Did anybody grow up in the 70s?

Still have very slight frisson.

Heron I'd have been beside myself!! Ha ha.

The Galloping Gourmet. He'd always have a glass of red wine whilst cooking, then he'd pour the rest on the food and nearly set the place on fire and drag someone out of the audience to sit at the table and eat his food.

Does anyone else remember buying national saving stamps at school? I remember being obsessed with the green shield stamp catalogue with toys but my mum got a bale of towels. My friend had a penny puppy walker doll as tall as me I was so jealous.

Public information films
Charlie says
Fred can’t swim
Death (waits for small children by open water)
And the best of all ‘4 minute warning’

Oh and the potters wheel
Painting with nancy
Crown court
Pebble mill

bring back sideburns I too was troubled by Humphrey. An older sibling used to sometimes put a red and white striped straw round my bed room door whilst chanting/singing that and it really terrified me sometimes to sobs !!!

I also remember shrinky dink's that you coloured and cooked in an oven they were free with something. I loved bazooka joe bubble gum with the cartoon strip.

I remember weebles there was an ad that said weebles wobble but they don't fall down.i had the fisher price tv that wound up and played row row row the boat and London Bridge is falling down. I also had the record player that had records that fitted into the side plus a wind up radio thing that the picture went past in a viewing hole. I also remember a red pair of binocular things that had circular disks that changed every time you pulled a lever down. Was it view finder or view master. My younger brother had a shape sorted that was red and blue and maybe hexagonal but you pulled the two halves apart by a spring loaded handle to get the shapes to fall out

I remember being scared to death by those ' Watch out, watch out there's a Humphrey about!" adverts as a kid. And the public information film where the kid got locked in an abandoned fridge.

Weekend chocolates. They were in a white box I think and I was always allowed to have the orange jelly in the middle.

Dancing to The Wombles on the record player at kids Birthday parties in long patterned party dresses that had elastic over the chest and puffy sleeves also with elastic at the bottom that itched. ( like The Long Seekers girls wore.) And all the kids had their Birthday parties at home with homemade pink blamange, made in pladtic moulds and jelly.

Watching my mum zipping up her white platform knee length boots and getting upset when she went to the hairdressers and changed her long peroxide blonde hair to a brown purdey cut like Joanna Lumley in The New Avengers.

My dad painting the living room ceiling with his hair tied back in a ponytail because it was so long.

The National Anthem played at midnight on BBC 1 and then no TV channels on until the next day.

Getting a new telly from Rumbelows every few years and finding it very exciting.

Having a little ritual and putting a cushion on the floor and dancing on and off it to the theme tune of Rainbow every time it came on.

Getting up at the crack of dawn to arrange my Weebles and their playground set, then spending hours playing with it.

I have recently found my 70s brownies beret and my infants school beret and middle school beret (both state schools). !
Also remember this reinforcing rings wenwould out on punched holes making the file really fat close to the ring binder ? Why oh why ? They were kind of cotton woven and you had to lick them before they became self adhesive and then plastic and then just died out. What were we thinking !?
Clip on roller skates with a metal key to tighten.

Watch out, watch out, watch out, there’s a Humphrey about !

I also remember collecting Humphrey stickers from the milk man and sticking them on the bedroom walls and getting into so much trouble. I also spent ages on my space hopper bouncing around.

I remember watching lassie films

@EnthusiasmIsDisturbed Dayvilles...yes. Next to the bookshop on the high street near the bus stop for 93. Hello fellow Wimbledon ite. I was an Ursuline girl. Which school did you go to?

The 1970s was rather brown and orange in hue. I remember going round the Wimbledon stores up in the village, which is a teeny tiny supermarket, by candlelight during the power cuts.

Fairground carousel being 10p a ride. Fanny Craddock. Racism and sexism as a norm. Melon with glace cherry as a starter, crepes suzette made by the waiter at your table - you never get crepes suzette any more. My father used to bring home ice cream balls covered in chocolate. I called them ostrich eggs but think their real name is melastragatta?? Or something along those lines. No seat belts. We drove across Europe with me in the middle seat with no seat belts.

Going to the Coop for shoes and having your feet measured in a kind of x-Ray machine.

Alpine lorry delivering fizzy drinks.

Going to see the Osmonds at Glasgow Apollo.

Getting a Saturday job at Laura Ashley to pay towards a school trip to Italy and being paid the excellent amount of £ 6 a day.

Going to my Granny's neighbours house to watch Princess Anne's wedding because she had a colour telly.

Having time off school because of the power cuts.

Seeing the Green Godddeses coming out of the fire station as the army had been called in because of the fire strike.

Roller skating along the pavement in roller skates which you put on over your shoes.

Walking to school on my own from the age of 8 and then later taking the little boy next door to school when he started primary.

My sister and I having matching hot pants (although we did have different colours!).

Being in the Osmonds fan club.

Looking forward to to the new edition of Jackie coming out and going straight to the Cathy and Claire problem page.

Having a really cool purple maxi coat but really wanting an Afghan coat like my best friend's big sister.

