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When I were a lad

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    #31
    Originally posted by Diver View Post
    I remember when all this was fields

    I remember when I was a lad, 2 shillings on a weekend for pocket money. would do the 40 minute bus ride to Newport and the saturday matinee (cinema), popcorn and cola, then on to the now long gone swimming baths at stow hill in Newort. Bag of chips and then bus home all for 2 shillings (10p in todays money) a wagon wheel and a bottle of coke was sixpence (2 1/2p in todays money).

    My first job when I left school I was on £4 a week (Loaded!)
    Panda cola?

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      #32
      Originally posted by Old Greg View Post
      Panda cola?
      It was the cinema's own brand, tasted like fizzy water with a touch of gravy browning and 16 tablespoons of sugar

      But it was cheaper than Coca Cola
      Confusion is a natural state of being

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        #33
        First time I went up in a plane it was a light-aircraft from Blackpool and I was in my 30's. The pilot was contractor colleague and another contractor was onboard too. The pilot threw the plane all over the place and almost managed to stall the engine at one stage.

        When we landed he asked if I had been scared? I said I hadn't been. He replied that he had been scared stiff especially when he almost stalled it. I believed him cos I saw he was shaking!

        I found out he had been trying to scare me on purpose. But after that he went round telling everyone I had nerves of STEEL!

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          #34
          First flight was a big circle above a seaside town. I think my Dad paid ten bob for the privilege, and it was probably the first time he'd flown as well.

          Next flight was on a Dan Air (aka Dan Dare) charter jobbie to ze Fazerland.

          Being mad about speed I was very impressed by the acceleration on the runway.

          My first taste of German efficiency was when they guided us the wrong way into the airport completely bypassing passport control, then had to call us back to do the passport stamping bit.

          You needed to get the amount of money you were taking abroad recorded in your passport and stamped by the bank back then.
          Behold the warranty -- the bold print giveth and the fine print taketh away.

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            #35
            Originally posted by Diver View Post
            I remember when all this was fields

            I remember when I was a lad, 2 shillings on a weekend for pocket money. would do the 40 minute bus ride to Newport and the saturday matinee (cinema), popcorn and cola, then on to the now long gone swimming baths at stow hill in Newort. Bag of chips and then bus home all for 2 shillings (10p in todays money) a wagon wheel and a bottle of coke was sixpence (2 1/2p in todays money).

            My first job when I left school I was on £4 a week (Loaded!)
            No offence, but why do older generations speak like that? My grandparents do all the time, as if the younger generations are unaware of the historic event of decimalisation or one or both parties are unaware of inflation.

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              #36
              Originally posted by wim121 View Post
              No offence, but why do older generations speak like that? My grandparents do all the time, as if the younger generations are unaware of the historic event of decimalisation or one or both parties are unaware of inflation.
              Because it's all your fault! You lot with your money grasping ways and "Oh No! I'm too good for pie N chips, I want a Lobster" and Yer forin travel and yer fast cars N fast wimin.

              I know your ilk, too good fer the likes of us that fought to make this a great nation. you and your flighty friends from overseas and yer ipods N cell phones.

              Well I'll tell you now, No good'll come of it, you hear, it'll all end in tears it will
              Confusion is a natural state of being

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