Did you have to do this, Loonette?
Can't wear a pony tail any more.
And don't have enough hair for a mohican.
Back when I was a kid:
If you were cool, you wore a DA ('Duck's Arse') haircut.
If you were square you had a 'Short back and sides' like your dad.
Bill Haley did 'Rock around the Clock' on the TV, and Mum nearly passed out in horror.
You were either a Mod or a Rocker (Yay! up the Rockers!).
There was only ONE channel on television - The BBC.
Our television set had vacuum valves in it. So did everyone else's.
I used to go to school on a steam train.
We used a little metal adding machine at school which had a handle on it.
All cars were black and had running boards.
There were no motorways.
British bikes were the best in the world.
'Queer' meant odd and 'Gay' meant happy.
My toy train cost one pound, nine shillings and elevenpence ha'penny.
Nothing was made of plastic (Plastic? never heard of it)
For your bike test you had to ride around the block without falling off.
Everyone thought sex before marriage was deeply shocking.
The queen was a young woman.
There were no supermarkets or shopping malls.
In pubs, you drank bitter, or brown ale or stout (what's larger?) and it was warm.
Just about everyone smoked and smoking was allowed everywhere.
We'd never heard of 'collateral damage.'
Everyone liked Americans.
And I still have my post-war (WWII) ration card.
Groan!!!!!
Growing old, however, has never been part of my life plan.
Brmmmmmmm!!! Brmmmmmmmm!!!
Still ain't old. I'll let you know when I get there. Ouch, hurt myself typing that... How'd that happen?
