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It was a rather tasty sausage IIRCthey'd get lynched now for calling a dish "BENDER"...
See aboveEuphemism tennis.
And yeah you are probably right on the edit Mark ( @TheBigYin )
It was a rather tasty sausage IIRCthey'd get lynched now for calling a dish "BENDER"...
See aboveEuphemism tennis.
ToniBel! good God!I just saw a Tonibel ice cream van on the A249 in Kent!
Don't forget the asbestos in the classroom walls and ceilingsHow the hell did we survive, all the additives in the food, all the lead in the paint, all the explosive devices we made...
My mother worked out how to 'bend' a saveloy to save us the 10 mile bus ride to our nearest Wimpy. The location is still an eaterie and only changed the white and red colour scheme recently and re-branded itself as a coffee shop.I certainly remember sitting down to something that loosely resembled this... the bender being that thing wrapped around the Tomato...View attachment 247636
Scooters with little heel operated brakes that you could never find before you slammed into a hedge.Don't forget the asbestos in the classroom walls and ceilings
I read what happens if you mix Potassium Permanganate (in 60s chemical set) with glycerine, so decided to try it in the hall on a tiled floor.Chemistry sets - well known to be completely dangerous now but great fun as a kid
I remember trying to make fireworks with them but was never successful!
My mother worked out how to 'bend' a saveloy to save us the 10 mile bus ride to our nearest Wimpy. The location is still an eaterie and only changed the white and red colour scheme recently and re-branded itself as a coffee shop.
Same in Sittingbourne last October.Oddly enough a completely new Wimpy 'restaurant' opened in Bicester last year. Wierd.
Using a large hard backed book,( Usually a Beano or Dandy annual) or a piece of wood, sitting on a roller skate ( I was a lot smaller then ) hurtling down a hill, and stopping by piling into the bushes at the bottomScooters with little heel operated brakes that you could never find before you slammed into a hedge.
Oddly enough a completely new Wimpy 'restaurant' opened in Bicester last year. Wierd.
According to Google, it seems our Wimpy ( never even knew "We" had oneTBH) is now a top diner - American.Same in Sittingbourne last October.
I had a purple chopper when I was 10/11.Awesome Christmas presents,
Raleigh Chopper,
TCR, the racing set that had the button on the hand controller that allowed you to overtake,
A black and white portable tele, with a turny dial thing to change channel, like tuning the radio.
Those were the days.
I had a purple chopper when I was 10/11.
Loved it. Broke my nose after watching evel knievel doing stunts, and thinking it would be a good idea to try and cycle off a home made ramp and clear a pile of logs. I went first because it was my bike.
Chopper landed front wheel first and the bars spun round and hit me in the face, knocking me out and breaking my nose.
Funny how none of my pals wanted a go after that.
I remember seeing two boys taking turns to ride down a hill on an Action Man scout car... Until the axle broke and the wheels fell off.Using a large hard backed book,( Usually a Beano or Dandy annual) or a piece of wood, sitting on a roller skate...
The design of the saddle made the chopper perfect for towing rollerskaters, but potholes were a problem.I had a purple chopper...
Tyres on a bit of old rope, tied to a tree by a river. Great fun.
However...
1. Kids aren't that good at tying knots.
2. There was a reason that bit of old rope got dumped.
You'd see the occasional soggy person squelching home to face the wrath of their parents. Peer response was just to put the word around to look for more rope, and another tyre.
Mate, where I grew up, that was a state-of-the-art go cart!A trolley built from a plank of wood and pram wheels. Steered by a piece of string. Took turns pushing.
Can you still hear the commiserational cheering that always accompanied a rope failure? View attachment 247701
Mate, where I grew up, that was a state-of-the-art go cart!
Going by @Mr Bump 's response, I reckon where he grew up that was a car.Mate, where I grew up, that was a state-of-the-art go cart!
I think his response shows he didn't 'grow up' anywhere.
I had a purple chopper when I was 10/11.
Loved it. Broke my nose after watching evel knievel doing stunts, and thinking it would be a good idea to try and cycle off a home made ramp and clear a pile of logs. I went first because it was my bike.
Chopper landed front wheel first and the bars spun round and hit me in the face, knocking me out and breaking my nose.
Funny how none of my pals wanted a go after that.
Ah yes I had one of those, and a convenient hill so no pushing requiredA trolley built from a plank of wood and pram wheels. Steered by a piece of string. Took turns pushing.
A trolley built from a plank of wood and pram wheels. Steered by a piece of string. Took turns pushing.
Wow! you had a Go-Kart....... we had a good hill........but were content with a roller skate (the type you strapped to your shoe) and The Beano Annual strapped to it. I only remember the fun and the risk to "barked knuckles" hitting the ground as you held onto the book while turning.Ah yes I had one of those, and a convenient hill so no pushing required
The useless brake, a bit of wood, screwed to the side and applied to the rear wheel, never worked.
The bushes at the bottom worked better ...
Well it was either that or shoot across the road
Ah yes I had one of those, and a convenient hill so no pushing required
The useless brake, a bit of wood, screwed to the side and applied to the rear wheel, never worked.
The bushes at the bottom worked better ...
Well it was either that or shoot across the road
I remember a freebie in the Beano (I think or it could have been the Dandy, I preferred Cor!! anyway) that consisted of a folded over piece of cardboard and some brown paper. You held it up and with a chopping motion brought it down and 'thwack' the brown paper made a satisfying sound before it inevitably broke a little later.
Smacking your knuckles on the floor as the spanner slipped with your hand under it, after that you always pushed the spanner down towards the floor with your hand above.