**** things about the 70s,80s,90s...that don't happen now!

we use to toast bread of one of those gas fires in my nannie’s back in the 80’s. used a a fork hold it. no fancy toasters back then!

Was that printed on pink paper?

They'd have someone at every game, who'd phone in a detailed report at half time, and with the team sheets etc and then for the end it would just be the final score update, then boom ready to print.

And the Vespas that would bring them around Dublin City centre newsagents at breakneck speed

You're obviously not a Protestant!

Jumble sale = second hand stuff

Sale of work = hand crafted knitwear, home made cakes , etc

Garden Fete = various stalls including entertainment such as tombola, lucky dip, throwing rings and horseshoes as well as some stuff for sale. In rural areas you might be able to win a piglet by guessing its weight.

My school had an indoor smoking room that students could use during breaks or free classes.

My local Protestants had a spin the wheel thingy and a brass band at their garden fete. All the rest of their stalls were just selling second hand books, clothes etc.

The three Catholic Sales of work only had jumble. Two of them ran separate "cake sales".

Mobile AIB and BOI Banks in the form of lorries. Parents used them when were non holidays in Sligo.

Mind you many modern day older AIB and BOI are in $hit condition.

when the doorbell rang you had to actually open the door to see who it was……unbelievable…

That way you had eg an 86 car rather than an 85 car, when you went to sell it.

Just had a flashback to a summer I luckily got the student office job (mostly filing and messages) in the county council and the had ladies and gents break rooms.

The men's room was in the basement and was mostly everyone gathered around the table playing 25s and smoking.

I had to take a message up to the ladies break room once, knocked on door and when it opened nearly half of the women were knitting!!!

Edit to add, late 80s.

I say a lot of the safety awareness stuff now is overkill pushed by parents who know they're lucky they're still alive after the stuff we got up to when children were expendable.

We used to do our own demolishing of old crumbling buildings as kids. I still remember the rush of running away from a collapsing wall!

Remember the "where's grandad?" Safety ad?

There was the one about a young lad drowning in a water barrel too.

Absolutely.

In my school it was usually a slurry pit accident. Tractors didn't have rollover protection, I think a cousin nearly got killed off one when he was driving at 8 years old!

Plus infant mortality was high until maternity care improvements. There were no counselling services for my parents when they lost kids.

It did feel like we were expendable, kinda of like the way in the US they can't link mass shootings in schools to the easy availability of guns.

Town being an absolute dead wasteland on a Sunday. Seriously, nothing was open.

That reminds me-pubs closing for holy hour and earlier closing on Sundays

Saving up the Maxwell house/Nescafe jar labels and sending them back to manufacturer to get free gifts!