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Things they / you did last century that would shock you know.
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Watching Butterflies - looks like no one wore seat belts back then.
Smoking in a cafe as well.
What do you remember about the past that there is no way would be acceptable now?
FFS - Now not Know.
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My mum going across the road to use the neighbour's phone to give my nanan three rings when we were setting off for Sunday dinner, so she'd know when to put her Yorkshire puddings in.
I can just imagine the aibu thread now. 'Ffs you sound very entitled' 'i feel sorry for your neighbour' 'make your own Sunday dinner'
LOL Arteggs.
The nature club our mum sent us to, run by an eccentric sacked former teacher who lived in a caravan.
Going down to the Prom to swim with my mate in the summer when we were eleven, no grown ups or lifeguards or anything. (No-one ever drowned. The only person who ever drowned at the Prom, before they drained it due to Health and Safety Gone Mad, was when they put up a sign that said 'No diving' and a man dived in and knocked his head on it.)
Ran across a motorway and then through some underground watery tunnels to get to a golf course to nick golf balls mid-game 
We used to bugger off up the hills for hours and hours at a time in the summer holidays aged 6 or 7 and cadging 10p off a passing stranger for the phonebox to get a lift home when we wandered too far. Couldn't imagine letting my children do that now.
I used to sneak through the garden to our elderly neighbours house really early in the morning. My mum wouldn't be up but he was an early riser so I'd go in through his back door and he'd give me a kitkat.
He always said it was our secret
He was totally harmless (I think) but I can just imagine what he'd be called these days.
Putting two pence pieces on the railway tracks when a train was coming to make them all flat.
Never wore seatbelts! Squeezed as many children in the car as physically possible. I used to go in the boot 
Playing on building sites.
Yes to no seat belts and no child seats....mum sitting in front with baby on lap!!
Walking to school aged 5 in small town....aged 5!!
No suncream how we loved our T shirt sun tans....tans ? we were scarlet!
People coming to the door to ask if they could use your phone...random neighbours.
Party lines...where you shared your phone line as it was cheaper..my gran had this and was able to here some very racey goings on with her neighbour who shared the line.
Oh happy days!
Smoking at the back of the bus and on a plane.
I used to get my nanas cigarettes from about the age of 9 from the shop.
We also used to wait on trains squashing coins.
My parents used to drive with us in the car after a skinful. My mum now goes cold thinking about how stupid they were.
In the 70s, my parents borrowing a friend's transit van, putting our sofa in the back of it, so that my DBs and I, and various cousins would have something to sit on, as we drove to the coast.
My Dad would deliberately throw the van around corners, to make the sofa slide about in the back, and we all thought it was hilarious and would squeal with laughing.
One time, he stamped on the brakes a bit too hard, and my cousin shot forward, bumped her head on the dashboard, and ended up in the passenger footwell...again, cause for much laughing...
Can you imagine that going on nowdays 
I was in a carry cot placed on the back seat. No seat belts in the back as well.
Oh, my teachers used to send me down to MIL's shop to buy them fags mid-lesson. Can you imagine the AIBU? 
I also remember playing on building sites -getting in cement mixers, climbing scaffolding, running around in half-built houses and generally doing all manner of dangerous things.
Oh, and Friday nights, all of us at my Auntie's house, kids playing upstairs in their PJs, downstairs adults getting pissed on Matteus Rose...about midnight, my Dad would drive us home (pissed) luckily just down country lanes, but even so...one night he got so drunk confused, he parked the car on our neighbour's drive 
Everyone thought it was hilarious...
ohhh - and knocking on the doors of neighbours asking if we could take the baby for a walk.
The number of people who willingly handed their kids over to a bunch of clueless 7-10 year olds was astounding.
My brother flew out of the back of the car in his carry cot 
My mum had been at my nan's and had put him across the back seat - mid 70's so no seatbelts of course. My nan had said goodbye to him through the back d
I still have the scar from when I fell out of the pram. My sister needed it so I was sat on the top.
My brother flew out of the back of the car in his carry cot 
My mum had been at my nan's and had put him across the back seat - mid 70's so no seatbelts of course. My nan had said goodbye to him through the back door but hadn't shut the door properly. Mum drove off and the door flew open on a bend and out flew my brother!
He was/is fine kind of
As a child, I was smacked in school for eating an orange (at lunchtime) because the teacher didn't like the smell in her classroom. I didn't know that because she was a juniors teacher and I was only in infants.
If you were naughty in reception, the teacher locked you in her cupboard. It was big and did have a window, but you were still locked in.
If you were really naughty, you had your trousers pulled out and your bottom smacked by the head teacher in the middle of assembly, in front of the whole school. We used to find it funny because the head teacher's bald head used to go bright red!
When I tell my students of the corporal punishment my generation had at school, they don't believe it. But what I find scary was the fact that I didn't start school until 1980.
we nicked someones bag from a night club took the cash and threw it in the canal on the way home. Mind you that was illegal even in 1986. The friend who instigated it said she did it all the time 
Hitch-hiking all over the country to different night-clubs.
and aged 14 I used to hitch everywhere, that was mid 80's too
I learned to roll my grandad's ciggies when he found it too difficult. He died when I was eight so I must have been younger than that.
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