the snooper
getting older by the day
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remember mothers saying you have dirt on your face then lick a clean handkerchief and wipe it off
i bet that was nice didnt have potatoes growing in your ears did uremember mothers saying you have dirt on your face then lick a clean handkerchief and wipe it off
well I wouldn't know if it was or not but I saw it happen many times with my mates spud lugsi bet that was nice didnt have potatoes growing in your ears did u
errrmmm got to say no to that oneRemember when on the odd times you went for a pee against the wall with your old man and you were dying to take a sneaky peek over at his but too scared incase he copped you lookin
u need to take a cold shower ladRemember when on the odd times you went for a pee against the wall with your old man and you were dying to take a sneaky peek over at his but too scared incase he copped you lookin
Remember white dog poo, finding an old bike rim was not junk but a wheel for your next soap box creation, 2 bob pocket money, always having tinned salmon sandwiches with cucumber if you visited your granny on a Sunday afternoon and bonanza was always on TV and putting the sunday newspaper over the fire guard to draw the fire, damp cold eiderdowns that weighed a hundred weight and peeing in a gazunder when the lino was freezing cold.
I remember trips to Blackburn to relatives (about 130 miles) circa early 60's
Dad serviced the car the day before and then loaded it with:
There was probably other stuff I can't remember but I do know there was one hill we had to charge at over 50mph or it was hit and miss if we got to the top or not.
An easy trip today was an expedition in those day's and what a fantastic car you had if it made it without any problems
Yep..you are right there..in it's little cardboard boxand a condenser
you could bodge points and a cracked distributor cap but not the condenser that was a must replaceYep..you are right there..in it's little cardboard box
we can only dream now4 gallons of petrol and change.....from a pound.
reading that forced me into the kitchen for a glass of milkOur milk came in a horse drawn cart & a big churn mum went out with a jug, then it came in bottles with paper cap, with 2 caps & an old knitted jumper unravelled you could make bobbles for woolly hats.
The milkman sold rabbits too, made lovely stew
Told you I was old