...the many things that you remember as a kid or teenager...

[Mr Stickyfingers]

I remember Watford markets and having cockles with my Dad. I loved them
Winkles conjour up images I shouldn't have
I know what they are, I've never had them, but the name still makes me laugh even at my age!
Saddo!

…believe me Febs… you dodged a bullet there sweet lady!… consider yourself to be a very lucky lady indeed lol!… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…seeing an Ad today on TV for a charity (The Smith Family perhaps?… I can’t quite remember)… they show a schoolkid with a piece of paper for a school excursion to be signed by a parent and just putting it down because the kid knows that the parents can’t afford it… I’ve been in that position before now… it’s not a good feeling…

…when my parents decided to emmigrate to Australia from the slums of East End London in the early 60’s as 10 Pound immigrants I was only 14 six days after landing in Australia… we were absolutely broke for about the first 3 years or more until mum and dad managed to get on their feet… (I admire them so much for being brave enough to do such a thing… bless them both for their sacrifice for a better life for us 3 kids)…

…anyway… from the age of 14 through to the age of 17 roughly… at school whenever there were school excursions… because we were so broke… I never could afford to go on them… I never disliked my parents because I couldn’t go because at that age… thankfully… I was mature enough to understand as to why I couldn’t go… it wasn’t their fault… but in front of all my schoolmates I pretended to be the ‘cool’ guy… I didn’t want to go on the ‘stupid’ school excursions… I decded that I’d rather hang around in the ‘dropkick class’ that remained back at school while everyone was out for the day…

…aw man!… I had always wished how much I was with them… it sure cut into me deeply… but it was what it was… but… I always pretended that I wasn’t fazed by it… as I said… it was a horrible feeling… every time that Ad comes on… it gets to me… even at 71 years of age… oh well… memories are what they are I guess?… you can’t change what has happened… I just feel sad for the kids nowadays that have the same thing happening to them… the poor things… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…wow!… I had a massive flashback to when I was about 8 or 9 years old or thereabouts today… when my parents drove from London to Manchester to visit my dads parents I was as sick as hell… we nearly didn’t go because I was so sick… when we got there my mum and dad told my grandmother that I was really ill… she then said to me something like “oooooh you wee thing… are you feeling ‘poorly’ ?”…

…I haven’t heard that expression since all those years ago… until today… I’m now 71 years old… lol!… I’ve been feeling sick for about 3 days and when the 94 year old lady next door found out about it today she said to me “are you feeling ‘poorly’ you poor dear”… ha ha!… it’s funny how a single word can wind your mind back to all those years ago in an instant flash eh?… god bless her heart lol!… what a great flashback!… cheers.

 

[February]

Yes, that word cropped up not so long ago for me, too.
Poorly! How very English!
I had another old one recently too, but I cant remember off hand what it was. If it comes back to me, I will return .... ....

 

[SeanE]

…seeing an Ad today on TV for a charity (The Smith Family perhaps?… I can’t quite remember)… they show a schoolkid with a piece of paper for a school excursion to be signed by a parent and just putting it down because the kid knows that the parents can’t afford it… I’ve been in that position before now… it’s not a good feeling…

While I'm sure the Smith Family does wonderful charity work, their ads are an absolute travesty. Government Schools just don't work like they portray...

If a family can't afford books, the school will provide them. This includes pencils, paper, books, whatever. If the kids doesn't have a proper bag (seriously Smith Family? - a plastic shopping bag???) the school will go and buy one, admittedly a cheap one from Kmart or such, but a proper bag.

As for the uniform the school will also provide these items if the kid isn't dressed suitably, on a loan basis.

Paying for an excursion is optional in all government schools. It is not compulsory and if parents can show good reason for why they can't pay, then the school will waive the fee and the kid gets to go.

Same goes for the government schools tuition fees. These can be paid in installments or waived altogether. In WA the annual government school fees are not compulsory and only about 40% of families pay them each year for any typical school.

