Growing up in the 70's

Whit holiday on the Lleyn Pensinsula and a shopping day in Pwlleli (sp??) - all four of us left in the back seat of the parked car whilst Mum and Dad disappeared for hours. The inevitable fighting - the car must have been rocking - then a stranger tapping on the window, seeing us all fighting. He went away and came back with a pack of sweets EACH. That shut us up.

In Manningham Park, Bradford, with my very bigoted grandmother. Playing on the swings in an empty playground - until some Pakistani children arrived. She made us leave immediately.

I remember an episode of TOTP where the audience was all wearing deelies. Had never seen them before.

By Saturday EVERYONE had a pair.

I have a vivid memory of Crows Fair coming to town every summer. They pitched up on a field near my house. When I was in bed I could hear the music and the cheesy Waltzer guy and screams.

The fairground boys were always really tanned (and took their tops off ) and had an ear ring and were so "exotic" in my little Northern village!

Yes, I remember clackers and the banning of clackers - the sound of the 70s playground. They looked great didn't they but sadly I don't think I ever had any of my own. Remember all the other stuff though like hand clapping games, big skipping ropes, and french elastic!

Sitting out in the pub garden because children didn't seem to be allowed in. And the parents coming out occasionally to offer lemonade or orange juice. And then going back in.

Discs you could put into a projector at youth club discos which had coloured oils sliding around.

Dry ice at the end at discos.

Clackers were banned at my school too. We had to content ourselves with a tennis ball in the foot of an old pair of tights which we flailed at ourselves standing against a wall while chanting some sort of nonsense rhyme.

I also remember my mum basically being told by the school it was excusable for the little shits boys in my class to beat me and my friend up 15/2 on the way home as they were "bright boys"

School milk in titchy bottles left standing all morning in the sunniest spot the teacher could find.

Gin - yes to Rotters, Placemate 7. "behind the cathedral!"

And celebs had only arrived once they'd been on Morcame and Wise and had the piss taken out of them. Eric and Andre Preview is timeless.

I remember when clackers were banned from my school playground. We had to stick to elastics and handstands against the wall.

Deelies yes and clackers that kept local A&Es busy in the fractured wrists business.

Loons
Petrol blues for ska heads
Starsky and Hutch cardis
The summer when American soul hit the UK ( Detroit Emeralds etc)
Ladybird infestations of 1976
No tv after 10.30pm as Edward Heath wanted to know "who runs the country". Well it wasn't you matey.
I want to teach the world to sing
The George Best saga
When Althea and Donna were on TOTP we knew reggae was now mainstream.
Queen and esp when Bohemian Rhapsody had everyone asking WTF?

No one really went out for meals, on the very rare occasion you went to a Berni Inn where you could have a glass of orange juice as a starter. Main course would be steak or scampi and chips. No one had nut allergies and and individual frozen cheese and tomato pizza from Sainsburys was really exotic.
Anyone remember dealy boppers? The where balls attached to springs that you wore on a headband for some weird reason

My school uniform was brown and orange!

Sunday afternoon/evening was for taping the top 40.

..when it was time to come in!

As someone else mentioned, Sundays were so boring! Nothing was open, it was a long and depressing day. I actually looked forward to school the next day to have something to do.

I had the small Sweet April with the swing and also the large on with the button on her back that made her arms move.

I slightly melted my Girl's World after I put her wet hair in curlers and placed her too close to the coal fire for her hair to dry/set. She was fine to keep using though.

I remember roaming the woods and fields or going to the beach all day long in the school holidays. Without phones or even a watch between us, we must've gone home when we were hungry. If we played out on the street mum's would stand outside calling your name

I had Carrie and Christopher dolls. They were anatomically correct. I also had Tiny Tears and Sweet April. I didn't ever get a Sindy, and didn't want a Barbie but I did get two Dusty dolls. They were air hostesses.

Telephone locks.
Trim Phones

My pal's dad put a lock on their phone to cut the bill down. She got round it by tapping out the number using the plastic the receiver sat on. I tried it too, it worked!

lidlangel that was Sunquik. I used to love just tasting the concentrate.

When the ice cream van came at my grandmas they had teddy bear shaped lollies. Never saw them elsewhere. Sometimes they were made of milky raspberry ice, they were the favourites! And screwballs with bubblegum at the bottom.

Lime flavoured angel delight, yum.

The only orange juice we had was concentrate bought from the freezer in a sort of tube and then diluted with water. None of my friends' parents had it, I think my mum thought she was quite posh!