Care to declare ... how old you are?

What fun reading all the memories!
I turned the big 5-0 last October, but still feel the same as when I turned the big 4-0 or even 3-0!!
Keep meaning to take up Yoga tho' to help the body feel as young as my mind does!

 

So how many pennies did you put on your needle then!

Christmas was the big thing for me, my grandma gave me two and six to go round wollies with - I mean 12.1/2 p I bought LOADS! Still don't fell old, - my time may come???

 

I'm still waiting to grow up.

 

I remember some wit who used to state that he was 'on the cemetery side of fifty'! :D :D

Dave W: 'Round The Horn' - you must be 29 like me?

 

And Me

 

Our house is in the "dead centre" of the village.
My father put the vertility of our garden down to the adjacent cemetery.

Just a recycled teenager, but without the angst :D

 

or the acne??? It's a lot more fun not to be a teenager, that's for sure! But muscles hurt a lot more than they used to, unfortunately! :(

Still, now I've returned to my native land, I've met up with some old school pals, and have been having loads of fun re-living old stories. Sad, isn't it! :D
Discovered one of them is now a hedge witch, and has a snake!

 

Keep it clean DW! :confused: Anyway Den haven't you been brave enough to visit the snake yet and shake scales with it, no worse than handling school kids! :D

 

Hi, everyone,
I've loved reading all of the different recollections.
Here is some of mine!!
Seeing Sham 69, Nov 1979, the Clash, Jan 1980, Glasgow Apollo, my mum running into the CO-OP to avoid my brother and I in our punk gear, safety pins, hair brutally backcombed with a sugar and water mixture, black lipstick and an attitude!!
I also remember the demos against the poll tax, the peoples march for jobs, glasgow to london.
I was a student nurse then and a couple of years later came live aid.
A different memory is of living in a room and kitchen private let with an outside toilet and only a single cold tap in our flat up until the mid 70s.Who remembers the rat hunts during the binmens strike :-( Thank goodness the "corpy", now glasgow city council, rehoused us all in a new 3 bed house with an inside toilet and a BATH!!! My own children scoff at this of course.
They dont believe their gran used to do the washing in the bath.
Linda
PS The only anarchy is now in my garden instead of the uk!!

 

We had a wash-house, and an air-raid shelter when I was a tot - with the old enormous sinks, a mangle between them, and a draining grid in the middle of the floor, with the floor sloping to it from all angles - in the wash-house, not the air-rsid shelter, of course! :D Aunt said yesterday that her old coal-shed has a chimney as it was the old air-raid shelter, and they all went in there, with sacks to put on the coal!! and then they all "cooried doon" Do I need to translate that one??
We used to go on holiday to Kings Barns (at the time, a very small place sort of near St Andrews), to stay in a caravan which was in a fenced-off corner of a field full of cows! To go up and get the rolls, milk and butter that the farmer left out for us, we had to brave the cows! One licked my Mum's spotty dress, and she never wore it again! Those cows were big!! Mind you, I was less than 4!

 

Dendy, air-raid shelters - you have started me off now!

Early memories of air-raids in North London, jumping down into that awful hole with such a terrible damp smell. Just thinking about it, I can still smell it now! I was lucky, being on the top-deck - camp bed at about ground level suspended over 5 less fortunate grown-ups below. It was hell in there, but when the doodle-bugs came over, you forgot all that!