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CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1940's, 50's, 60's 70's
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.


They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes.




Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints.


We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.



As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.



Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always exciting and great fun.


We drank water from the garden hose or tap and NOT from a bottle




We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and NO ONE actually died from this.


We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank cordial with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because.......


WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!


We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.


We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem .



We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, No video games at all, No 99 channels, No Pay TV, No cable, No DVD movies or surround sound.


It's crazy! We even had


No mobile phones, No text messaging, No personal computers, No Internet or Internet chat rooms..........


WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!



We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.


We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we didn't poke out anyone's eye.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!


Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all!

And YOU are one of them!



CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.
And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with your eyes shut holding a pair of scissors, doesn't it?!

PS -The BIG type is because at your age, your eyes are b*****ed....
 
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Yes I remember the sixties! **** bashing queer bashing, never stop and bend over to tie up a shoe lace as there may be a priest around. Driving home drunk as it was the done thing. The good old days :eek:
 
vokera80e said:
Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always exciting and great fun.

Three of us sometimes came home from a caravan holiday sleeping in the back of a mini estate. We were lying down and travelling head first. Can you believe it! It was a rare treat but we thought it was great. :D :D :D

We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank cordial with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight

But we did get bad teeth. I now have a mouth full of metal to prove it. :( :( :(
 
Bikes without breaks, broke my collar bone going down a steep bank. But hey, I got off of PE for six weeks.

Yep those were the good-old-days.
 
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Going camping on Dartmoor all the way from Liverpool while 'sitting' in the back of a moggy minor van with no seats or belts and getting tossed all over the place when you hit a bump in the country roads!
Going up Puck Hill, a gradient of 1:4 and thinking we were going to slide out the back! Had to reverse up it eventually and me, my little sister and my cousin were 'driving' by guiding my brother-in-law! We were only about 10 at the time.
Great fun! :LOL: :LOL:
 
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1940's, 50's, 60's 70's

So that includes Mr Glitter, Mr Jackson and their many many friends who are the reason the kids aren't allowed out on their own anyway! :eek:

It also includes all the elfin safety peeps, the overprotective parents, "doctor" Gillian McKeith, plus the millions of other people who are responsible for the lack of plumbate-enriched emulsion, grazed knees and nice things for tea. :LOL:

I'm just sore because you didn't include those of us born in the 80s, we had far more fun than those born in the 70s due to grippier trainers and less constrictive trousers. How can you climb a tree in flares and a tank-top anyway? ;) :LOL:
 
When I was probably 9 or 10, I saw bungee jumping on TV for the first time. As we'd just replaced an inner tube on my mate's bike, we thought we would have a go... :eek:

Cut the innertube so it became one long tube of rubber. Climbed about 15 feet up into a tree, tied either end of the tube onto a branch.

Matey had first go as it was his innertube. Sat on the innertube like a swing, and started bouncing up and down. Started to get some impressive momentum up when...

*SNAP*

Down he came, landed on his bum, large quantity of tree landed on him...

Still, a couple of minutes to catch his breath and we were hobbling him back to his house and he was back climbing trees with us the next day! :LOL:
 
Down he came, landed on his bum, large quantity of tree landed on him...

Still, a couple of minutes to catch his breath and we were hobbling him back to his house and he was back climbing trees with us the next day!

Which is exactly the type of things us born in the fifties used to do but we got a clout round the ear for dusting up/tearing our pants first! :LOL:
 
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