Zen Archer (Raconteur) Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 .......and Green Shield's big rivals, S&H Pink Stamps. My part-time job in my last two years in school was as a petrol pump attendant at a Texaco petrol station in Greenock, and whenever somebody didn't want the stamps they'd earned filling up the stamps went home with me (plus as many more as I could get away with). Nothing much in the catalogue that appealed to me, so my mum got a very nice big rug out of it. Aged sixteen, and left from 6 pm till 10 pm in sole charge of a petrol station - unthinkable now. And those were the days when petrol pump attendants actually put the petrol in the car for you rather than hide in a nice warm office with glass screens to keep the punters from getting too close. You should have got her a lady shave. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 You should have got her a lady shave. Don't think they were out then. I'm sure my dad made sure she got her underfelt though. -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fae_the_'briggs Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Crap modern remakes of great old films. Were you going to say the old Gold Blend adverts pissed you off? Aye, who wants to be bothered wi' a scantily clad young wummin chappin at the door looking to borrow some "coffee". Buy yer ain f-ing coffee and don't come cadging off a poor pensioner. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zen Archer (Raconteur) Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Don't think they were out then. I'm sure my dad made sure she got her underfelt though. Was he a carpet fitter? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Was he a carpet fitter? Walter Wall, that's him. -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 (edited) Dickie Davis presenting "World of Sport" on STV on Saturday afternoons, with REAL wrestling on at 4.00 featuring Mick McManus, Jackie Pallo, Kendo Nagasaki, Giant Haystacks and Big Daddy ( real name Shirley Crabtree). And commentator Kent Walton trying to sound surprised at every choreographed move....... Some sports never change, eh? Edited November 11, 2015 by Rudolph Hucker -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fae_the_'briggs Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 I'm not sure she was that young or scantily clad, and I'm not sure Anthony Head was a pensioner, but aye, f**k off hen. Naebody chaps doors asking for a cup of coffee! I was imagining the scenario of the young lady chapping at my door asking for coffee. Anthony Head can gtf. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fae_the_'briggs Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Modern bloody cars. You can't do your own servicing 'cos they're all set up by computer nowadays. More gizmos so more things to go wrong. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sweet Pete Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I can distinctly remember Maw Sanchez getting me some sort of mat with small metal cars via her Club coupons. Which I'm fairly certain were redeemed in a shop in town somewhere. There was a Kensitas Club shop in Glasgow city centre that redeemed the vouchers in exchange for goods. You needed a mental amount to get anything. A Kensitas Club branded holdall was about 500 coupons. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bob the tank Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 At the back of the kensitas catalogue was the big prize, a Rolls Royce for 5 million coupons. The amount my parents smoked I'm surprised we didn't have one 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cardinal Richelieu Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Just raided the remnants of the bairn'is hallowe'en sweeties. Opened a packet of love hearts and the first one said Skype Me. Thought you were joking Mozza, but no. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scottsdad Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I really think I was lucky growing up. As a teenager I didn't have the internet messing with my brain, all the social media garbage that gives kids such a hard time. Even now I don't tweet, facebook or anything like that. My daughter tells me she has 300 friends - aye right. 300 people who liked your facebook page aren't friends. I have 5 friends. Actual, real people whom I meet, socialise with, talk with, share experiences with and we understand each other very well as people. Someone who clicks a button because they approve of a picture I upload to the internet isn't a friend. I remember Channel 4 starting. I remember buying a can of juice from a vending machine for 33p. I remember Sky starting (which was just awesome in the early 90s, going from 4 to 20 channels overnight.) I had a paper round - or, more precisely, I remember when people bought newspapers and cared enough for them to be delivered. I remember betamax making way for VHS, and visiting a video store to rent a movie for the night. I remember kids TV which was a shared experience, each day after school and saturday mornings. Now? Cooking shows wall to wall, and the kids can switch over to the bespoke american cartoon channel. It all encourages families to split in to separate rooms and watch their own shows. Socialising with each other? Forget it! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scottsdad Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Thought you were joking Mozza, but no. Is that from Jason Lock, notorious child groomer? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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harlowspider Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I can remember Onion Johnnies (and that's not a flavoured condom). They charged about 1/6 a string. We didn't have a washing machine when I was young. We had a mangle. I also remember being very carsick in the back seat on a 24 hour drive home from to Glasgow from a holiday in Cornwall. There were no motorways. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WILLIEA Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I can remember Onion Johnnies (and that's not a flavoured condom). They charged about 1/6 a string. We didn't have a washing machine when I was young. We had a mangle. I also remember being very carsick in the back seat on a 24 hour drive home from to Glasgow from a holiday in Cornwall. There were no motorways. manky old jaky on a bike painful if you put your finger in Penrith, Lancaster and Worcester were particular bottle necks as I recall 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ebbes20silkcut Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I recall the top deck, canned drinks, Also remember crisps , tubes, Tudor, I remember when football used to be played with snow in the ground, and with orange ball, Anyone who can recall the Dundee utd v neuchatel xammax game in a blizzard. I recall when we all had chopper or grifter bikes, grifters were built like tanks, 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jarkko Wiss Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Espadrilles, no socks and turn-ups. In my day you'd have been spat at (if you were lucky) for dressing like that. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Miguel Sanchez Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 I really think I was lucky growing up. As a teenager I didn't have the internet messing with my brain, all the social media garbage that gives kids such a hard time. Even now I don't tweet, facebook or anything like that. My daughter tells me she has 300 friends - aye right. 300 people who liked your facebook page aren't friends. I have 5 friends. Actual, real people whom I meet, socialise with, talk with, share experiences with and we understand each other very well as people. Someone who clicks a button because they approve of a picture I upload to the internet isn't a friend. I remember Channel 4 starting. I remember buying a can of juice from a vending machine for 33p. I remember Sky starting (which was just awesome in the early 90s, going from 4 to 20 channels overnight.) I had a paper round - or, more precisely, I remember when people bought newspapers and cared enough for them to be delivered. I remember betamax making way for VHS, and visiting a video store to rent a movie for the night. I remember kids TV which was a shared experience, each day after school and saturday mornings. Now? Cooking shows wall to wall, and the kids can switch over to the bespoke american cartoon channel. It all encourages families to split in to separate rooms and watch their own shows. Socialising with each other? Forget it! Ironically this would prove quite popular on facebook. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
I'm Brian Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Shandy on draught, in Tesco café in the Wellgate. None of your buckfast required when I were but a nipper. Yes my mother actually bought me alcohol when I was but an eight year old. She used to pack me off to school with a can of top deck as well. Young fuckers these days would never get served alcohol in Tesos café or be allowed it in their school packed lunch. GIRFUY 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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