[NSC] Things your kids would NEVER understand...

[Scappa]

Why anyone could ever give a toss about which genitalia two (or more) consenting adults are bumping together

 

[Eeyore]

Nutty bars !

 

[Baldseagull]

I agree with much of the above but would like to add continuous performances at cinemas.

At busy periods you might have to queue until someone already inside left. This would allow you to advance until you were at the head of the queue. A factor to be taken into consideration was the different bands of seat prices which might mean someone behind you who could afford a higher price seat than you could get inside before you.

Your entry might be in the middle of a film so you would see the ending not knowing how it had begun. There were usually 2 films about 75 to 90 minutes long separated by a number of adverts and a newsreel. Three to three and half hours later you left having seen the beginning of the original film. Your leaving could allow somebody in the outside queue to take your seat.

Were these mostly starring Buster Keaton and accompanied by a man in a pit playing an organ? I don't remember anything like this.

 

[Juan Albion]

The Seagull Line. "What, you PAID to find out the score? ? ?"

 

[Uh_huh_him]

Being able to buy "single" cigarettes at the age of 11, from some dodgy Newsagent in Tarring.

 

[Eric the meek]

Ordnance Survey maps. I love 'em. All those contours.

My wife used to lead a group of cub scouts, and one day she took a map in to show them a few local landmarks. One lad piped up 'I know what that is miss. It's a paper satnav'.

 

[Klaas]

Ordnance Survey maps. I love 'em. All those contours.

My wife used to lead a group of cub scouts, and one day she took a map in to show them a few local landmarks. One lad piped up 'I know what that is miss. It's a paper satnav'.

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[Uh_huh_him]

Taking advantage of the "funny bloke", by getting him to buy you a bag of sweets in the hope you might "sit on his lap", and pedalling off as soon as you had them. Chap known as "Bert the Bender" to all politically incorrect young boys in Crawley.

I remember some old codger on Worthing Pier who was renowned for spotting some young boys a few10ps for the fruit machines and then taking a chosen few for burger and chips at Macaris afterwards....
Everyone knew he was a pervert, but the game seemed to be how much you could get off him before getting the **** out of there.

 

[Worried Man Blues]

Bloke coming door to door asking to sharpen your knives on his grinding wheel on his bike..........also said he could do lawn mowers!!!!

 

[Worried Man Blues]

Gypsies coming round selling lucky heather.....then finding your chamois leather missing off the line, the little tinkers.

 

[DavidinSouthampton]

If you missed the football results on the TV or radio on Saturday teatime, having to wait until the paper was delivered Sunday morning to find out.

Phone boxes with “press button A” and “press button B”, and all for four old pennies.

 

[timbha]

Rag n Bone man (not that one), horse and cart coming up the road, man shouting “any old lumber?”

 

[DavidinSouthampton]

3 channels but you also had some mates who had that strange separate white square Redifusion switch on the wall which meant they could London Weekend as well as the Southern ITV. Used to be dead jealous as they seemed to get more midweek football highlights shows

Some of s remember when it was just two TV Channels……..

 

[marlowe]

The excitement and thrill of exploring crumbling ancient ruins on the verge of collapse.

When I was a child I used to explore the ruins, battlements and dungeons of a crumbling medieval castle in France in a place I would frequent on holiday. I loved that castle.

When my daughter was a child I wanted to share that same thrill of my childhood so when we were in the locality I took her there.

To my huge disappointment all the exciting areas were fenced off. Bloody French Health and Safety.

 

[GREASED WEASEL]

probably been done

outside toilet

 

[Gwylan]

Sure its been mentioned, but they would never understand how easy it was to drink in a pub underage
(relatively speaking to nowadays)

Hmm ...In 1979, I was refused service in the King and Queen for being underage - I was 22 at the time.

There were plenty of pubs that wouldn't serve kids underage. The trick was to find ones that did and stick to them. My mates and I drank in the Stanmer on Fiveways because they never questioned us - other pubs were a bit hit and miss.

Strangely, there seemed to be no restrictions on fags. My dad would send me down to the local shop to pick up some snout for him.

 

[Gwylan]

If you missed the football results on the TV or radio on Saturday teatime, having to wait until the paper was delivered Sunday morning to find out.

I remember when I moved to London and I'd missed the scores on Saturday. I was staggered when I found out there was no London newspaper on Sat evening and I couldn't find out how the Albion got on until the next day,

 

[The Clamp]

Going on a day out to something your parents wanted to see, not having the entire day based around what the kids what to do, what the kids want to eat, how the kids feel.
“We are going round this country manor, I don’t want to hear any moaning and if, IF your well behaved you might get an ice cream at the end”.

 

[Dancin Ninja BHA]

Wearing shorts to school everyday, irrespective of the weather

Starting your paper round as early as the shop opened (might be 6am) in PITCH DARKNESS with minimal lighting to see your way

 

[Publius Ovidius]

Bloke coming door to door asking to sharpen your knives on his grinding wheel on his bike..........also said he could do lawn mowers!!!!

Could def do with a guy like that now!