The Oldies Thread


When was the last time anyone saw cricket wickets chalked on a wall in the summer? Growing up in the 70s we were always in the local school yard if it had rained and the field was muddy. Never see any kids playing sport now unless their parents have taken them to a local club. We’d be out all day, home for tea, then about 15 a side football games until it was pitch black. Great days
 

When was the last time anyone saw cricket wickets chalked on a wall in the summer? Growing up in the 70s we were always in the local school yard if it had rained and the field was muddy. Never see any kids playing sport now unless their parents have taken them to a local club. We’d be out all day, home for tea, then about 15 a side football games until it was pitch black. Great days
I walked down my Mom's road last week and someone had chalked an Hop Scotch on the floor, and yes, I had a go.
 

When was the last time anyone saw cricket wickets chalked on a wall in the summer? Growing up in the 70s we were always in the local school yard if it had rained and the field was muddy. Never see any kids playing sport now unless their parents have taken them to a local club. We’d be out all day, home for tea, then about 15 a side football games until it was pitch black. Great days
Did you ever have "candles" to settle out/not out disputes? If the dispute couldn't be decided, the batsman could face 3 candles. The batter would have to turn his bat upside down and face 3 balls. If you managed to survive without being bowled,you were "in" and life went on. Never made it on to the Lords rules,but it worked for us kids.😂
 
When was the last time anyone saw cricket wickets chalked on a wall in the summer? Growing up in the 70s we were always in the local school yard if it had rained and the field was muddy. Never see any kids playing sport now unless their parents have taken them to a local club. We’d be out all day, home for tea, then about 15 a side football games until it was pitch black. Great days
Next goals the winner, whatever the score was.
 
After getting cheered up in the 'Getting Older - Men's section, The mind had a wander way back when...

Back in the 50s families were mostly bigger and there were a lot more kids of various ages in your what is called today your social support group or some such waffle.
what it meant was 'our street'
Mothers mostly stayed at hope, there were no disposable nappies and little kids really were a full time job.
So who 'looked after' aka, 'made sure you didn't kill yourself and came home for your tea'?

Big Sisters - that's who.
They were the Sergeant's, they ran everything, leaving The Colonel in Chief aka Yer Mars to look after babies...anybody who didn't go to school.
Older Brothers? Nah gtf - didn't wanna know...and, back in those days weren't expected to.

They had sensible, no nonsense names Susan, Margaret, Doreen.
The only authority they had was being 5,6,7, years older than you, which back then was all you needed.
They ran everything.
They even helped run...under the watchful eye of an actual adult our local Cubs, 2 or 3 off them easily handled 20 odd 8 to 10 yr olds
Can you imaging today's 15 yr olds doing that

Let's hear it for (other peoples) big sisters...not mine obvs, she was a power mad sadistic despot...just kidding Sis
Had a 'big sister' 8 years older, took no interest in me at all, but was left with my brother 2 years younger a lot. She used to send him in the flats' lift up, and down, in his pram, on his own. So when you say 'looked after'...
And yep, her name was Susan 😁
 

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