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[STMO999]

This is copied from an e-mail I received from a mate today. It's a bit long but so much of it is true. Read and enjoy.

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE

1930's 1940's, 50's, 60's and early 70's !

First, we survived being born to mothers who drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle...

Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds , KFC, Subway or Nandos.

Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn't open on the weekends, somehow we didn't starve to death!

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy  Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up frogs with.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes, no video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY ,
no video/dvd  films,   
no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears!

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time...

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays,

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Mum didn't have to go to work to help dad make ends meet!

RUGBY and CRICKET had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting into the team was based on
MERIT 

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and bully's always ruled the playground at school.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn't invent stupid names for their kids like 'Kiora' and 'Blade' and 'Ridge' and 'Vanilla'

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL !

I've just hit my son with my belt, sold his Wii for booze and told him to play out on the field at the back.

The social worker is on her way. hic. Cheers Bob

[bob.dent]

This is copied from an e-mail I received from a mate today. It's a bit long but so much of it is true. Read and enjoy.

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE

1930's 1940's, 50's, 60's and early 70's !

First, we survived being born to mothers who drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle...

Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds , KFC, Subway or Nandos.

Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn't open on the weekends, somehow we didn't starve to death!

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy  Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up frogs with.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes, no video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY ,
no video/dvd  films,   
no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears!

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time...

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays,

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Mum didn't have to go to work to help dad make ends meet!

RUGBY and CRICKET had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting into the team was based on
MERIT 

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and bully's always ruled the playground at school.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn't invent stupid names for their kids like 'Kiora' and 'Blade' and 'Ridge' and 'Vanilla'

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL !

I've just hit my son with my belt, sold his Wii for booze and told him to play out on the field at the back.

The social worker is on her way. hic. Cheers Bob

 
Nice one Steve.......now why am I not surprised!!

[Stevie-blunder]

It's no wonder we have all the problems now, would like to see these "wrapped in cotton wool" kids go through it, wouldn't last 5 mins. I blame the do-gooders 

[TheBoy]

Old email chain, but a lot of truth in there.


My views on modern parenting/teaching are very unpopular with some members on here, so I shall refrain for today...

[Jimbo B]

Late 40's 4 me and not a truer word said

[rob in gib]

Totally agree well posted

[PhilRich]

You now know how frustrating it gets for us as parents when all you need to do is give them a clip round the earhole then let them carry on,but you can't do that anymore.If you were caught by the police when I was a lad you knew you would get it twice round the back of the head,first from the copper for doing wrong then from your parents for being caught doing it! Oh the good old days,bring them back and sort this bloody country out sooner rather than later

I couldn't have put it better myself, I can still feel the back of Sergeant Rouses gloved hand across the back of my neck even now 50 odd years on!!

[Nickbat]

Good post. 

The problem is that, these days, the popular view is that anything from the past is automatically "bad", whilst everything new is automatically "good". Why don't people that espouse such an opinion realise that there is absolutely no logic to it at all?  

[Brick Tamland]

A 17 year old in 1966

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzN0mMx-sJg&feature=related[/media]

17 year olds in 2009

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OWwW_DYmxEw[/media]

I'm losing faith in humanity

[HolyCount]

Good post. 

The problem is that, these days, the popular view is that anything from the past is automatically "bad", whilst everything new is automatically "good". Why don't people that espouse such an opinion realise that there is absolutely no logic to it at all?  

Us oldies do tend to put more emphasis (or at least remember) the good things about the past over most of the bad. I suppose a modern kid would be horrified at the prospect of being limited to three TV channels, for instance, or, God forbid, having to walk a few miles to school (school ? ). But to us that was life, and, I think, compared to the stresses and strains of modern times, it was a damn good life too.

An old lecturer of mine was, apparently, asked by one of his students, "What did you do before things like, email and fax machines?". He replied, "We did it on time, lad, on time".

[Omegadoha, Desert Member]

I used to walk to school to save the bus fare in order to buy a pair of trainers. Ithink it was Adidas Mamba, Bamba or Samba.

Sometimes I would bunk the fare.

[bluehawk]

missing of that list is sundays we would spend at the parks and the sunday with the familys not round shopping centres, because Mum Dad now work sunday

Xmas the whole family where together the shops where shut 3/4 days and we nether ran out of food  dad was not grumpy beacuase he had thius time off not rushing around like now as he has to work xmas day/boxing day

[HolyCount]

Even as recently as the late 70's I remember sunday afternoons ( after a good roast), listening to "lazy Sunday Afternoon" and John Peel, with no shops open and no need to spend the day catching up on whatever there wasn't time for in the week ..... "day of rest" I believe it was referred to as.