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Get thee to Ebay pronto!

<emerges dusty from back of wardrobe>

Do you think that we should share with them that massive shoulder pads make the average lass look less Dynesty and more Dallas Cowboys ?

Nah.... that info is best left for when they find a primary source. Like my diary.

<burns diary>

Heh! Revenge.

1976

The year of baths two inches deep, 3 kids to a tub, just once a week and the whole country slid down hills covered in yellow thatch where the grass used to be , on a bit of cardboard to avoid the friction burns as we all yelled "Wheeeeeee...ouff it's fucking hot"

Well not "fucking" hot obviously. I was only 8. And in those days mums were super supple from all that bending down to slap the back of legs. Wasn't going to risk an F word back then.

She'd have had me skin off!

Or basted ourselves in a concoction of olive oil and, er, probably vinegar, as we couldn't afford amber solair factor 2 <<still bears the scars>>

Holy Shit!

Yes it was vinegar.

I was convinced until two minutes ago that that was a spoof article in Family Circle and my mum was the only one daft enough to have confused her children with salad.

Jesus that stung.

Flying ants the size of small babies.I just had to get the money foe an ice jublee and a 10 pence lucky dip bag, and I was happy.
Or half pence chews in a bad day .

I'm a bit older than you Loquace but my mum did nothing to stop the madness! I remember passing out once as I had spent all day on the sun lounger, a nastier more uncomfortable thing you wouldn't wish to find. But that was the summer that went on forever and I'd love another.

"What did you do in the summertime in the olden days lady"

"Well dearie, we covered ourselves in salad dressing at a time when water was in such short supply that you only got a bath once a week"

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Mumsnet archieves- July 1976

IABU To slap my childrens legs becuase they licked all their "homemade suntan lotion" off each other between (massively spaced apart) meals?

Mass chorus of Nooooo! Slap legs TWICE!

<<incapable of coming up with witty retort due to unexpected snow related drinking!>>

Flying ants the size of small babies

Oh god that just brought back a memory.

Having located the helicopter sized flying ants nest my dad donned his flying suit for protection while we stood around two inches away virtually naked , took a jerry can of petrol and a box of mathes with the intension of pouring on the petrol and then cremating the bastards. Only to light a match, drop it IN the jerry can......go pale and run like fuck....leaving almost naked children (covered in salad dressing) with singed eyebrows in his wake.

Health and Safety, 70s style

It is a miricle any of us survived!

Arf @ Loquace!

My mum used to send us off to play with hari krishnas, so she could clean the house.Mind you they were very nice.

Ahh 1976, we,d never cope with that kind of heat now. Oil and vinegar, i,d forgot that.
<checks elephant hide arse and crocodile back in the mirror>.

But that was the summer that went on forever and I'd love another.

Come visit me in deepest, darkest Lomellina, every summer is 1976. But I tend to put salad dressing on actual salad these days

It's not the same though, it's just long and hot. None of that crazed delight of endless boiling days, grubby children and excited running about with reports from the news about standpipes ANY MINUTE NOW!

Oil and vinegar, i,d forgot that. <checks elephant hide arse and crocodile back in the mirror>

We should do a class action against Family Circle demanding free botox and chemical peels!

An entire generation of children ACTUALLY FRIED, thanks to their "frugal homemade recipie for suntan creame"

I hate to break it to you, kim, but I did the 60s at primary school 20 years ago! So I reckon by now the 70s must be ancient past.

I felt old the other day when DH told me 'different to' has now become as acceptable as 'different from'. I know language use changes ... I just didn't expect it to make my pedantry obsolete so fast.

And really old when one of the kids I tutor was asking about what was happening in Belfast and had never heard of the troubles.

Oh bloody hell. 20 years ago I was limping towards the end of my first marriage.

Right, that's it.

If I am of ye olden times I demand a crinoline and a faceful of arsenic!

I am not going to be immortalised in history books in elephant flares and salad dressing. It just doesn't have the same je ne se qua! If I am going out of style, I'm going out in style.

<puts on towering white wig>

<inserts obligatory mouse nest>

Loquace are you me?

Off to bed now. Have been counting on a snow day tomorrow...

My work here is done.

I have just seen the date and realised my DH and I met 43 years ago today.
We were 18 in 1970 and have lived through a lot of history.

Heck I was born in 1970 and now it's history? I thought it only became history after 50 years? I'm 42!

Though I do regularly deal with "ohhhh muuuuuuuum! You're so oooooold! (dd1 will be a teenager in 3 weeks so I'm officially an embarrassment!)

DS did post-Berlin wall coming down as European History last year. Bawk!

I was in college then!

I always used to think about the changes the old people I looked after had been through in their lifetimes but those of us who remember the summer of 76 have been through a few too.

We didn't have a home phone, and were not unusual.

Our TV was black and white and you had to get up and twiddle the knob to change chanels.

We didn't wear uniform to school until age 11. All school seem to have them now.

Of course mobile phones, computers and the internet are very recent additions to our lives.

We did the SALT II talks for O level in the 80s, my parents were appalled.

My DD did sweets from the 70s last year in year 6, I hadn't realised it was history tbh I'm not sure what subject I thought she was studying.

I feel old when collecting ds3 from school and the mums talk about worrying about junior schools and they say you getting worried when dd goes to high in couple years

I say no more worried about 6th form and UNi ANC they look at me like gone mad . Had to explain I have a 16 and almost 19 year old . ANC yup it's when my 16 year old was doing about the Berlin wall coming down and teacher said ask your grandparents he was like no sir . I can ask my mum oh did I feel old .

On Brighg side his write up was good and I have a piece of Berlin wall and pictures of wall when I was younger and it stood and pictures after it came down

I feel old when collecting ds3 from school and the mums talk about worrying about junior schools and they say you getting worried when dd goes to high in couple years

I say no more worried about 6th form and UNi ANC they look at me like gone mad . Had to explain I have a 16 and almost 19 year old . ANC yup it's when my 16 year old was doing about the Berlin wall coming down and teacher said ask your grandparents he was like no sir . I can ask my mum oh did I feel old .

On Brighg side his write up was good and I have a piece of Berlin wall and pictures of wall when I was younger and it stood and pictures after it came down

<twirls in homemade crinoline>

<face shoved in bag of flour due to pharmacist being all picky about who she sells arsenic too>

<feels better>