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Post by bundle on Sept 27, 2012 10:53:43 GMT
Well I remember when we laughed at - "What did the bra say to the hat"! (You go on a head and I'll hold these two up!)
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Post by sometime on Sept 27, 2012 12:30:46 GMT
I am 58 I can remember when you could fill a car up to the brim for 35p or 7 shillings in old money. I walked to primary school all my life on my own as it was on the same side of the road as my house. I do understand the traffic thing but because we are now so overprotective the kids are at much greater risk now than ever before most children and teenagers are killed in cars which we happily strap them in or are never taught how to cross the road so are killed because they dont know how to. I have seen 16 year olds dropped off and collected from school they dont know how to use public transport and are often dropped in pedestrian precinct so never learn how to deal with traffic. I do wonder how some of them get on when they have to go to work. I hate cars with a vengeance they are a very necessary evil in my mind but if I dont have to use mine I dont I would rather walk traffic and all. I have carefully taught my granddaughters how to cross the road and do let them walk across to lane to the field with the dog but it is a cul de sac so not much traffic at 5 the youngest one is too small to go on her own as she cant open the field gate
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Post by nia2311 on Sept 27, 2012 16:11:42 GMT
Does the word 'joke' mean anything to you?? I was brought up in a 2-up, 2-down Northern terraced house, on a cobbled road and spent my entire childhood either on a farm on in a park, thank you very much. I find your post a little rude, to be honest, when all I was trying to do was make a little joke. That's very insensitive nia - some of us were so poor we couldn't afford jokes.I heard my first 'knock knock .Who's there ?' when I was 15 and was so terrified I fainted .My parents swore there and then that not a shred of humour would ever enter our 1 down - none up hovel ( actually , it did have an 'up' but we couldn't use it as Da' had to pawn the staircase to pay for Mams boob job ). No cobbled street for us either - they'd all been dug up and eaten long ago . And from a young age we were expected to contribute to the household finances . Me and my sister used to get packed off for the day, with a lard sandwich ( and a cobble if times were good ) to go blackberry picking .Or stealing mobile phones as it's called now . Ah yes , hard times but good times. Think on before you make fun of folks young nia . Well thats me told Flee ;D
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