It was WW2. All the comics and everything was about how Britain (Engerland) won it & there were still loads of late middle-aged people who had been though it.
Collecting bottles for the refundable deposit.
Quarters of sweets.
Getting a Chinese meal if my Dad had had overtime or won on the horses.
What?
Did I even milk men?
The best Christmas present i can remember from my childhood is a drum kit, only a chidās one, but a proper drum kit. It was given to me by my Aunt, my Motherās sister, who, unknown to me at the time being only about nine or ten, had always hated my Father. I was absolutely thrilled with it, bashing those skins with my Aunt beaming and my Mother looking nervously at my Father. I came down the stairs on Boxing Day and it was gone, never to be seen again. Broke my heart. True story.
I had this Dr Who gameā¦(still have it but its a bit fucked) its was shit as well
Weāve still got one.
ā¦Slow tonight
What a milkman for an uncle?
Corona delivered to your house.
Cherryade
Hair
Probably, theyāre all interrelated on The Waterside tbf.
Still do that here get 5p back on each beer bottle
School discos
When a simple snog, a coke and too many crisps and going home still smelling her cheap perfume a wonderful night out⦠(hoping she did not notice the fun sized mars bar during the slow dance at the end;-) )
If you were in the 5th year you were lambasted unless you went home āsmelling of Scampi Friesā.
Scampi Fries.