I Remember when I was a Boy

[taslucas]

, and you could have a "GAYTIME"

Pretty sure you can still have one of those! Lol

Tap, crackle, pop

[Sir Roofy]

Great thread OVA50,
I remember those tin hands that were used for turn signals on trucks.
Plus a fatty was a 6" wide tyre, and you could have a "GAYTIME"

and the little orange indicators that came out of the pillar behind the front doors
was a morris i think

[TPC]

I remember getting dropped off at school in a 1948 Morris Minor, would tell my Mum to park around the corner so no other kids would see me getting out.
Now i would love to have that Morris.

[Maxhead]

I remember when I was a boy going into town and seeing tanks and riots everywhere, tear gas and water canons.....I used to get off on crying for no reason and getting a free shower thanks to the government.
I remember lining up at the shops for a couple of days to get supplies so you could have some decent food besides bread. We used to take turns like a shift, 4 hour on 4 hours off...lol

Ahhhh, the good old days!!! lololol

[jack]

Remember walking trough the centre of town (small Vic country town) carrying the sluggy, to meet my mate who old enough to have a 22. He was 14 I was 12, getting stopped by the local policeman who asked where we were going. Off to the tip to shot some rats, he told us to be carefull as we had to walk along the railway line and there would be a train along. We would have to walk along single track railway bridge. Also told us to clean up the feral cats.
Now you see a kid with a gun and the Special Operations Group arrives.

[Bigrig]

I remember when I was a boy, the old boy giving me a crisp $2 note and sending me up the shops to get a pack of smokes (winfield blue) and I could get 3 ice blocks for me and my 2 brothers, and some cobbers with the change for myself (remember cobbers - shops still sell them, but they were 1c each back then - little chocolate coated caramel delights ... mmmm ... might go get some!! lol) ...

Great thread!!!

[threedogs]

I remember one JUNK DAY, now called hard rubbish. The pile across the road had a 303 on it.
and mum said No you can't have it put it back. Mums hey go figure probably only 10 at the time.

Cracker night was the best too, dump the wood at local oval, memories like the corners of my mind LOL

[ova50]

Great thread OVA50,
I remember those tin hands that were used for turn signals on trucks.
Plus a fatty was a 6" wide tyre, and you could have a "GAYTIME"

Thanks 3dogs, you helped plant the "I remember when" idea. Fat tyres and fitted to a set of "chromies"


Roofy: Morris 850 and maybe 1000s had those. Dad a Vanguard that also had them. my older brother would wind down the back window and put his hand on it to stop it from coming out, people would yell at dad for not using his blinker. Boy did my brother cop a few whacks for doing it, still, it never stopped him.

TPC: I think most of us have been embarressed by some of the cars our parents owned. Dad bought a Zepher station wagon, he didnt like the colour so he bought a heap of spray cans and sprayed it light blue with a white roof, looked like crap and we would lie down in the back and hide, hoping our friends would not see us in it.

I remember: The Gloweave body shirt.

And the wrestling, went to the old Sydney Stadium a few times to watch. Saturdays my grandfather would come over with a few bags of that colour coated popcorn in these long bags, we would sit and watch channel 9s wrestling. He woulds sit on the edge of the chair and be screaming at the bad guys on the tele, "get off him you mongrel" I really think he thought it was true. Killer Karl Kox , Mark Lewin, Tex McKenzie and Brut Barnard were some of my favourites.

keep em coming.

[Bob]

I can remember when we had Pounds,shillings & pence.
12 Pence to a shilling 20 shillings to a Pound
My first Wage was 11 Pound a fortnight ie $22
A Beer was 11 pence almost 10Cents

When we converted in February 1966 you received
$2 for every Pound

First Prize in Tatts was 10,000 Pound ($20,000) and you were set for life

[Sir Roofy]

i remember one junk day, now called hard rubbish. The pile across the road had a 303 on it.
And mum said no you can't have it put it back. Mums hey go figure probably only 10 at the time.

Cracker night was the best too, dump the wood at local oval, memories like the corners of my mind lol

the penny bunger now that would lift a letter box of the post