General Chat

I was always dosed up with codliver oil and malt, cos the school doc told my mum I needed it - I was wiry. I was a real olive oyl when I was younger , wish I was now, I am more like Bessie Bunter! Does anyone remember those table mats that came with Daz or something, they were sort of rectangular with rounded corners and brown, shiny with a vase of flowers on I think. Amazing how many of my old people I have looked after over the years, have had the same ones my mum and I collected. Still have mine somewhere I think.

I wish the off-licences would charge a deposit for bottles again. That way people would not be smashing them in the streets so often. Although I know they must have been out of pocket cos people used to go round the back of the pub and pinch them to re-claim the deposit. There is always broken glass near us and it is annoying when I ride a bike everyday. There are enough people round here wandering the streets looking for fag butts that if they saw an empty bottle they would return it so that it wouldnt be smashed to bits.

Memory is poor as I was born in the 60's but......were these sixties or seventies? Oh I loved fuzzy felts! Chopper bikes Watch out the Humphries are about (Milk commercials) Space Hoppers Clackers (real hard balls that knocked together - did your nuckles in if you wern't careful) West Ham doing well at football? or is that just my imagination? Suzanne

Then there was the bottled school milk which they put by the radiators in the winter to thaw. Used to read the Beano, Dandy, Bunty, and Jackie. My mother had a coal tar thing which she she put a candle in and the smell wafted around the room, for me as I had a bad chest (they call it asthma these days LOL). I still love that smell. Having to sit quietly on a Saturday afternoon when the football results came on as my grandfather used to do the 'pools'.

Those different cards from the P.G. tips boxes, and some little plastic men, what went on the end of a pencil, but not sure where they came from, and those Shell coins, Man in Flight, and think there was a World Cup one, my favourite collection came later on, little fluffy coloured hair Trolls!, and I Spy books!, and pretty marbles! :)

I'd forgotten Trolls, I used to love them, had loads of them at one time. Wonder if you can still get them :-))))

Still poor memory? 60's or what? Green Shield stamps Thrupenny bits

The Betterware man, He came to your door with a suitcase full of bits and bobs that were sometimes usefull Helen

Tiny little tins of Lavender polish

when the butcher came and left the meat in the fridge for you if you were out. No locked doors then brenda

Fred, Do you Rickmanswoth at all? Sixpence~ that was my pocket money from my Grandfather when i cleaned all the shoes that repaired( he was a Cobbler). Oh happy days!!!! R.B. Cherry Blossom polish.

Cremola Foam that you added to water......

I collected tea cards- or rather my cousin did , she grew up and my Aunt decided that sticking them into the books became my task, i have a box of completed books even now, some of them from the 1950's up to when i finished sticking them in-probably middle 70's - Probably worth a few pound, the very early one as they are all complete jess

Trish My friend is selling 15 Trolls on ebay. The price is up to £10.50 at the moment! Wish I'd kept all mine! LOL Sue xx

I used to drink Cremola Foam from my toothmug..........It was banned from boarding school but could sneak a tin up to the dormatory.......Can taste it now.............

Gonks - you HAD to have a gonk! Hair lacquer that came in a squirty bottle and having only three shampoos to choose from - dry, greasy or normal hair. The 'marvel' of instant gravy and Smash TIGHTS! - sorry that's fashion I suppose but what bliss after stockings or 'hold-ups' that didn't. Road sweepers without machines The smell of Patchouli Tonibell Ice cream vans Party Sevens that never opened without squirting beer everywhere Bus conductors Ford Cortinas Lambretta Scooters lit up like Blackpool Illuminations Is it really forty years ago? Mags

I had a little Raleigh wisp scootery thing, anyone else remember them............got it for my 21st............thought I was the bee's knees......It was a laugh at the petrol station 2fill her up' Half a gallon about 2/6d.......................

I remember when taking medicine.It tasted so awful Mam used to give it to us on a teaspoon with jam and sugar. We used to buy Horlicks tablets, Spanish liquorice root and cinnamon sticks (when sweets were rationed) lol and yes i am nearly 100 years old!! LOL Mau x :O)))))))

can anyone tell me the difference between a troll and a Gonk? Were Trolls not the hard plastic version of a Gonk? that sounds like a foreign language!! (still got two , but thought they were called Gonks!) Gonk From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Jump to: navigation, search A Gonk is a small furry soft toy, extremely popular in the 1980s as an affectionate gift in the UK. They are usually plush toys, animal in nature but of no discernable species. They have no legs or arms (sometimes small flaps of material instead serve this purpose) and large appealing eyes. The word gonk probably derives from the German 'gonken' which means 'fabulous' or 'mythical', and fits in with the Gonk's troll-like status. Subsequent Decline Gonks fell completely out of popularity in the early 1990s, due to the name being assumed by small plastic dolls with far too much hair.

Oh yes, remember all this, lovely to reminiss! I used to love both virol and malt, was not very keen on Minidex. Not a particularly pleasant subject but anyone remember the horrible treatment for worms when kids? I can remember being dosed with raw carrot, salt water and a horrible chocolate looking circular cake/tablet that tasted foul. I also collected the Tea picture cards, match box labels (wish I still had them they sell for quite a bit now), film star pictures/photos, some from film magazines and some we used to send away begging letters for. I remember the Corona man calling when i was first married, the baker, the milkman (we bought tokens for both bread and milk). and the laundry van where i would send my sheets and hubby's stiff detachable Naval collars and white collarless shirts to be washed and starched and ironed. Then my groceries would be delivered by the co-op, the Betterwear man would call with his case. Ann Glos