You Know You’re Getting Old When…….

BossHogg said:
You feel old when you're walking round a museum and you remember actually travelling on the museum piece back home! 😱
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I remember travelling on that bus when I was 5 going to see my Gran. Mum put me on the bus and I.had to tell the Bus Conductors "half to Bassett War Memorial" and my Gran would meet me when I got there.
 
I think those buses were green and cream in Dorset. My Mum used to put me on the bus with my little cardboard suitcase to spend the holidays with my Grandparents. The bus would do an extra stop outside my Grandparents gate and the conductor would make sure Nan was waiting in the garden for me. Those were the days! The sun always shone, it never rained and the postman used to ride his bike down the road with his Jack Russel on his shoulders, the things that happened when we were young would never be allowed now!
 
Being around students every day reminds me that I'm old (in comparison to them....). Plus our newest lecturer is only 21. They do remind me that they don't know who the 'spice girls' are or that the World Trade Center attacks did not happen in their lifetimes.....
 
When I used to walk the beat in the garrison, I didn't carry cuffs, baton, CS gas, wear stab vest. Handheld radios were useless, I had to carry loose change to phone the police station in case of an emergency. Computers were the size of a larder fridge, mobile phones didn't exist, and a laptop was a saucy dancer! Nowadays, I can radio an officer in Cornwall from the Scottish border.
 
I am an orphan too. Scarily the matriarch of the wider family.
I skipped the mature, responsible bit it didn't seem to happen for me. I cause my children concern, they think I'm losing my marbles. I try to explain I never found them to lose!
I remember £1 notes and brown 10 shilling ones.
 
Merab's Slave said:
Anyone remember Tales of the Riverbank narrated by Johnny Morris ?

I also remember being very excited when my parents bought a colour television but most of the programmes were still in black & white
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Yep I remember Tales of the Riverbank.

I remember having a colour television and looking in the Radio Times and it said when programmes were in colour and I thought that they said colour just for us!

I also loved watching Animal Magic and all the animals had human voices.
 
Betsy said:
Yep I remember Tales of the Riverbank.

I remember having a colour television and looking in the Radio Times and it said when programmes were in colour and I thought that they said colour just for us!

I also loved watching Animal Magic and all the animals had human voices.
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I used to love Animal Magic too! I also remember thinking for ages that The Clangers were grey, until our family got a colour television and I realised they were actually pink! It is quite strange looking back, when people used to watch the snooker in black and white, but everyone still seemed to know what was going on.
 
Tv shut down at 10pm , to a white buzzing dot, fish and 6 on a Friday night. Listening to " the navy lark" on Sunday radio. And "Listen with mother at 2.15 on a week day.while .mum did the ironing ,when she took the light bulb out of it's socket out in the kitchen and plug the iron into.you was kicked out the house in the morning with a bottle of water and a sandwich, and god help you if you stepped back in before teatime!. And don't get me started on what we used get up to.to get out of Sunday school the old kids would open the church door the night before so sheep and cows could go in,church was in the middle of a field!.
 
Bubble and Squeak said:
I used to love Animal Magic too! I also remember thinking for ages that The Clangers were grey, until our family got a colour television and I realised they were actually pink! It is quite strange looking back, when people used to watch the snooker in black and white, but everyone still seemed to know what was going on.
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Which lead to the famous saying" for those of you watching in black and white the pink ball is behind the white " (they both looked the same)
 
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teddymouse said:
Tv shut down at 10pm , to a white buzzing dot, fish and 6 on a Friday night. Listening to " the navy lark" on Sunday radio. And "Listen with mother at 2.15 on a week day.while .mum did the ironing ,when she took the light bulb out of it's socket out in the kitchen and plug the iron into.you was kicked out the house in the morning with a bottle of water and a sandwich, and god help you if you stepped back in before teatime!. And don't get me started on what we used get up to.to get out of Sunday school the old kids would open the church door the night before so sheep and cows could go in,church was in the middle of a field!.
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That’s why fonts in old churches have lids - to stop the sheep and the cows drinking the Holy Water.

Loving all these memories.

Remembering all the things we did as children way back is also a reminder that children seem to have less freedom than we did.
If we played in the old shell of a house and got hurt we were just patched up or taken to A&E and sent off again.
The only rules were don’t talk to strangers and don’t accept lifts from strangers.
 
I frequently went home with wet feet from playing in the river and wading in so far the water went over my wellies. We roamed the countryside from about 7 years old. Friends had to stay together and look after each other, make sure no one was left alone. My Mum was a terrible worrier I had to make sure I was home in time for tea or I would be in trouble with her. I remember her sending a search party out when a friend and I were very late going home, I wasn't allowed out for a week afterwards. To be honest I'm surprised looking back I was allowed the freedom I had considering how much she worried. I guess she thought she had to let me go as all the other children did these things.
We would go off all day with a jam sandwich and a biscuit in a brown paper bag, a melamine lidded cup with an orange squash in it. The best times were when I spent the holidays with my grandparents, I think I felt more relaxed because they weren't worriers at all.
 
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