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Saturdays, going to work with Dad in Canterbury and playing with the petrol wash in the workshop, Kingsmead Baths, blimey is that Sandra from primary school in a bikini? Look at them! 6p for a bag of chips from the machine, petrol 34.5p a gallon, Tom at the Total garage, can I do it please? Fishing down the canal, milk bottles in the Osokool by the hedge, Radio 2 1500m long wave, Saturday Rock Show on the FM, Fluff and Tommy Vance, Kendo Nagasaki, Kent Walton, Football League Division One, Scottish results - who scored 8 this week? Chelsea boots, tank tops and turn-ups, Gerdi Muller, Peter Gordeno on a stool, The Golden Shot, Bernie the Bolt - Bobby Charlton did it from Mexico and Mooro got nicked, Anne Aston, Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased), The Persuaders, bread and jam, butter, No! Stork Margarine, Leslie Crowther, Sundays, Football practice with the Cubs, The Navy Lark, Dad falling asleep in his blue sweater after lunch, mum, Chris has fallen in the pond, can he stay for lunch (even though he smells of piss a bit)? Round The Horne and I'm Sorry I'll Read That Again, football down Carter's Field, Mark S* handing out the Kensitas, Semprini Serenade, Cheerful bloody Charlie Chester, Catweazle, electrickery, cricket out on the meadow, climbing trees, running for the sheer fun of it, Top 20 countdown, Sing Something Simple with Cliff Adams and the Adams' Singers with Jack Emblow on the accordion, Doctor in The House, Robin Nedwell, I'll get you, Butler! bathnight, leave the water in, power cuts, Jason King, Radio Caroline under the covers, oi, you love her. Goodnight.
*Would later achieve rather greater notoriety for falling asleep when he should have been performing the rather more onerous task of closing the bow doors on the Herald of Free Enterprise.
*Would later achieve rather greater notoriety for falling asleep when he should have been performing the rather more onerous task of closing the bow doors on the Herald of Free Enterprise.
11 Vegetable peelings:
That rings a bell with me!
Funny - you don't look that old!
I'll bet you have baffled your overseas readers...
Congratulations.
It's not my birthday if anyone's wondering. It was simply a stream of consciousness thing resulting from a pub conversation on Friday evening. Life was so much simpler 35 odd years ago. And where did my last comment go?
Oh well, if it's not your birthday I'll withdraw the congratulations. I'd assumed the uncharacteristic dropped catch was the result of a birthday hangover.
It may have been a bad pint. Probably didn't clean the pipes out properly, and all that. Yeah, that's it.
Ah. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
"Life was so much simpler 35 odd years ago."
That'd be the year I was born then.
I do like it when for once I read a blog post that doesn't make me feel like an old bastard...
So it's all your fault it went wrong then. Get him!
'allo aged person... a few things there that rang a bell with me!
I'm about... still dooyooing and back in Essex with him of 7 years... will hopefully post another blog soon
Oh... saw a lovely little dooyoo op posted Sept 2002 with regard to open windows... ring any bells?!?!
Open windows? OPEN windows?
oh yes Sharon... OPEN windows, and although it was forcharity, there ought to be a law about that!
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