The Smith Family TV Ads are an absolute crock, designed to tug at your heartstrings and of course make you pay them money (which like a lot of charities, the bulk goes on 'Admin fees" to maintain their own existence). It drives me wild every time I see them on TV.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

While I'm sure the Smith Family does wonderful charity work, their ads are an absolute travesty. Government Schools just don't work like they portray...

If a family can't afford books, the school will provide them. This includes pencils, paper, books, whatever. If the kids doesn't have a proper bag (seriously Smith Family? - a plastic shopping bag???) the school will go and buy one, admittedly a cheap one from Kmart or such, but a proper bag.

As for the uniform the school will also provide these items if the kid isn't dressed suitably, on a loan basis.

Paying for an excursion is optional in all government schools. It is not compulsory and if parents can show good reason for why they can't pay, then the school will waive the fee and the kid gets to go.

Same goes for the government schools tuition fees. These can be paid in installments or waived altogether. In WA the annual government school fees are not compulsory and only about 40% of families pay them each year for any typical school.

The Smith Family TV Ads are an absolute crock, designed to tug at your heartstrings and of course make you pay them money (which like a lot of charities, the bulk goes on 'Admin fees" to maintain their own existence). It drives me wild every time I see them on TV.

…what a great article my friend… and I completely agree with you… the Ads are shit… unlike my day in the late 60’s / early 70’s there are so many things in place now to make it better for kids nowadays… it’s a shame that there were not things like that back then… I wouldn’t have felt like shit as much as I did then… and you’re right SeanE… those people that make those Ads should be ashamed… they make the charities themselves look as if they’re grifting money like Donald Trump does with the MAGA crowd all the time… the charities themselves must cringe each time they see the Ads…

…I’ve donated to heaps of charities in my past… I chose to donate to them because I thought they were worthy enough as I stumbled upon them… not because of pathetic heartstring pulling shit Ads… if anything… if I saw Ads like these I would make up my mind there and then to avoid the charity at all costs… I think that those con Ads do a great injustice to the charity itself… people probably don’t bother with the charity in droves because or the shit Ads… again… great post my friend… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

Yes, that word cropped up not so long ago for me, too.
Poorly! How very English!
I had another old one recently too, but I cant remember off hand what it was. If it comes back to me, I will return .... .... View attachment 64274

…haha!… I love that Febs…’How very English!’… that’s so true lol!… and… I’m the same… the old lady said something else a few days earlier too but I can’t remember what it was either lol!… but it did sound very British too… the thing is… she’s an Australian… she’s 94 but her mother was Scottish and her dad was an Englishman from Liverpool… that must be where she got it from I imagine… because it’s not exactly what you usually hear from Aussies eh?… lol!… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…ha!… talking about things we said when we were kids in the early 1960’s… when we were really young and had to go for a poo… instead of saying the words ‘poo or shit’ etc… if we needed a poo we had to say “mum or dad… I need to have a ‘trump’ “… who would’ve known that all these years later ‘Trump’ would now relate to a man called it that is so full of shit and shits himself in his nappy all of the time lol!… (if only my mum and dad lived long enough to see this I’m sure that they would have laughed their guts out about it lol!)… geez!… I miss them both… cheers.

 

[February]

…ha!… talking about things we said when we were kids in the early 1960’s… when we were really young and had to go for a poo… instead of saying the words ‘poo or shit’ etc… if we needed a poo we had to say “mum or dad… I need to have a ‘trump’ “… who would’ve known that all these years later ‘Trump’ would now relate to a man called it that is so full of shit and shits himself in his nappy all of the time lol!… (if only my mum and dad lived long enough to see this I’m sure that they would have laughed their guts out about it lol!)… geez!… I miss them both… cheers.

