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Signs That You're Old

Revoltingest

Pragmatic Libertarian
Premium Member
In January 1935 ( my birth month) petrol was 7.3 pence per UK Gallon in today's money
When I started driving in 1956, petrol was 26.6 pence per UK gallon. in today's money

Today it is £4.99 per UK gallon

That is getting old for you.

Mind you in 1935 £4.99 was a good industrial wage for a 40 hour week.
Think of it this way.....
The cost hasn't gone up.
Only the value of money has gone down.
 

Thief

Rogue Theologian
Micronauts! These things were awesome. Die-cast metal action figures that you could snap together in different ways. They had little plastic spring loaded missiles that you could shoot out of their arms. That is until some dumb kid choked on one and they took them off the market.
Erector sets!...with real nuts and bolts!
chrome plated structures!
rocket launcher model

and when my sainted grandmother came thru the living room......
what could I do....but.....SHOOT THE MOON!

got in trouble for that one.....
 

Demonslayer

Well-Known Member
OMG me too.

Business up front, party in the back!

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jeager106

Learning more about Jehovah.
Premium Member
The good ol' days.
The telephone party line.
We lived in the country when I was a kid and had a 6 household party line.
That means 6 households used but one telephone line.
Sadly the women would chat (read gossip) for hours and hours on end.
My snoopy mother (and the rest of the women) would eavesdrop on conversations
all the friggin' time!
Dad rarely used the phone but when he wanted or needed to it was always tied up.
One fine day he needed the phone and waited HOURS to get a clear line
to no avail.
He finally said "get off the effing phone or I'll come over and beat your @sses!"
Promptly followed by "click".:D
When private lines became available we were the first to get one.
I remember when t-v was black and white and only 3 channels, two Cleveland
and one Pittsburgh.
If the weather was good.
Now Dee gets 150 channels and STILL nothing on worth watching.:confused:
 

Daemon Sophic

Avatar in flux
A TV with 3 (that's 1, 2, 3 three) channels, and you had to walk over to it to change between them. It was black & white, with a 10 inch screen on a box about 1 1/2 foot across.

...and in Walter Cronkite we all trusted.
 

Kilgore Trout

Misanthropic Humanist
A TV with 3 (that's 1, 2, 3 three) channels, and you had to walk over to it to change between them. It was black & white, with a 10 inch screen on a box about 1 1/2 foot across.

...and in Walter Cronkite we all trusted.

I was my father's remote control when I was a kid.
 

Twilight Hue

Twilight, not bright nor dark, good nor bad.
A TV with 3 (that's 1, 2, 3 three) channels, and you had to walk over to it to change between them. It was black & white, with a 10 inch screen on a box about 1 1/2 foot across.

...and in Walter Cronkite we all trusted.
Oh yea. Family hour.

Sign on

Farm report am

Morning cartoons

Soaps and game shows.

Noon news and sports

After school specials

Cartoons

Evening news

Emergency, Adam12, Munsters, BJ and the Bear, Charlie's Angels etc.

Movie

Sit coms

Late news


Late late movie


Sign off


Life was good.
 

Revoltingest

Pragmatic Libertarian
Premium Member
The good ol' days.
The telephone party line.
We lived in the country when I was a kid and had a 6 household party line.
That means 6 households used but one telephone line.
Sadly the women would chat (read gossip) for hours and hours on end.
My snoopy mother (and the rest of the women) would eavesdrop on conversations
all the friggin' time!
Dad rarely used the phone but when he wanted or needed to it was always tied up.
One fine day he needed the phone and waited HOURS to get a clear line
to no avail.
He finally said "get off the effing phone or I'll come over and beat your @sses!"
Promptly followed by "click".:D
When private lines became available we were the first to get one.
I remember when t-v was black and white and only 3 channels, two Cleveland
and one Pittsburgh.
If the weather was good.
Now Dee gets 150 channels and STILL nothing on worth watching.:confused:
We had a party line phone too.
But being near Detroit, we had a 4th TV channel......9 out of Canuckistan.
When all the other were broadcasting churchie stuff all morning, we
heathens could watch curling out of Windsor.
 

Twilight Hue

Twilight, not bright nor dark, good nor bad.
I remember picking up Canada with the rabbit ears.

House of Frightenstien.

Professer Kitzel

The new adventures of Pinocchio.

World of OZ...
 
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