Childhood Memories
Discussion
Now there's a lot of time to think, there's more time to remember.
Join me in casting your minds back.
I'm a '55 model and here's some stuff I had...
These things were legendary at school but in reality, they were a piece of Hong Kong tat. At
the time, one shilling a threepence was serious currency.
Then, getting to school often meant rain, warded off with one of these.
You might think, "Rain? No sweat." But in practice, that's exactly what you got.
But for rainy days - and beach holidays,
Guaranteed 100% waterproof, they'll never go mouldy or crispy like leather that's been wet.
However, these injection moulded Vinyl sandals were not guaranteed hideously uncomfortable
blister makers, but they were.
And while on holiday, off to the boating lake with this..
I adored my little Star Yacht (you can just make out the logo on the sail). Mine was an SY2, which had two sails.
They were red hot on product naming back then but the SY4 had - wait for it - THREE sails. Given a boating pond,
my yacht and the gaff to retrieve it, I'd play for...minutes.
And how sad it was to have to share one of these with my older brother.
This is a Raleigh RSW16 (Raleigh with small wheels 16), illustrating the naming excellence again. It weighed a ton
and 3-speed Sturmey Archer gears did it no favours. We got super state-of-the-art dynamo lights, which made it go even slower.
It seems odd now that the wheels on my current motor are an inch bigger.
But one Christmas, I became privileged in receiving this.
An example of the fabled Johnny Seven One Man Army. It really would do seven different things so all I needed
then was imagination - and home-brewed sound effects.
Sobering point, this one is on eBay at an asking price of £600. Jeez.
The floor is yours.
Join me in casting your minds back.
I'm a '55 model and here's some stuff I had...
These things were legendary at school but in reality, they were a piece of Hong Kong tat. At
the time, one shilling a threepence was serious currency.
Then, getting to school often meant rain, warded off with one of these.
You might think, "Rain? No sweat." But in practice, that's exactly what you got.
But for rainy days - and beach holidays,
Guaranteed 100% waterproof, they'll never go mouldy or crispy like leather that's been wet.
However, these injection moulded Vinyl sandals were not guaranteed hideously uncomfortable
blister makers, but they were.
And while on holiday, off to the boating lake with this..
I adored my little Star Yacht (you can just make out the logo on the sail). Mine was an SY2, which had two sails.
They were red hot on product naming back then but the SY4 had - wait for it - THREE sails. Given a boating pond,
my yacht and the gaff to retrieve it, I'd play for...minutes.
And how sad it was to have to share one of these with my older brother.
This is a Raleigh RSW16 (Raleigh with small wheels 16), illustrating the naming excellence again. It weighed a ton
and 3-speed Sturmey Archer gears did it no favours. We got super state-of-the-art dynamo lights, which made it go even slower.
It seems odd now that the wheels on my current motor are an inch bigger.
But one Christmas, I became privileged in receiving this.
An example of the fabled Johnny Seven One Man Army. It really would do seven different things so all I needed
then was imagination - and home-brewed sound effects.
Sobering point, this one is on eBay at an asking price of £600. Jeez.
The floor is yours.
My Raleigh burner, 1982. Black burner.
We would go out in the morning and come back home for evening dinner.
Skids, jumps, rope swings, rivers, the beach, lands end, Penzance prom, the parks.
Long hot dry summers when if you wanted to talk to your mates you went round their house on the burner.
We would go out in the morning and come back home for evening dinner.
Skids, jumps, rope swings, rivers, the beach, lands end, Penzance prom, the parks.
Long hot dry summers when if you wanted to talk to your mates you went round their house on the burner.
Ah the Johnny 7 gun loved mine.
I was just talking to the mrs last night about magazines (comics more likely) in my childhood used to have the rear page dedicated to advertising wonderful and magical stuff. I particularly wanted a pair of X Ray glasses which I’m sure worked just as advertised!
I was just talking to the mrs last night about magazines (comics more likely) in my childhood used to have the rear page dedicated to advertising wonderful and magical stuff. I particularly wanted a pair of X Ray glasses which I’m sure worked just as advertised!
davhill said:
Now there's a lot of time to think, there's more time to remember.
Join me in casting your minds back.
I'm a '55 model and here's some stuff I had...
Wow!! Thank you, I'm a '54 model and relate exactly to that. Blister-inducing plastic sandals for the start of the summer holidays, plastic binocular things, freebies hidden in corn flakes packets. Join me in casting your minds back.
I'm a '55 model and here's some stuff I had...
I'll raise you the RSW16, 'cos I had had an RSW16 Compact, which was hinged in the middle and weighed twice as much! Fitted in me Dad's car boot, though, so we took it everywhere.
Anyone else have a tape recorder & subscribe to the magazine 'The Tape Recorder' back in the day?
My drunk stepmother spitting at me as I walked through the front door after school. Being squared up to by said stepmother for having the audacity to admit I was missing my mum who died 3 years earlier. I was 12 years old.
I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
sir humphrey appleby said:
My drunk stepmother spitting at me as I walked through the front door after school. Being squared up to by said stepmother for having the audacity to admit I was missing my mum who died 3 years earlier. I was 12 years old.
