Author Topic: Is being old that bad? (Read 3423 times)

Fat Rat · « **on:** January 02, 2019, 12:03:31 »

On reflection....

MartinW · « **Reply #1 on:** January 02, 2019, 12:31:11 »

You actually had to make arrangements to meet your mates as you couldn't just send them an Instagram message and even if they had a house phone it might be a party line.

Homework meant the library, not Google and Wikipedia.

The CZ175 going around ASDA's Car Park was good though

kwackboy · « **Reply #2 on:** January 02, 2019, 12:39:19 »

Kids today don't know what fun is , we are producing a nation of snowflakes .
70 & 80s were my childhood years , best time of my life .

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wurzel · « **Reply #3 on:** January 02, 2019, 13:28:52 »

Getting old...already am, but I can still do things I used to do, just in a different way,
I still leave skid marks, but on cloth rather than tarmac mostly.

Tusker · « **Reply #4 on:** January 02, 2019, 15:13:24 »

late 50's early 60's.. we played "out" climbed trees, swam in ponds, went nesting, built rafts, made dens, biked it to Southport, trapped rats, went out all day with no way of being contacted !! parents didn't know where we where.. not like today's snowflakes.

Joe Rocket · « **Reply #5 on:** January 02, 2019, 15:48:06 »

The only obligatory apparatus was a watch to be home for tea! (or a mate had one............)

TLPower · « **Reply #6 on:** January 02, 2019, 15:57:12 »

An excellent thread O Great One.

I mirror Tusker's childhood, just 60's and 70's for me. I grew up in rural Derbyshire, once we'd had breakfast we'd be out for the day. Dens, games of war and cowboys and indians. Football and "tracking" in the woods came in the 70's when we moved to the outskirts of Sheffield. We never arranged anything by 'phone always word of mouth(s).

Mr Nick · « **Reply #7 on:** January 02, 2019, 15:57:49 »

For us it was go home when the street lights came on: problem lay in that we were generally away down the woods and it was a 'run like hell when you spotted them' job.

MartinW · « **Reply #8 on:** January 02, 2019, 16:04:23 »

Josh will be along in a minute to talk about holograms and how telepathy means you never have to arrange anything in advance and going out to play needs a PS4.

(Sorry Josh, we're all just jealous)

wurzel · « **Reply #9 on:** January 02, 2019, 16:40:10 »

For me it was getting into as much mischief as was possible, all rules were a transparent boundary,what lay beyond far more interesting.
Then a age 9 I was shipped off to boarding school and discovered enforced regime and discipline, I saw those as a new set of challenges to tear down with a voracious appetite.

Domenico · « **Reply #10 on:** January 02, 2019, 16:49:10 »

No, it is not that bad, after all, if health is on your side.
That's how I grew up. I'm the first on the left, then my younger brother and two friends.
January 1960, I was almost 5 years old.

Mark Shelley · « **Reply #11 on:** January 02, 2019, 17:32:11 »

On the other hand, my son is currently spending a year travelling the World after getting his degree. He has saved all the money from jobs whilst not at Uni. Youngsters never did that in my day. Am I jealous? Sure I am!!

Gassoon · « **Reply #12 on:** January 02, 2019, 17:33:49 »

, sent out to play in the snow in short trousers - I remember that as well

60's, 70's, 80's and 90's were my childhood years

kwackboy · « **Reply #13 on:** January 02, 2019, 18:11:14 »

Gassoon, I take it you didn't grow up until well into your 30s then

StromGeeza · « **Reply #14 on:** January 02, 2019, 18:14:30 »

You know you are properly old when you understand that successive generations are always nostalgic for their respective childhoods. Rose tinted specs are well and good, but I'm pleased the newest generation, provided they work at it, have opportunities older generations could only dream of.

Fat Rat · « **Reply #15 on:** January 02, 2019, 20:24:05 »

You're not wrong. The only way we got to see porn was the rare occasion someone found an old magazine

Ianmc · « **Reply #16 on:** January 02, 2019, 21:08:32 »

The good old days eh,rotten teeth because just after the war(second one) no one ever had toothbrushes and toothpaste.Measles,mumps,impetigo,(Think that’s how you spell it),yellow jaundice,gastroenteritis,oh and chickenpox,I still cannot believe where I had spots and scabs.I had all of this before I was 12 yrs.old.The only good old days I remember was on an ancient S/Valve BSA and a sidecar with a door on it,no tax or insurance so we had to push it over the an old opencast site to have a go on it(when it would start).So I for one was very glad when the “good old days” were over.Nearly forgot,Happy New Year everyone .

Mystrom · « **Reply #17 on:** January 02, 2019, 21:16:02 »

Growing old is not a bad deal when you consider the alternative.
MyStrom

Barbel Mick · « **Reply #18 on:** January 02, 2019, 21:24:32 »

This is me.............

falkland bomber · « **Reply #19 on:** January 02, 2019, 21:37:38 »

My younger days being based at RAF Kemble in the 60,s I was there when the Red Arrows were being formed being paid the equivalent of 50p today to help clean and polish the Gnats as they were then ready for their next display.

Playing on aircraft that were being flown in to be scrapped learning to drive at 8 years old had this old car from the 1940,s being allowed to drive on my own pinching have gas to fuel it till the engine went bang.

Learning to hunt with my Dads 303 rifle rabbits which were plentiful on the airfield.