name Scrooge come to mind. 😁😁
Ours caught fire once when our mum and dad were out. The neighbour next door came in with one of those big blocks of salt broken up and sprinkled it all over the fire and that was it, it put it out. We did have to get the sweep in obviously afterwards but it did the trick.
I strongly agree there are millions of people that have singed this petition i hope that the university regents its decision he should sue the university 😤
I do too. And yeah, he should sue. This is so blatantly wrong... the university I went to/work for has student services specifically for kids like your friend. Every university should. It's just common sense 🤔
Actually, I just checked and they have! Hopefully, I can get some before Christmas...I've already lost my two front teeth (well, more than two), so maybe Santa can deliver a Christmas miracle 🎅
Yeah, the janky came up and bit me on the behind. It's my own fault for sleeping erratically and not long enough. Then, there's always the possibility that my medication needs adjusting again. 😩
If people stopped sending me 80,000 word messages, I would be very, very sad😿
Unfortunately, not much I can do about the sleep. I fell asleep for a few hours last night, missed the time I normally take my last dose of meds for the evening...had to take them super-late, so I just stayed up through the morning...I'm amazed I haven't conked out already.💤
Ok well I don't want you to be sad.... But I do hope you get more sleep. I'm trying to psychically bestow upon you my crippling fatigue. That'll get you at least two days of uninterrupted sleep 😸
Not today, thankfully 😺 Yesterday was a doozy (hopefully you couldn't tell). But I'm all good now. Just cleaned my bathroom, cleaning Rick and Morty's tank now, then moving on to Loki's cage 😸
I don't think you told me that it was a doozy, but maybe there was something that I missed? I am glad that today is better. I just wish you felt you could tell me if you were feeling bad.
Oh I wasn't feeling bad, just a bit sleepy. And I didn't want you to feel bad. The messages helped though ❤️ They made me feel a lot better and got me to perk up quite a bit
Please don't insult yourself by saying you look like Beetlejuice 🙀 Plus, the most attractive bf I've ever had had dark circles around his eyes and had to shave his head because of his receding hairline. So don't knock the look! 😹
😹 It's a personal preference. If you like tracking the follicular movement, then keep 'em. If you're not interested in watching them depart from your dome piece, go ahead and shave 'em off 😹
My favorites were mostly the black and white Universal monster movies. My favorite is The Wolf Man, followed by The Creature From the Black Lagoon. How about you? You like any creature features?
Right? The scene where you see the shadow of his long claw-like fingers reaching through the doorway... *shivers* I hate scary movies, but I love this one 😹
Yeah, the imagery from that film is so indelible and the make-up effects are sick, even by today's standards. Though I do enjoy monster movies and other scary films (especially psychological thrillers), I'm not a fan of gory films (with a few exceptions). Is there anything particular that you dislike about scary films?
So this is really silly and whimpy, but I get chest pains and heart palpitations a lot and they in turn lead to uncontrollable tremors in my arms and hands. Anything that makes me jump sets them off (and I am quite jumpy), so I avoid anything that makes me physically react because then I have to spend the next few hours in misery 😿
I guess there isn't anything in the movies that I dislike (plot lines, gore, etc.). I just avoid them to keep from feeling pain in my chest or experiencing the tremors. But this started a few years ago, so I'm ok with movies I'd seen before that like The Shining and The Ring and such because I know what to expect and therefore won't jump
Ahhhh if only it worked that way... But no. HU Supp will just give her a warning when they get in (I think it's only like 5am there right now, so there will be a few hours til they show up) and then if she does it again, they might ban her.
We grew mustard for Coleman's - I remember taking a young lady on a tour of the barns and asking her if she knew what it was... she said she did not, and, on my suggestion tried a grain or two... she could not taste it so she then chewed a handful...!
She chewed one or two grains, and could not taste anything, and then chewed a handful... I meant her no harm, but the sensation is intense flushing of the face and head.