I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
Well that's a rubbish memory chap,I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
I do hope once you grew up and were able to stand up for yourself you let her know what you thought of her ?
jeff666 said:
sir humphrey appleby said:
My drunk stepmother spitting at me as I walked through the front door after school. Being squared up to by said stepmother for having the audacity to admit I was missing my mum who died 3 years earlier. I was 12 years old.
I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
Well that's a rubbish memory chap,I guess that’s not quite what you were after, but things like that are my childhood memories. Ah well.
I do hope once you grew up and were able to stand up for yourself you let her know what you thought of her ?
Anyway, I don’t want to derail the thread.
I do remember getting a Grifter for Christmas one year from Mum, now that was a great bike.
Going to a roman Catholic school and being constantly picked on by the nuns because I was not good enough, being made to stand for every class and not allowed to have any play time and only 15 minutes for finner after everyone else had finished and there were only scraps left.
Told that I was full of the devil for being left handed and having the ruler across said left hand.
Not being allowed to swim in the pool that the parents built and paid for because my family didn't donate enough or help enough.
My mother having post natal depression after my sister and my father never being home because he was away driving lorries or in the pub at weekends.
Them having blazing rows and me stepping in between them.
f
k it, all the bad stuff made me who I am, determined, realistic and certainly not going to let any of the same stuff happen to my children.
I had a bmx, it gave me freedom. Then the car expanded on that. The car that gave me the most freedom was my 86 manta, I still have it, and the bmx. They are part of who I am and where i came from.
Told that I was full of the devil for being left handed and having the ruler across said left hand.
Not being allowed to swim in the pool that the parents built and paid for because my family didn't donate enough or help enough.
My mother having post natal depression after my sister and my father never being home because he was away driving lorries or in the pub at weekends.
Them having blazing rows and me stepping in between them.
f
k it, all the bad stuff made me who I am, determined, realistic and certainly not going to let any of the same stuff happen to my children.I had a bmx, it gave me freedom. Then the car expanded on that. The car that gave me the most freedom was my 86 manta, I still have it, and the bmx. They are part of who I am and where i came from.
Brilliant thread. I'm a '56 vintage. Great to be reminded of this stuff.
Pakamac. I had one. Horrible. Very distinctive smell.
Those sandals. Always wanted a pair. I'm glad I didn't get them now.
Johnny 7. The stuff of dreams. I remember the TV ads. Never owned one, but I knew someone who did. Can't imagine that would go down well today. I did have a plastic FN rifle, with bayonet, which fired plastic bullets. Don't imagine that would be considered acceptable today either.
Didn’t, have the Austin Cambridge. Did have the James Bond DB5 though, and one of these, which also had steering.
I'll add a few more.
I've still got this. In the attic, somewhere.
And I'll end with the best. My dad came into some money, and bought me one of these as a birthday present.
The Chopper that is - in green.
There was a lot of crap stuff going on as well, but all things considered I was pretty fortunate as a as kid.
Pakamac. I had one. Horrible. Very distinctive smell.
Those sandals. Always wanted a pair. I'm glad I didn't get them now.
Johnny 7. The stuff of dreams. I remember the TV ads. Never owned one, but I knew someone who did. Can't imagine that would go down well today. I did have a plastic FN rifle, with bayonet, which fired plastic bullets. Don't imagine that would be considered acceptable today either.
Didn’t, have the Austin Cambridge. Did have the James Bond DB5 though, and one of these, which also had steering.
I'll add a few more.
I've still got this. In the attic, somewhere.
And I'll end with the best. My dad came into some money, and bought me one of these as a birthday present.
The Chopper that is - in green.
There was a lot of crap stuff going on as well, but all things considered I was pretty fortunate as a as kid.
Edited by Mort7 on Thursday 9th April 23:18
[quote=Mort7]Brilliant thread. I'm a '56 vintage. Great to be reminded of this stuff.
Pakamac. I had one. Horrible. Very distinctive smell.
I had a thing like the Fireball XL5 but mine was very different.
Mine was a NASA type moon rocket and it worked like this.
At this point, a parachute would release, bringing the rocket back to earth.
I always wondered how the damned thing didn't go up my nose at escape velocity.
lethal bloody thing.
Pakamac. I had one. Horrible. Very distinctive smell.
I had a thing like the Fireball XL5 but mine was very different.
Mine was a NASA type moon rocket and it worked like this.
- Take the H-shaped plastic base and put the rocket on it vertically, engaging a pin on the tail with
- Take the launch handle (also H-shaped) and attach its two 1/4" square sections rubber bands to
- Stand on the plastic base (both feet) and, holding the launch handle in both hands stretch up to the limit of
- Wait for the rocket to slide up the angled ramp until the pin reached the keyhole.
At this point, a parachute would release, bringing the rocket back to earth.
I always wondered how the damned thing didn't go up my nose at escape velocity.
lethal bloody thing.
This thread makes me nostalgic for the nostalgia thread we had on PH a few years ago. Those were the days.
https://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&...
https://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&...
Eric Mc said:
This thread makes me nostalgic for the nostalgia thread we had on PH a few years ago. Those were the days.
https://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&...
Maybe it's time to have a word with the mods and make all the forums read only. It's all been done before. https://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&...
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