The article below appears in today's Guardian. I do think some of the wording is quite good in how it explains some of the changes due to leaving the EU.
My 'Brexit bonus' proved to be a customs duty bill from DHL
Whether picture frames or trainers, buyers are counting the cost of ordering from the EU
theguardian.com/money/2021/...
(I know that aspects of the article and, even more so, the comments, might be seen as political. This is absolutely not why I am posting - which is simply because it does explains several aspects quite well. Please avoid political comments.)
Buy British - the slogan of our youth 🥴
Sounds better than "Death and taxes"!
Pity they got rid of British NDT or I’d deffo be supporting it!
Some pigs are more equal than others 😊
Some pigs are more squeal than others ?
😊. And a neat little anagram there.Well done Hell Veal.
Indeed!!!
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Buy British - the slogan of our youth 🥴
Must have been more affluent than mine ....i only remember " turn the bluddy light out " and "get off the phone"
They were trying to counter the mass import of Chinese goods. My father had a bit of a turn once when I bought a pack of colouring pencils Made in China. When he bought them for us he always bought the Lakeland ones.
He wasn’t best pleased either when I bought a Japanese car in my youth. I think we forgot how many of that generation had a fierce loyalty to our manufacturing industry.
I come from Birmingham, the City of a Thousand Trades. Gone now is the famous Jewellery Quarter, the car industry etc.
Actually the jewellery quarter IS still there (although rather more swanky bars there as well than you might remember) - I bought a friend some ear-rings there not so long ago when up there for work; but the car industry is certainly a shadow of its former self (although I'm not sure how may people lament the demise of the Maestro)
That’s interesting. I remember the old Jewellery Quarter selling from their factories - at greatly discounted prices. I believe that now it’s got several jewellery shops who sell at normal retail prices.
As for the car industry - too many Friday afternoon cars. Nuff said. 🤨
Certainly not as cheap as it used to be
But it's still mostly little businesses that make the stuff at the back with a shop at the front. Certainly there's nothing nicer than picking the stones out for your engagement ring and having it made just for you
That’s very romantic 💓. We bought mine in Cyprus.
Aah but you did have a phone tatt. 😊
Our phone was almost the same no as Rockferry train station and my dad got fed up with innumerable calls to the effect of: “hey mate, what time’s the next train to Liverpool?” It was soon disconnected! We didn’t have a phone for years after that and woe betide you if you had the temerity to actually use it! Imagine being able to call your local train station.....from Annus Mirabilis to Annus Horribilis ++
We had a similar thing happen. My parents had a phone number which had been allocated to a taxi firm. They got a bit sick of being woken up in the middle of the night. They got their number changed. We didn’t have a phone until I was 18 though - and we weren’t allowed to use it either 😳
I don’t remember the Rockferry station mimic phone but I was about 14 when we got another number. Yes permission had to be sought and it wasn’t worth the hassle phoning anyone besides no one generally phoned one another of my age back then. Fathers were such tyrants and no one thought it reprehensible behaviour.
Those were the days..... " mummy , please can i phone Christine ?"
"no, you can give her three rings and she can phone you back" ~ (Christine was loads better off than us, they had yoghurts in the fridge that they were actually allowed to eat...... ). We still had a Party Line for several years, we'd pick it up to dial a number and the 'lady up the road' was on it already.
OMG Tatty. I’d forgotten the ‘three rings’ signal 😊😊We had a party line for a while too. My mum was convinced that they used to listen in on our conversations 🤣
I DID used to listen to the lady up the road..... there wasn't a lot else to do for fun on Sunday afternoons in the 70's
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Back to the 1960s... how dreadful! So restrictive in 2021!