Trump to us was a fart. Going for a poo was going to do plops! I've often wondered about plops, it must have been the sound as they hit the water.
An odd one I remember is the word "pongy". My sister and I used it for a "willy". Heaven knows where that one came from, or why at that age we were talking about willies! (round about 5 and 6 ) My Dad as the only male in the house unless my grandad's were visiting.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

Trump to us was a fart. Going for a poo was going to do plops! I've often wondered about plops, it must have been the sound as they hit the water.
An odd one I remember is the word "pongy". My sister and I used it for a "willy". Heaven knows where that one came from, or why at that age we were talking about willies! (round about 5 and 6 ) My Dad as the only male in the house unless my grandad's were visiting.

…hahaha!… ‘plops’… as funny as… and… it makes such logical sense on where it got it’s name from lol!… and… you guys called a fart a trump… we called a poo a trump… either way it was to do with shit which is what Trump really is… I just heard on Youtube that he’s shit himself in public again…

…ha!… this is one of the strangest posts I’ve ever posted Febs lol!… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…my sweet darling wife just reminded me of some things that my mum used to say when my hair got a bit long and it was all over the place (it’s not long nowadays unfortunately lol!)… she used to call me a ‘scruff’ and would say… “you look like you’ve been pulled through a hedge backwards… get you’re haircut you scruff!”… ahhhhhh!… those were the days lol!… (I miss you mum)… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…another couple of expressions from my mum and dad plus some of my relatives…

1)… “you’re carrying on like an old woman shitting herself at a wedding!”…

2)… “you’re so stupid that you followed a shit cart and thought it was a wedding!”…

…I mean… seriously… who the hell first uttered those words?… lol!… some strange wordings have come out of England before now that’s for sure lol!… cheers.

 

[Gayspie]

While I'm sure the Smith Family does wonderful charity work, their ads are an absolute travesty. Government Schools just don't work like they portray...

If a family can't afford books, the school will provide them. This includes pencils, paper, books, whatever. If the kids doesn't have a proper bag (seriously Smith Family? - a plastic shopping bag???) the school will go and buy one, admittedly a cheap one from Kmart or such, but a proper bag.

As for the uniform the school will also provide these items if the kid isn't dressed suitably, on a loan basis.

Paying for an excursion is optional in all government schools. It is not compulsory and if parents can show good reason for why they can't pay, then the school will waive the fee and the kid gets to go.

Same goes for the government schools tuition fees. These can be paid in installments or waived altogether. In WA the annual government school fees are not compulsory and only about 40% of families pay them each year for any typical school.

The Smith Family TV Ads are an absolute crock, designed to tug at your heartstrings and of course make you pay them money (which like a lot of charities, the bulk goes on 'Admin fees" to maintain their own existence). It drives me wild every time I see them on TV.

Even Officeworks seems to be trying to get customers to donate to support the smith family, it was rather amusing watching a teenage customer service girl stumbling to explain exactly what the smith family do when a boomer couple questioned after being told to donate to them by her.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…does anyone remember cod liver oil?… has anyone had to drink it when caught swearing by mum or dad as punishment?… it’s the most vile and disgusting taste that you can imagine… because I was such a brat of a kid I swore all the time and had to drink that vile stuff all the time… a lump is coming to my throat now just thinking about it lol!… chuck chunder spew vomit technicolour yawn spit chunks or what?… cheers.

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

…I remember when at the age of 14 and we had just emigrated to Australia and I saw a guy wearing a pair of thongs for the first time ever in an emigration Hostel in Elizabeth in Adelaide… I laughed my head off!… I couldn’t take my eyes off them… (obviously because I lived in the east end of London in the early 60’s I had never seen them before)… I asked the man what they were and he chuckled and then said “they’re me pluggers sunshine!”… needless to say… I was still totally clueless lol!… anyway… a couple of days later I was with mum when she was shopping somewhere and I saw some in a shop and asked mum if she could buy them for me… (we were so poor at that time but because they were so ‘cheap as chips’ at the time she bought them for me as a ‘welcome to Australia’ present god bless her heart)…

…when we got home I couldn’t wait to put them on… I had great difficulty in wearing them because I couldn’t keep my big toe closed all the time and kept walking out of them lol!… but eventually I got used to them and then wore them all the time whenever possible… I can’t remember how many ‘blowouts’ that I had where the strap came out of the hole but there sure were a lot lol!… ha!… a funny memory… lol!… cheers.

