I can't be nearly as old as you. I remember 4 types of bread. White and brown. Sliced and unsliced.Quote:
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I can't be nearly as old as you. I remember 4 types of bread. White and brown. Sliced and unsliced.Quote:
Originally Posted by Woof
I remember being fascinated with the bread slicing machine at the bakery. Occasionally we would be lucky enough to see the baker toss freshly baked loaves into the loading chute. The smell of the cut bread was heavenly.
I remember when they delivered milk and bread to your front door.
You just left the money in the letter box.
Born Free was number One ha ha ha
We were so poor we had to jerk off the dog to feed the cat.Quote:
Originally Posted by MB
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Shit 20 years ago the wife now and I sat up decorating our kitchen table in scribblehttp://www.nissanpatrol.com.au/forum...019/12/231.jpg
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So are you Nah Nah or Jazz mate? :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Avo
Edit: I'll take a stab. Onya Nah Nah!
My parent's couldn't afford sliced bread. Mum was bloody particular too - had to be sliced perfect - old high top loaves.... my job among many.
With reference to the fires at the moment, as teenagers we'd grab rakes, wet sacks, shovels and give what was then known as the "Bush Fire Brigade" a hand with preventitive backburns hauling hoses etc. Thought of it as good honest fun.
There was no fancy water bombers of high tech gear back then, just some old Bedfords and basic hand tools.
The trick was to prevent severe fires by patchwork burning on a regular basis, and keep fire trails open and maintained.
We realised that good preparation was the best way to defend against fires, with volunteers and a non-existant budget.
The idea was not to "fight" fires, but to create a situation where there was multiple levels of defensive preparation against fire harming buildings and people.
Seemed to work pretty well back then. Fires were generally in the grassy low shrub of the forest floor. When older, we'd go for a drive out around the bush tracks when there was a bushfire for a sticky beak and see if anyone needed a hand.
Dad taught us about driving downhill through a firefront, rather than trying to outrun it.
Drove through a few fire fronts without issue or even much fear, but they weren't crown fires.
Never saw a crown fire in person, only on TV in last 20 years when the forest floor became overgrown.
Forest floor when I was a kid was Kangaroo grass, burrawong, bracken, and a few little shrubs - could walk through like a park.
But that was when it was managed by Forestry and cattle lease.
Once Phil Coperburg and NPWS took over it all went to neglect and ruin.
Then again - I'm a "boomer" - apparently we know nothing and it's all different now.
Agreed AB Mate!
Good Hard Yakka memories as a kid too as late as the early 80’s having to travel with Dad further out of our ‘Green Wedge’ just started then I believe to the likes of outlying Toolangi regions down here.
Tracks were maintained up there, many family Valiant station wagons doing the same daily throughout spring ready for their home fires next winters!
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Bush used to be so open and clear under the gums, that I'd chase roos and wallabies riding my push bike (single speed 28" with backpedal brakes) across the forest floor.
Same bush today you couldn't even walk through it's so choked with weeds and undergrowth.
Also you could get loaf or half loaf sizesQuote:
Originally Posted by Touses
Scariest childhood memory by far was waking shortly before sunrise as kids with my little brother in our thin tarp like tent cover.
Tens if not a hundred Giants in our slumber were stumbling around our camp and trying to eat us firstly by licking and taste testing our outer dewy dodgey wet shelter.
Back then in Wonnangatta Valleys we could piss bolt back to Dad’s main campsite through only ankle deep Cattle grass at best too.
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I remember when a full time job was still an option...oops too much boohoo...lol
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During a rare lazy evening and an ale or two, I was lamenting the lack of any decent shows on TV these days and thought about what was around when I was young.
Do you remember the old westerns when TV was first introduced into Oz? Like:
Rawhide
Laramie
Stage Coach
Rifleman
Sugarfoot
Kit Carson
Gunsmoke
Have gun will travel
Bronco
Bonanza
The list goes on - there were dozens of them.
Then followed a phase of doctor shows:
Dr Kildare
Dr Ben Casey
Marcus Welby
and more.
I would like to bring back some the old westerns because the worst of them was better than the best of the crap 'reality', talent, cooking, blah blah blah than passes for entertainment these days.
I read or do something a little creative rather than watch TV these days - a lot to do with being hard of hearing as well as the sh!t that's on.
Cool hand Luke...[emoji41]Quote:
Originally Posted by Brissieboy
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Wagon Train, Bonanza, Combat, The Outer Limits and many more.
Cool hand Luke is a movie, not a TV series. But a damn good one!Quote:
Originally Posted by MB TD42
I remember when I was a Boy . Not any more LOL
I remember as a kid, up at dawn, hop on the bike with the sluggy(later .22) and take off for the day with some sandwiches and a canteen of water, meet up with the mates and just go all day, where I grew up in Newcastle, I could ride from one end of the Hunter Valley to the other barely seeing a house. techzpod download mobdro
I remember major brand jams were Aussie made, Aussie owned and had bits of fruit in them. Not like the insipid 'jelly' that is the norm, now.
I remember when I was a boy ,
Eating Ovaltines. Lol
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i remember when i was a boy......... 16, working at the local Ampol servo. super fuel......12.5 c.p.l.
working at Amppol at 16 years old. petrol...... 12.5 c.p.l. i once filled my car up for four dollars.
In the mid 60s when I started driving petrol was around 3s6d (no dollars then but equal to 35c) per gallon - roughly 8c per litre.
Yes that was a part of the 60's but the part I remember was the pay....5 pounds 11 shillings a fortnight after tax then pay mum 2 pounds for board, 10 shillings in the bank then ciggies and petrol for the bike couple picture shows (1 per week) if anything good was on. Thank god I haven't smoked for over 20 years.