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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2019 22:49:17 GMT
Only time I watch the telly really is as a big screen for the laptop so we can both watch it for documentries . Watched this one tonight , stunning camera work , hes done 2 others , one one halluconogenic honey in Nepal , and one on Gypsies in Rajahstan .
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 12:47:48 GMT
When you used to take Tizer bottles back to a shop like this to get the deposit,and buy Spanish Gold coconut tobbacco. I remember the smell of the parrafin heater,cooked meats and cheese, with a back ground note of damp . The door had a bell, and it was always full of old biddies gossiping about there young neighbours.It would go quiet for a few seconds ,as you entered . Then they would go back into full natter !  |
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Post by bigbear67 on Feb 20, 2019 12:55:36 GMT
GGGGranville,fetch yer cloth!
Used to love our local shop. Owned by "auntie"Brenda. She had an early top loading freezer with heavy rubber lids & sold Lyons Maid ice cream in cardboard wrapped blocks,you could buy a slice off the block in a square cornet. As a treat, ma would sometimes let me get a choc ice in a cornet! Good times.....
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Post by patchypete on Feb 20, 2019 13:56:23 GMT
Our corner shop, used to sell bacon, the old chap would ask if you wanted, thick, medium or thin, he would cut off the amount of slices you asked for, then wrap it in grease proof paper and then tie the parcel up with a bit of string. ( if I close my eyes I can still see the interior of that little shop, the old lady had a room round the back where she sold balls of wool for all the home knitters, ) ahh those were gentler days đ
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 14:13:38 GMT
The shop like that I remember best was in a small mining village called Micklefield nr Leeds. Luckily it was virtually next door to my Grandmas house . I had to run the gauntlet of the local kids who called me the cockney, They didn't seem to fond of southeners even though my dad was born in the house ,and my mum a few also from the village. On mischeif night they smeared the word cockneys on my dads windscreen . He went ballistic !
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 14:34:04 GMT
When you used to take Tizer bottles back to a shop like this to get the deposit,and buy Spanish Gold coconut tobbacco. I remember the smell of the parrafin heater,cooked meats and cheese, with a back ground note of damp . The door had a bell, and it was always full of old biddies gossiping about there young neighbours.It would go quiet for a few seconds ,as you entered . Then they would go back into full natter ! Ooh, Spanish Gold, I used to love that. |
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Post by fenrisulfr on Feb 20, 2019 14:49:11 GMT
When you used to take Tizer bottles back to a shop like this to get the deposit,and buy Spanish Gold coconut tobbacco. I remember the smell of the parrafin heater,cooked meats and cheese, with a back ground note of damp . The door had a bell, and it was always full of old biddies gossiping about there young neighbours.It would go quiet for a few seconds ,as you entered . Then they would go back into full natter ! The days of proper grocers shops, stuff came loose, was weighed out to what you want or could afford and was wrapped in brown paper, none of this plastic shite and no waste. Used to scavenge pop bottles from all over or pop round the back of the boozers, pick a few empties and then return them via the hatch for fag money, usually Black Cat.
If you bought icecream, it came in greaseproof paper and got wrapped in newspaper another recycling jobby just like when you had fish and chips. always wrapped in newspaper so you had a read at the same time unlike the twunts today with layers of white paper, plastic boxes and so on, just more waste.
Just thinking that nearly every pub back then had a hatch by the entrance door for serving, another thing long gone. |
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Post by bigbear67 on Feb 20, 2019 16:31:42 GMT
Nothing better for lighting the morning fire than last night's chip papers.....đĨ
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 16:43:20 GMT
Nothing better for lighting the morning fire than last night's chip papers.....đĨ Depends. Unless they have been locked away, the dog has found, stolen and eaten them! đđ |
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Post by patchypete on Feb 20, 2019 18:28:48 GMT
Round are way at most junctions was a corner shop, a post box and a telephone box ,I think there were about 6 shops in a mile range, 4 pubs as well. We not talking about living in a town either, most of the roads around my parents home were gravel, I can remember as a small lad, putting out a bucket of water by the gate for the donkeys and horses that used to wander by.
You should see it now, all tarmac, built up housing estates, no corner shops, telephone boxes and one pub ( that went all yuppie)
Sad times
no donkeys or horses either âšī¸
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 18:48:18 GMT
Nothing better for lighting the morning fire than last night's chip papers.....đĨ Except canvasing politicians and Jehovas witnesses , though dash of petrol helps ! |
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Post by bigbear67 on Feb 20, 2019 19:44:59 GMT
Round are way at most junctions was a corner shop, a post box and a telephone box ,I think there were about 6 shops in a mile range, 4 pubs as well. We not talking about living in a town either, most of the roads around my parents home were gravel, I can remember as a small lad, putting out a bucket of water by the gate for the donkeys and horses that used to wander by. You should see it now, all tarmac, built up housing estates, no corner shops, telephone boxes and one pub ( that went all yuppie) Sad times no donkeys or horses either âšī¸ I noticed a while ago that all the phone boxes near us have been removed! Suppose nobody uses them anymore, even little kiddies carry mobiles around now but it was nice to know the boxes were there for emergencies. I can still remember the phone number of the box that was outside my childhood home, used to stand in it for hours talking to my then girlfriend who was ar Liverpool uni..... |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2019 19:47:46 GMT
A few of the phone boxes round he have difibolators instead of phones ,and the one in the village has a free book exchange in it .
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Post by patchypete on Feb 20, 2019 19:49:36 GMT
Round are way at most junctions was a corner shop, a post box and a telephone box ,I think there were about 6 shops in a mile range, 4 pubs as well. We not talking about living in a town either, most of the roads around my parents home were gravel, I can remember as a small lad, putting out a bucket of water by the gate for the donkeys and horses that used to wander by. You should see it now, all tarmac, built up housing estates, no corner shops, telephone boxes and one pub ( that went all yuppie) Sad times no donkeys or horses either âšī¸ I noticed a while ago that all the phone boxes near us have been removed! Suppose nobody uses them anymore, even little kiddies carry mobiles around now but it was nice to know the boxes were there for emergencies. I can still remember the phone number of the box that was outside my childhood home, used to stand in it for hours talking to my then girlfriend who was ar Liverpool uni..... â you hang up â â no you hang up â â you hang up â â no you hang up â tap tap tap ( on the glass), â are you going to be much longer â |
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Post by patchypete on Feb 20, 2019 19:50:40 GMT
A few of the phone boxes round he have difibolators instead of phones ,and the one in the village has a free book exchange in it . Ours is a book exchange, I use it now and again đ |
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