Hiba you do fit in, what you mustn't do is dwell on the past, the past is gone and you have a great future before you !! Smile and we will all smile with you💕💕💕
I am sometimes my own enemy and its not anybody’s fault you shouldn’t apologize at all. I love each of you ❤️ Please remember that there’s no need to apologize ❤️❤️
I spent 3 weeks in Italy and had Stracciatella everyday... Sometimes multiple times a day... 😳😅 I walked everywhere though, so that's how I justified it
Sometimes we put ourselves down when we should be remembering that we are all equal, each as good as the other we all love you here you fit in perfectly, leave the past behind and look forward to a bright beautiful future xx
I don't think I'm alone in thinking that you have a beautiful nature and a strength of character that will carry you through the bad times as you mature! Make your life decisions wisely and kindly and you'll have a good and happy life in front of you 😘😘
Just remembered - baths! We had a tin bath in front of the fire. In fact mum used to bath us in the sink when we were toddlers.And then there were the shared baths. You left the water in for the next kid, in age order.😁😘💕
We had a council house with a "proper" bathroom upstairs. However no heating so it was freezing in winter and the water was heated from the living room fire so in summer my dad had to light the fire especially for bath night.
Well guys gonna leave you to it now, reckon you've moved over to pm, had a brilliant time this evening, cheered me up no end, any normal year I would have been at stonehenge tonight worshipping the stones! The things covid put a stop to eh? Night night catch up tomorrow xx
Thank you for a fantastic night😳It's been a rotten couple of days for us all and you have done so much to help us through it. And yes I can be serious sometimes. Not as much fun though is it😁Look at your pm before you go for your beauty sleep ♥️💕😘😘😘😘🥰
As an American I realize I’m on the outside looking in but I’ve read all the comments and have really enjoyed them. It’s wonderful how close you all are and the memories you share. Loved Bazzacks post that started it all.
I lived in Yorkshire as a child, don't know if it was a local thing. The sweet shops had jars of different coloured 'kali'. I guess it was just flavoured coloured sugar. The 'Spanish' came in two types, a small hard one and a larger softer one. They were types of liquorice. You sucked the spanish until it was sticky then dipped it in the kali and sucked the kali off it!!!!! Or you could use a sticky finger!Jubbly must have been the first tetrapack, it was an orange drink. But the shopkeepers put them in the freezer and sold them as large ice lollies, without the stick!
I have a tin in the kitchen at the moment, Nestles. I intend to make a key lime pie with it for Christmas as something a bit different, we love limes. I have to limit my sugar intake so will have to be very strict with myself not to eat any milk that's left with a spoon
It was so different, a fond memory of a game called 'moonlight starlight', a sort of hide and seek at dusk on a nearby green space. But that was when there was green space, and kids were safe to play out in the dark.
Thank goodness!The first time I met hubby's parents his mum served them for dinner🤮😳It was all I could do not to throw up. I'm convinced she did it to all prospective daughter in laws as a test😁😘
That was the US back in the day too!! Simple times. But I also got chased by a small gang and made it home safely. Never scared like that in my life. I was a teenager then. Some were my friend's brothers.
I adored my big brother. He was a skinhead (not a nasty violent one) and introduced me to a lot of the music I still like today,taught me to do the dances.And he used to take me to watch Sheff Utd. 5 bob to get in.
Hello darling. It's fab- I'm really enjoying it and everyone else is.I think it will hold the record for the longest post.😁I'm now thinking about some of the pranks we played on dad. Do you remember the ads for practical jokes like fake dog poo that appeared in magazines? Well done you for providing us with such a good time😘😘😘💕
Hey Mr. B I think you're gonna hit 500 subscriptions all set for you tube in 2021😂seriously this has been so brilliantly lighthearted I'm enjoying every minute of it😘
.wonderful tale,of the golden years,when we didnt have much,and Christmas meant a sparkle a light a pressie oh such delight,and everything you said made perfect sense,and not all this parking space ,bicycles on pavements,noisy horrendous traffic,whenand where will it end,its so sad to relate,------well,says I ,with a weary sigh,heaven knows and glory be to God whatever our fate-------sorry to sound so pessimistic----but sadly its true--21fist century so far seems like a hallubaloo!
