Back in my day...

Princess Calla wrote: »

Or chicken curry and rice

The chicken curry in Hollywood Nights in Stillorgan was fantastic. Depending on how lucky you got (or not) it might be the highlight of the night.

On frosty mornings we used to pour water on the footpath to make slides of solid ice. Taking a run and sliding on our feet... or going off the ice and breaking our collective bollix.

We knew which houses to avoid: the ould bats that would come out and pour salt on it.

We also had bin men who picked up and carried the bin to the bin truck.
None of this wheelie bin recycling ****e either.

branie2 wrote: »

We had to change the TV channels on the TV itself via knob

CHANNELS ???? That we'd be so lucky...:mad:

We had one channel until RTE 2 came on stream sometime in the late 70s'.

None of these artificial Christmas trees either.
Every fcukin year my dad bought a real tree and butchered himself with a saw trying to trim the tree bough down to fit in the stand.
Then he blew the fuses setting up the lights on the tree before going to bed half full of whiskey.

Our mother used to take the cream from the 20 gallon milk churn on Sunday mornings. as the creamery manager did not take a milk sample to calculate the % fat in the milk. God be with the days

The Lone Ranger was king.
Hi Ho Silver.

And if you try telling that to the young people of today, they won't believe you.

corner of hells wrote: »

We also had bin men who picked up and carried the bin to the bin truck.
None of this wheelie bin recycling ****e either.

The same bin men my mother never answered the door to at Christmas when they came around with their hands out.

corner of hells wrote: »

We also had bin men who picked up and carried the bin to the bin truck.
None of this wheelie bin recycling ****e either.

And the crows and foxes used to have all the bags tattered and tore for food.
Foxy loxy can’t work the wheelie bin at all

partyguinness wrote: »

- glass Lucozade bottles in the grandparents drink cabinet contained Poteen.
- computer games loaded up from cassettes
- Mars bars were the most expensive item in the sweet shop at 28p
- free kicks in GAA were taken from the ground

In relation to the glass lucozade bottles, they came wrapped in orange plastic at one stage, like a kind of sh1t giftwrap.

Princess Calla wrote: »

The sudden realisation of how feckin hammered you were

:D after 3 pints ! and the inevitable punch up outside when waiting on the minibus to arrive to take home about 80 people

ohnonotgmail wrote: »

those glass bottles in the orange plastic were a miracle cure and a must bring item when visiting somebody in hospital.

Or if someone,God forbid, was driving to France they stuck them on the headlights

bottlebrush wrote: »

Jelly and a block of ice cream and wafers
after dinner on a sunday. Dessert on a weekday was unheard of.

Sometimes Tapioca

The picture on the telly dwindling to a dot when switched off. The picture on the telly taking ages to appear as it warmed up. Cheese in a shade of orange not known in nature. **** cars, **** buses, **** trains. **** holidays.....if anyone bombs Youghal out of existence, I shall cheer loudly.....CIE taking the ****ing piss, as always. Four and a half hours to go to Cork on a train, which stopped at every rural station not actually closed down since the Emergency. Four and a half hours, allegedly, to go to Cork on a bus, in the days before motorways, when the bus went through Rathcoole, Naas, Monasterevin before eventually reaching Urlingford and draining your bladder only to realise that you were only halfway there. I rejoiced when independent bus companies finally came along and magically,it didnt take half a day anymore!!!

A packet of plain crisps with a paper twist of salt inside the packet

A 3p or 6p waver of ice cream as a treat

Sent to the shop for 1 shillings worth of broken biscuits

Sent for a fresh Vienna bread and poking a hole in the crust and eating the white bread

Deleted User wrote: »

The murderer was found in Great Unprecedented Bizarre Unbelievable circumstances.

The main thing though was that he got a just sentence.

A racehorse was kidnapped.

An Irish train robbery:. Still no movie after all these years.....Wonder what the Irish film industry is spooging on about all this time!

Grotesque, unbelievable, bizarre and unprecedented.

Watching the animals being slaughtered in the local butchers by looking in the keyhole of the yard door!!!!

No yellow, orange or red wind warnings, it was gale force 10, storm force 11, and hurricane force 12, and none of them shut the bloody schools down.

There was a yellow snow warning, but that was a different thing..

bottlebrush wrote: »

There was only about 1 murder a year in Ireland, if even that

Surely more paramilitary than domestic murders back then.

The Famous Five (seventies version) on the telly

Tapping the public phone....