Did anybody grow up in the 70s?

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The 50s and 80s threads are fascinating. Can anybody shed light on the 70s please?

The only pasta was spag bol.

And macaroni cheese!

'Petticoat' magazine

Coloured tights

flavoured lip salves, cherry mint and orange

'Love Story' the film

'The Exorcist' the film, everyone was terrified

Tubular Bells record

Peter Frampton

Everything brown or orange ... or brown and orange 😂

Lizzy dripping and rentaghost

All our clothes (and dolls clothes!) hand made, dresses made out of cheese cloth and knitted tank tops and jumpers.
Stickle bricks, fuzzy felt, Sindy and her horse, tiny tears.
4 sweets for a penny at the paper shop.
The coal man.
Kids parties always had Cadbury chocolate fingers, and finger rolls sliced in half with shiphams beef paste on them.
Jam sandwiches.
Top of the Pops, and hiding behind the sofa when the Daleks came on Dr Who.
Plastic cups of watery veg soup or hot chocolate from the vending machine after swimming lessons.
CB radios - my dad had one in his car, I think it was illegal.
White knee-high socks with sandals in the summer.
Gold sovereigns.
Avocados!

Bath once a week in a Sunday. Shared bath water
Home made clothes
Mum didn’t work until I was a teen
Gifts only on birthdays and Xmas We did get a small gift at Easter
Kids tv two hours a day
Watching adult tv more than mine do
Corrie porridge carry on films. All unpc
Only ate out on birthdays.
Parties at home with party food. Jelly and ice cream and cake
Freedom to roam and being properly starving for tea.

Happy days

Underground overground Wombling free
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we
Making good use of the things that we find
Things that the everyday folks leave behind.

Sorry if this has been mentioned but the TV was very repetitive. The exact same programmes would be shown every holiday. I saw a lot of Robinson Crusoe, Heidi, Wild Horses and a folk tales programme that included the Tinder Box. Not sure when it stopped but Emmerdale Farm used to have a break and show repeats. Now feeling very old, and missing the Tinder Box.

I was a child-very early teen in the 70s and remember to going to the corner shop to buy my parents cigarettes; 20 Regal Kingsize and 10 Silk Cut. Imagine that these days

AdaColeman The 1970s were far better than the 1870s, but you can't beat the 1780s ...

Back in 1780 when Bulgaria was a lad
There was minuetting in the morning
And the evening
They were minuetting mad!

The strikes. My father seemed to spend more time on strike than at work.

The summer of 76, complete with standpipes and hosepipe ban.

Platform shoes that turned you from 4'10" to seemingly 5'10"

Flared trousers and jeans. Bonus points for jeans having a frayed hem. I had a pair of 40" bottom frayed hem jeans and thought I looked uber cool wearing them with my giant platform shoes and denim waistcoat 😂

Coupons in cigarette packets. You could get a catalogue from the cigs brand and save your coupons to exchange for goods. The same with greenshield stamps. I think half of my parents stuff came via them.

Cars with rust, manual chokes and manual Windows. Inevitably with the bonnet propped open and its owner messing with the carburretor or similar on a weekend

Car horns that played a tune, usually road runner!

Mum putting curlers in her hair after doing the shopping in town on a Saturday morning, ready to be removed when she got dolled up to go out with my dad that evening. Resulting in bouncy curls. She used to allow me a dab of her Lippy and a small squirt of her perfume as she got ready.

My grandmother babysitting me and my siblings on a Sat night and shushing us while she watched the black and white minstrels and Wheeltappers and Shunters club, holiday specials in summer.

Bay city rollers. Rollermania which saw tartan everywhere. I was in love with Eric. We were going to get married and I was going to have his babies 😂

Browsing through my mum's grattan and empire stores catalogue and pointing out what I was going to buy clothes wise ' when I grow up'

Any foreign food was viewed with suspicion by my parents. Eating it was cause to have an ambulance on stand by.

