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Remember when......

Having to wear a suit to a nightclub, or even to some working mens clubs.

If you took your jacket off it was obviously because you were about to start fighting.
 
LeStempy said:
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Those were the days! This must be from around 1971 when lots of places showed both old and new money prices. But then again all things are relative as wages were much lower then, I was only earning £18 a week in 1971.
 
Lpgc said:
Having to wear a suit to a nightclub, or even to some working mens clubs.

If you took your jacket off it was obviously because you were about to start fighting.
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You couldn't get into Hammersmith Palais in London without a tie in the 1970's and loads of clubs wouldn't let you in wearing jeans.
 
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I used to go to the 'quarry' (rubbish tip), bring back old prams, cut the axles off. Get a big plank of wood. Ask my dad (in bed after working the night before) if I could use the electric drill, "Yes but you'll have to back the car out of the garage, keys are on the sideboard!". Or if he was asleep I'd go to my grandmas, heat a poker on the coal fire and hot poker a hole through the plank. Cut a couple of pieces of wood to support the front and rear axles, bend nails to hold axles to the plank.

I made some small simple ones, some bigger and more complicated that could carry 3/4 of us with a 'boot' (old speaker cabinet) that doubled as a raised seat. Some had a motorbike battery with a dynamo, lights and car radio. One had an emergency stop device - small old boat anchor we could throw over a neighbours wall to bring the 'trolly' to an abrupt stop but didn't prevent everyone onboard flying off forwards with predictable injuries. Some had 'seatbelts' (old stretchy-straps) to prevent falling off or flying off during an emergency stop but didn't prevent injuries and gave us a taste of what whiplash must be like lol.

Holy grail was to be able to start at top of mums yard, make the sharp/tight right then left turns out of the bottom gates onto the causeway, down the big hill, cross the road and turn left into the 'trinity' car park, navigate all way around the path with 90 degree left/right turns and walls on each side around the trinity centre, all without crashing, or anyone falling off... It was like something between a bobsleigh course and rally driving, down a steep hill with no brakes (except for the anchor), had to account for the understeer and oversteer etc, quite a challenge to make it past even the first obstacle never mind make it all the way. If we did make it down the hill one of us would pull the other back up on the trolley then we'd do it all over again, we got really strong for our age by pulling each other uphill but blisters on hand from pulling on the steering rope. Became an expert on which pram wheels would fit which axles, which axles / wheels were stronger than others, which wheels spokes would bend on, which wheels tyres would come off, which wheels bearings would fail on, which 'hub nut' designs were stronger, etc lol. Even then the earlier wheels were generally stronger than later ones.
 
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Lpgc said:
I used to go to the 'quarry' (rubbish tip), bring back old prams, cut the axles off. Get a big plank of wood. Ask my dad (in bed after working the night before) if I could use the electric drill, "Yes but you'll have to back the car out of the garage, keys are on the sideboard!". Or if he was asleep I'd go to my grandmas, heat a poker on the coal fire and hot poker a hole through the plank. Cut a couple of pieces of wood to support the front and rear axles, bend nails to hold axles to the plank.

I made some small simple ones, some bigger and more complicated that could carry 3/4 of us with a 'boot' (old speaker cabinet) that doubled as a raised seat. Some had a motorbike battery with a dynamo, lights and car radio. One had an emergency stop device - small old boat anchor we could throw over a neighbours wall to bring the 'trolly' to an abrupt stop but didn't prevent everyone onboard flying off forwards with predictable injuries. Some had 'seatbelts' (old stretchy-straps) to prevent falling off or flying off during an emergency stop but didn't prevent injuries and gave us a taste of what whiplash must be like lol.

Holy grail was to be able to start at top of mums yard, make the sharp/tight right then left turns out of the bottom gates onto the causeway, down the big hill, cross the road and turn left into the 'trinity' car park, navigate all way around the path with 90 degree left/right turns and walls on each side around the trinity centre, all without crashing, or anyone falling off... It was like something between a bobsleigh course and rally driving, down a steep hill with no brakes (except for the anchor), had to account for the understeer and oversteer etc, quite a challenge to make it past even the first obstacle never mind make it all the way. If we did make it down the hill one of us would pull the other back up on the trolley then we'd do it all over again, we got really strong for our age by pulling each other uphill but blisters on hand from pulling on the steering rope. Became an expert on which pram wheels would fit which axles, which axles / wheels were stronger than others, which wheels spokes would bend on, which wheels tyres would come off, which wheels bearings would fail on, which 'hub nut' designs were stronger, etc lol. Even then the earlier wheels were generally stronger than later ones.
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Different times
 
A open bed Corona lorry delivered the drinks direct to peoples houses when I was a lad. Looked a bit like a milk float. Probably late sixties.
We used to hide behind a grass bank and when the driver went to a house, run to the truck and steal a bottle.
Cream soda was my favourite steal.
 
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