Yuck!!yeah,but we also had’fluff’Freeman to get lost in for an hour. I had a cigar tube and pretended it was a microphone while cavorting riound the lounge thinking I was a superstar! I knew all the words to the top twenty😀😂🎤🎼🎼
I was lucky. I borrowed my brothers real one and later went on to learn some basic chords.had to give it up when this disease took hold as I couldn’t move my fingers very fast.🎸
My brother used to pose with the racquet in the mirror pretending to be Jimi Hendrix😁I taught myself to play some chords too. In fact I think there's still a guitar in the loft.😁🐰
Facebook is nothing but a curse for young people! xx
Brilliant!! I do remember some of it as I was born in 1965!!! Do you remember building bomb fires and going collecting wood off anyone who would give it to us. When we were little it would be a small fire and a few fire works in our back garden. As we got older we used to have a big one at my friend's round the corner as they had some back fields!! These now have houses on them!!
I was shrewd and had my guy outside the working man club ( my dad was president)All the men would come out half cut and me at least half a crown each!😁 ,
I had boxes of fire works in the back garden for me and my younger sister to light. Then my older sister arrived with her teen friends and tried to take over so me with a lit sparkler tried to warn her off and only succeeded in setting light to all the fireworks at once!!! I ended up hiding in the outside toilet as the explosions happend 🙉🙉
😁Your stories are much funnier than your jokes- hilarious. I'd love to have had you in one of my classes. That would have been a real challenge. I wonder who would have won? 😁😘😘😘
thank you . She made my blood boil I was trying to be really nice but then I just had to get something out of my chest the fact that she did This just because she was upset about a member not getting along with her mother made me angry I told her not everyone is going to get along with there parents I even told her that when I was a child I got mad at my mom . I felt like I wasn’t me when I wrote it but I had to write it for her to understand
No that wouldn't have worked on me at all. 😘I would have loved your jokes and cheeky charm. I was form tutor to one class for 5 yrs and they were great fun. Lots of Bazzaks in there. I wasn't above winding them up either😊😘😘😘
Just read it . Bless you.I feel guilty laughing though be cause some of it is really quite sad.😘 The swimming trunks- priceless😊 I had a similar situation involving the top of a hand crocheted bikini🤭🥰😘😘😘
Hi....may I suggest that you read the following book....The Road to Nab End
by William Woodruff
It is most enjoyable to read for me as a South Africa...way way back....
William Woodruff had the sort of childhood satirised in the famous Monty Python Yorkshireman sketch. The son of a weaver, he was born on a pallet of straw at the back of the mill and two days later his mother was back at work. Life was extrememly tough for the family in 1920's Blackburn - a treat was sheep's head or cow-heel soup - and got worse when his father lost his job when the cotton industry started its terminal decline. Woodruff had to find his childhood fun in the little free time he had available between his delivery job and school, but he never writes self-pityingly, leaving the reader to shed the tears on his behalf.
Sounds like my type of book. I must try and get a cooy.I've now got the 4 Yorkshiremen sketch in my head 😊When I was a student we were always reciting monty python sketches and this was a particular favourite. My family are from Yorkshire so that made it even funnier. Thank you for bringing it to our attention. Best wishes.Maria 🐰
i don't live where you are but most of this was what my life was like and so fun and yes we all would get to know each other and now no one takes the time to get to know their neighbors...makes me cry ...thank you for making me remember the good times ....love and much happiness....
People then would put some of the people in these times to shame I feel. They just got on with it didn't they! Some of them were the salt of the earth!
Aww, how fantastic is that, what a wonderful photo to look back on. Her hair cut is the same as my oldest sister's when she was about four (she's been gone since 2013) and was 81 when she went. What lovely memories these photos give us. xx
Christmas nostalgia on BBC 4 tonight at 7. Fanny Craddock Cooks Christmas. Now there was a gruesome woman! She really scared me when I was a kid. Her food was rather grim too 😊😘
I only got in real trouble once in secondary school, where I had to go before the Headmaster and the sports teachers. But when I explained what happend, they burst out laughing and told me to go back to class😁
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