Pink germolene in a small round tin, which was mums go to for all cuts and grazes. If you were lucky she would also stick a plaster on. Having an arm half severed off may have her cracking out a bandage, which had been used on previous half severed limbs before being washed and rolled up for next time.

Milk of magnesia for all tummy aches. TCP for sore throats and a shurrup bloody whining for anything else.

Dr whites sanitary towels that were bulky, uncomfy and attached to a loop at the front and back of the pad, which was attached to a sanitary belt around your waist. A bit like a suspender belt. Tampons were for married women only as they will ' break your virginity' 😂

Board games and annuals for Xmas with a selection box. Bonus points if you managed to eat the lot in one go and be sick before breakfast.

Football hooligans.

The Purdy disappeared to be replaced with the farrah roll. A great big roll which looked like it had been styled round a coke can framing your face 😀

Grease. I wanted to marry John Travolta and have his babies. Sorry Eric. Suddenly, flares and platforms were out, skin tight shiny leggings and high heeled mules were in. We all wanted to be Sandy.

Hardly any cars on the roads so I played outside on my bike for hours every day and my parents didn't worry at all.

Strikes. Power cuts.

Getting the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve.

Pizzaland was a glamorous foreign restaurant.

Hardly any telly to watch. But the six o'clock news was an absolute ritual and the whole household stopped to watch it.

My parents smoked like troopers and had dinner parties every week. Their friends got shitfaced and drink drove home, but there were so few cars on the road no-one ever crashed.

I remember going to London and being amazed to see black people.

School run 9 kids in a Renault 4.

Loving these threads. End of seventies baby marking my place.

No central heating but we had electric blankets. My mum would tell one of us to ' nip upstairs and turn the blankets on' a couple of hours before bedtime.

Dodging out of the way of the coal man as he ran down the garden path with a massive sack of coal on his back.

Collecting the milk off the door step in winter, which was frozen so the foil lid had lifted off.

Sunday night was bath night and all the kids got thrown in together while your mum attacked you all with a flannel and a bar of lifebuoy soap after drowning you with jugs of water poured over your hair which was washed with shampoo on a good day, but washing up liquid if the shampoo had run out.

Chest freezers becoming more affordable. My parents used to have half a dead cow, sheep and pig delivered twice a year for the freezer.

Colour tv's becoming more affordable. I think my parents got their first one in around 1974. My mum was a big fan of the original come dancing. She was almost dancing round the room with excitement at being able to see the women's ballgowns in glorious technicolour.

Going to the phonebox and losing your 2p. Going to the phone box and not having enough 2p's. Having a home phone was cause for celebration, until your parents put a lock on it. But by pressing the black pegs down quickly to the number you needed to dial you would be connected to it, causing your parents much confusion and arguments when the bill arrived. They weren't itemised back then.

The wombles
Green cross code
Silver jubilee
My Raleigh bike - endless trips on this at weekends
Day trips with the Brownies
Sweets in 2oz bags
Knitting and sewing lessons at primary school and brownies
Milk at school break time

Strikes, powercuts, water shortage (76) but my memories are limited, my memories of the 80's are more complete

Everything bought in the 'local shop' - mum sending me with a string bag and a shopping list which the shopkeeper took and made up the shopping from.

Being sent to buy her ciggies with a 'please serve my daughter with 20 B&H's' note...I was under 10

The 'mobile man'...a big can used to come down our street which was a shop on wheels selling essentials!

The 'egg man' came once a week with a dozen fresh eggs

No seatbelts....my dad was a milkman. Me & DB used to ride in the back of his van sat on a few upturned milk crates. We had to hang onto the contours of the wheel arches when we went round corners stop sliding all over the place!!

Everything was disgusting lurid colours and patterns. If you had orange paisley wallpaper with purple gloss work you were very en vogue!

Eating out at a Bernie Inn once a year as a special treat

Pomagne at Xmas

Creamy strawberry desert in a tin called Sweetheart

Biscuits with a scroll and county names on them...so yummy!