 

[February]

…does anyone remember cod liver oil?… has anyone had to drink it when caught swearing by mum or dad as punishment?… it’s the most vile and disgusting taste that you can imagine… because I was such a brat of a kid I swore all the time and had to drink that vile stuff all the time… a lump is coming to my throat now just thinking about it lol!… chuck chunder spew vomit technicolour yawn spit chunks or what?… cheers.

yes, I remember it well, and funnily enough, I liked it. I can't remember what it was for, but I wasn't made to drink it for being bad ... I got the cane for that!!!!
What I didn't like was this thick yellow medicine I used to have when I was ill - I think it was a penicillin. It was disgusting, my mum used to have to ram a piece of bread in my mouth to keep it down!

EDIT: I'm wondering if I've got cod liver oil mixed up with something else having Googled it to see what it was for. If it's the thick brown stuff, then that was what it was?

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

yes, I remember it well, and funnily enough, I liked it. I can't remember what it was for, but I wasn't made to drink it for being bad ... I got the cane for that!!!!
What I didn't like was this thick yellow medicine I used to have when I was ill - I think it was a penicillin. It was disgusting, my mum used to have to ram a piece of bread in my mouth to keep it down! View attachment 64586

EDIT: I'm wondering if I've got cod liver oil mixed up with something else having Googled it to see what it was for. If it's the thick brown stuff, then that was what it was?

…it’s the same consistency as the oil in a can of sardines or similar but with a much viler disgusting taste that is so bad that I always wanted to spit chunks… it’s terrible… urgh!… cheers.

 

[February]

…it’s the same consistency as the oil in a can of sardines or similar but with a much viler disgusting taste that is so bad that I always wanted to spit chunks… it’s terrible… urgh!… cheers.

Maybe there were two different types, because I definitely wouldn't like that. I might have to go re-googling.

Ok, I found some posts where people liked it as a child. It was mixed with malt, some with orange. I have a feeling it was the malt one as I rember it being thicker that just oil.

cod liver oil with malt - Google Search

www.google.com

 

[Mr Stickyfingers]

Maybe there were two different types, because I definitely wouldn't like that. I might have to go re-googling.

Ok, I found some posts where people liked it as a child. It was mixed with malt, some with orange. I have a feeling it was the malt one as I rember it being thicker that just oil.

cod liver oil with malt - Google Search

www.google.com

…well done in the research Febs… you’re like a female Sherlock Holmes lol!… all I remember was that it tasted like a foul disgusting chunk of thick snot to me… if as a kid you have to eat snot at least it should be a good tasting one lol!… (I just shuddered lol!)… I just thought… I love the taste of bananas and passion fruit in milkshakes and ice blocks etc but can’t actually eat bananas and passion fruits… maybe it’s the texture of it?… they make me want to puke because of their texture… cheers.

 

[February]

…well done in the research Febs… you’re like a female Sherlock Holmes lol!… all I remember was that it tasted like a foul disgusting chunk of thick snot to me… if as a kid you have to eat snot at least it should be a good tasting one lol!… (I just shuddered lol!)… I just thought… I love the taste of bananas and passion fruit in milkshakes and ice blocks etc but can’t actually eat bananas and passion fruits… maybe it’s the texture of it?… they make me want to puke because of their texture… cheers.

Certain textures can turn the hardiest of stomachs!
And, going back to the snot conversation.
I remember (not sure if I have already posted about this before), when I was at prrimary school, we all sat at tables of 4, two facing two. I faced a little boy called Rodger. In winter his nose was a complete veil of thick green snot. As he breathed out through his nose, a bubble formed, and as he breathed in again, it went back in.
Not sure if it was vile or entertaining to watch