Wearing long dresses (usually made by my Mum) to the school dance which was always Scottish country dancing. We used to practice the dances in school beforehand and you always dreaded that one of the uncool boys would ask you to be his partner.

Taping the Top 20 on my Dad's cassette player and getting all the background noise when you listened back to it.

Going to the youth club on a Saturday where you could borrow records. I remember borrowing the Killer Queen album and it always jumped at a certain point during Killer Queen. Even now when I listen to the song I'm always a bit taken aback when it doesn't jump.

Watching the Generation Game and Swapshop.

Saturday morning telly usually had an Elvis film on or Laurel and Hardy. Also Flashing Blade, Belle and Sebastian and Black Beauty.

Not being allowed to watch telly on a Sunday.

Only using the front room on a Sunday or for special occasions (usually Christmas or when visitors came).

I'm feeling very nostalgic now. I know the 70s were probably worse as an adult but they are one of my best decades.

Don't remember any cars built for more than 4 people so remember 4 adults squeezed into the back of a standard car when travelling.

Brownies uniform included a beret!

Loved my Pippa dolls.

Fuzzy felts

Spirograph

Rupert Bear annuals

I was 6 in 1970.

Showaddywaddy
Bohemian rhapsody
Playing Clackers, Marbles, jacks
Junket for tea - anyone remember that?
Tinned peaches with carnation milk
Power cuts and having a candle by the bed
Going off on my bike on my own with bread and butter sandwiches, no filling
Morecambe and wise
The two Ronnies
The Clangers
Roobarb and Custard
Captain Pugwash
Crackerjack
Abba
Having lessons out on the sports field in summer
Playing in the field nearby and poking cowpats with a stick
I only had one pair of shoes
Bathed once a week
Carving a turnip for Halloween
Sitting in the car with a bottle of pop and a pack of crisps while my parents were in the pub
Taking empty glass pop bottles back to the shop
Milk in glass bottles delivered
Sleeping on the back seat of the car on the way home from grandparents, no seat belts
Taping the top 40 on Sunday from the radio
Chewing liquorice root
Spangles
Yorkshire pudding with butter and sugar as a dessert! (In Yorkshire)
Toast and dripping
Walking to and from school
My mum making me drink egg milkshake (egg, start, milk and nutmeg) to build me up when I'd been ill
Lucozade after being sick (Not envy)

Multicoloured Swap-shop - Noel Edmonds in flares
Trumpton/ Camberwick Green
Rhubarb and Custard (cartoon)

Terry towelling clothes and bedsheets in the summer/for kids
Patchwork / sewing own clothes, making my own dresses and skirts with help

Being left in the car outside my dad’s club in London, not for hours, but still freaked me out.
Sticking to the leatherette car seats on long car trips to see relatives. Dad always checking spark plugs, water and oil before a trip longer than 30 minutes.
Queuing for petrol - Outrage at petrol prices

Thinking there was only one tv channel - only watched bbc1

My mum ironing everything. Everything. Sunday night, mum ironing, crumpets by the fire, watching something about foreign locations/holidays.

Homemade everything - including bread (brown), pudding only after the Sunday roast, bejams and buying a cow between neighbours, and putting our cuts in the chest freezer.

Sitting at the back of the hall at political meetings.Couldn’t see the front for all the smoke.
Smoke on the buses - standing up on buses for more or less any adult..

Going to a dinner/dance with my parents. They seemed to go to lots of dinner/dances..I’m still not entirely sure how that died out... civilised sit down meal followed by dancing - fab!
Dinner parties - being allowed to eat leftovers for breakfast.

Man coming round offering to sharpen knives. Rag and Bone. Milkman, putting a yogurt pot upside down over the milk bottles so the blue-tits didn’t peck at the foil lids.

Lucozade in the orange cellophane wrapping if you were sick/in hospital!

Max factor glossy roll-on lipgloss (or a knock off version from the markets which gave me a rash).

Terry’s chocolate orange as a Christmas present.

Racism, headmistress calling a child in my class a n. Caning him and one other “bad” boy.

Burst pipes in the outdoor loos at school, so days off every winter.

Enough, good to have thought of some positive memories, as in general it was awful.

And the old sixpences were worth 2 and a half pence

Learning to read from Ladybird books.

I-Spy books.

Old shilling coins were in circulation as 5ps.

Larry took over from Bruce, Apple.
Both were assisted by various glamorous women, including Anthea Redfern and Isla St Clair, whose role seemed to be to waft about and look pretty.

@Watersnail wasn't the Generation Game Bruce Forsyth?

My blue Kickers. My favourite shoes ever.

A do-what-you-like decade. Alcohol, drugs, sex, cigarettes. Women just finding their feet. (Spare Rib)

Filthy trains, filthy buses, fag butts everywhere - but I sometimes miss the fugginess, the stickiness, of pubs.

A meeting in the Everyman Theatre in Liverpool (1977/8) about the slave trade.

Freedom and possibility.

Golden wonder crisps and Womble badges shopping in bejams.