Stuff that didn’t seem weird at the time but when you tell someone younger they think it’s nuts

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Just that really.

The other day I explained to my 11 year old niece that when I was at junior school we used to have a small bottle of milk with a straw every morning, and she looked at me like I’d lost my mind.

I got a shilling.

5p. It seemed like a fortune at the time.

You could buy three packets of crisps for a shilling in those days.

Little salt packets inside bags of plain crisps.

It wasn't always nextdoor neighbours on the party line. Ours was someone on the other side of our town. We didn't know them at all. It was a Post Office telephone engineer (Post Office ran the telephone network back in those days) who told us that.

I've no idea why there were ever party lines. They just seem ridiculous now looking back. Ours was divided off before too long, and we didn't miss it.

my pocket money stared off at 6d then went up to a shilling then 2/6 then 5 bob. When I was at collect in the early 70's I got 5 pounds a week from my parents. My grant paid college fees and residence which included 3 meals a day which were awful.

before the packets they were little blue screw of waxed paper.

Hmm, I think it's double-edged. I'm in my 50s and there was no mobile tech or social media when I was at uni, but I can say without a doubt my social life would have been better if I'd been able to text or WhatsApp my friends. I hated having to go to people's rooms and knock on the door (might not sounds like much of a deal but I had social anxiety) and didn't do much ad-hoc stuff socially because that kind of thing was harder to arrange if you weren't super outgoing, which I wasn't. I was also a bit too shy to easily strike up conversations with people I didn't know, unless they talked to me first. (That probably sounds pathetic, but I experienced some low-level mental bullying when I first went to uni, which unfortunately jaundiced my feelings about socialising there.) So two sides to the coin really, at least for shy people.

And you'd to rewind it to the start before returning it

I member as a child being off school with a throat infection.The doctor walked into the house smoking a cigarette & asked my mother for an ashtray before he examined me. Neither mum nor dad smoked so she was running around like a headless chicken wondering what to use. She eventually brought in a saucer while practcally doing a curtsey & apologising profusely. She bought one the same week 😂

This still happens in the Infant School I work at

i was a volunteer librarian at the local library when I was about 12. I was taught to use the card catalogue, how Dewey worked so I could reshelve books and how to "stamp out" books including removing the book card and putting it in the pocketed ticket, then filing them by date sub filed by surname ready to marry up the book and its card when they were returned. I was allowed to have tickets for both the junior and the adult libraries and because I stamped my own books out, no one had oversight of what I read.

All of these! Sounds like we're a similar age. Re sending off for things, the 'allow 28 days for delivery' thing feels glacially slow now. 😄

Re the vest and knickers thing, my primary teacher once got so sick of people forgetting PE kits that he said the next person who forgot theirs would have to 'strip off and then go and see the headmaster'. Obviously can't have meant it, it was to scare us (and I as a gullible 10-year-old was stupid enough to believe him 😂) but in hindsight a really ill-advised thing to say, and imagine how it would go down now!

Excited for the new freemans catalogue so you could see all the new styles for the coming season

Teletext/ ceefax

That you used to be able to see lottery numbers, book holiday, read the headlines by typing 3 digits on the remote

I remember a friend's cousin being crazy about those little plastic Magic Tricks that you could buy? He had a plastic 'cigarette' with some red cotton wool in the end to make it look alight. You had to tip some talcum powder into it and then 'puff' the smoke out.

We thought it was amazing 😂

I saw an elderly close relative in an open coffin not long after he passed away. I swear I saw him blink 😳

I've just thought of another University one. In the halls I lived I just about everyone hung a notepad or more commonly a wipe clean noticeboard on the outside of their doors. You would write stuff like "In the library, back at 6", "revising, please do not disturb" or visitors could leave messages if you weren't in. When I dropped my DS off this year it struck me that there were no such message boards anywhere in his halls and then I remembered that they all have phones for that kind of thing now. It made me feel a bit sad. I used to like coming home and finding a message on my door and people used to write things like birthday greetings or good luck messages at exam times on friends' boards. I guess it was a kind of analogue social media!

There was something lovely about going with dad to the video shop to choose a film for Saturday night, and get 30 pence of sweets for after dinner. Cosy!

• Being able to stroll down the high street to a record shop about 3 weeks before Glasto to buy a ticket

or just find one of the makeshift tunnels under the fence. I don’t think Michael Eavis minded very much, until the Police threatened to stop the festival if he didn’t control the number of attendees.

It was probably a trick of the light, helped by the deceased's eyes not being fully closed.

Rag and bone man.
Straw/wood shavings on the floor in the butchers.
Quiet Sundays with no traffic on the roads.
Artic Roll.
Life Insurance man calling in person every month for a payment.
Writing a cheque.
Proper good quality intelligent TV programs.
A job for life.

I don't personally remember this but you used to be able to rent radios, before television was invented.

Putting butter on a burn 🙈🙈

The rent men or woman coming round every week for their money.