Taping the Top 40 iff the radio with a tape recorder and a little microphone

Sindy not Barbie

So many more....I loved the 70s

No central heating. Living in a house with ice on the inside of the windows in winter and no fire in bedrooms.

The boiling hot summer of 76. Nowhere had air conditioning.

Leaving school at 15. No prom. No disco. You just left.

Blue eyeshadow. Grey tights for school that we mended by sewing up the ladders.

No showers. 2 baths a week because the immersion heater was expensive to put on.

Massive platform shoes. Cheesecloth shirts. Bomber jackets. French cut trousers with 6 button waistbands. Punk.

Walking everywhere. For miles. I measured my school walk on google maps and it was 2 miles each way. Never ever got the bus. I was very skinny.

Macrame
Being able to do lightning dances in your brushed nylon sheets and nighties (turn the lights out, watch the sparks!)
Nylon all round really. Nylon had just come in as a fabric so we had horrid nylon T-shirts (under wide whale corduroy smock dresses)
And nylon polo neck jumpers which no one looked nice in

Upstairs, Downstairs (I can still remember the theme song and Lesley Anne Down who I thought was the most beautiful woman ever)

Knee high socks with toes in them (really uncomfortable)

Dynamo on your bike to make the lights work
Going out all day long under 10 and your mum not having any idea where you were

Big parties with people dancing to Chicago and the 5th Dimension and then driving home even though they were pissed

Clogs

Angel delight

Sweets that were 4 for a penny

Playing Hopscotch for hours on the pavement.

Watch with Mother and Listen with Mother.
The Likely Lads. Great show.
The Liver Birds.
The Golden Shot

Quash Cordial
Instant Whip dessert
Chunky Chicken from M&S
Smash
Pickles
A Jelly and cream flan on Sundays.
Cremola Foam
Garlic powder (hidden in case my dad saw it)
Ginger concoction of a drink my dad made at Christmas. Was disgusting

Milk Bars (coffee shops)
Dinner in restaurant once a year

Moses sandals
Homemade clothes

Bath was on Saturday evening before watching

Dickson of Dock Green and then
Black and White Minstrel Show

Dismal Sundays. All males watched footy and women chatted. No knitting was allowed.

I was 10 in 1970. This takes me right back to the early 70s

I remember going to Carrefour to do our weekly shop as it was the first hypermarket in the area. Mum complained decimalisation was an excuse to put prices up. I also remember trains that had doors that you could open manually and lads showing off hanging out of the train.

My dad telling ghost stories by candlelight during the power cuts.
Listening to the top 20 on a transistor radio while sunbathing on a sun-baked lawn in a heatwave.
Baked Alaska and Angel Delight after Sunday lunch.
Falling off my platforms when running upstairs at school.
So, so many teachers with droopy moustaches and schoolboys with collar length hair.
Tank tops, halter necks, midi skirts and hot pants.
Going to sleep in a bed with nylon sheets, nylon pillowcases and scratchy blankets instead of duvets. Seeing static sparks when putting on a nylon nightie.
Watching ‘Tomorrow people’, ‘Double Deckers’ and ‘Banana Splits’
Reading Jackie, Tammy and Bunty.
Cycling everywhere and spending school holidays going on picnics with schoolfriends. Leaving the house early and being out all day.
Writing and receiving loads of letters every week. Going to the phone box at the end of the road with piles of small change because there was no phone at home.
Repairmen for every conceivable household item (bikes, washing machine, telly). Everything getting fixed rather than replaced.
Having a coal hole and an old Anderson shelter in the garden.
My sis riding to her wedding in her fiance’s bubble car.
Thinking ‘pong’ was the most amazing advancement in computing ever.

It was very unusual to have done any learning to read before primary school - I was the only child at my school who had learnt at home. No homework in primary school, but in the upper years of primary we had Projects in the holidays.

School dinners were awful.