Spot on Thommo.....keep them coming.......... LOL

didn't you have 78 rpm bakerlight recordings

Elmo said...

I had a 3 speed bike, all the speeds were slow.
1st gear because it was to low
3rd gear because it was to high


Sounds exactly like my 1942 Indian Scout motociccle--

she sure was.

It was legal to ride in the back of the ute with the dog or at least not frowned upon.
You stuck a bit of cardboard with a peg in the spokes to make it sound like a motorbike.
20 cents bought you a packet of 30 lollies, a sausage roll with free sauce or a litre of petrol.
If the starter motor didnt work you short it out with a screwdriver. (try that today).
Marbles were as good as cash in the playground.

Saturday was mum's housecleaning day. If you weren't outside straight after breakfast, you'd find yourself doing chores until lunchtime.

We'd walk to the local tip (couple of hours each way) where we'd spend the day scavenging through the garbage looking for wheels. Old pram wheels were best but just about anything that could spin was a possibility. Also timber planks and old fruit boxes which were also made of timber in those days.

The timber and wheels went into making billy carts. The next street over had a nice, steep hill. We would take the carts to the top of the hill and ride them to the bottom down the middle of the street. One of the kids next door seemed to regularly get the death wobbles and crash, losing plenty of skin. After going home to get covered in iodine, he'd come back banned by mum from billycart racing for a few days. Eventually we outdid ourselves and built a two person billycart. It was an uncontrollable death machine...

Tired of losing skin, we found some storm water drains to play in. You could walk almost standing up through the drains for what seemed ages but was probably only a half hour. It was pitch black in there. The only bit of dim light was about half way along where a gutter fed into the drains. At the other end, you'd turn back and do it in the other direction.

Other days we'd just play in the bush which started only a couple of streets over. There were tracks that went for miles through thick growth.

When we got our first TV (black and white) all the neighbours would come over to watch it in the evenings.

All of this was before I started high school. And it's all true. I tell my kids but I don't think they believe me.

the first remote control was a pause button with a 4 meter cord and 'beta' not the fancy VHS

Went barefoot all year round and the only danger was bindies, glass bottles had a deposit.

Litter was as rare as lollies.

TV arrived in South Africa in 1976 - we read books, ( that is those thingoes that they have on shelves in libraries).

If you ****ed up really badly the local copper gave you a swat over the ear. If you were lucky he did not tell your dad who would give you another one if he did.

There were very few fat people, virtually no fat kids.

Only sailors or ex navy folk had tattoos.

And there was no such thing as airo-start or glow plugs for diesel engines. We wrapped a hunk of rag into a bind on the end of a length of wire, soaked it in diesel, set fire too it, put it as far down the intake as we could reach, and hit the starter. Worked a treat
Not recommended now days

Oh, is early seventys 71?

If it is IM screwed

j murray said...

^^^^^ pweedas....did dad ever want his motor back, looks like

it came from a cylinder self propelled... the Rolls Royce of mowers

The old man bought one when he went to Canberra [ to set the standard

in our street ] bit of a flop really....shoulda gotta victa

He probably did want it back,. but he never got it.
I think when he saw how happy I was blasting around the yard on it he didn't have the heart to take it off me.
After the grass grew to about a foot high a new mower turned up.

Re: the motor, it wasn't off a cylinder mower. It was just an ordinary old rotary mower. But the motor may well have been the same on your cylinder mower because it was a J.A.P 2 stroke motor which was common to a whole lot of stuff back then.
After Victa made their first 'Jungle Cutter' back in the '50s a whole lot of other companies made similar mowers using whatever motors they could buy.

starting old tractors....before injecting sniffer fumes, old fergies

could be started with your sox, remove air cleaner usually wet ones.

and place sock over inlet pipe, wait a small time then crank over.

Also your biggest problem could be cured with a BEX....and coke sssssssssshhh !!

The record player was built into the top of the TV.

You sold old newspapers to the butcher and fish and chip shops for sixpence a bundle.

Parents with cars would pick up stray kids on the way to school.

Going to the drive-in in your pajamas and dressing gown to watch a Disney or Carry On movie.

You forgot to mention that:
- some of us had all our teeth pulled out on our 21st birthday
- having teeth pulled was common dental treatment and most of us have heads full of fillings and crowns and ****
- most of us have a nice crop of skin cancers growing all over our bodies
- most of us will die before stem cell research works out how to grow replacement organs
- many of us have dodgey hearts from years of booze and crap diets

We also wasted all those years in the 70's dicking around on too short surfboards.

Kiteboarding has only been invented recently.

SUP is a nostalgic and welcome throwback to the 12' bondwood paddle board.

For fun as kids we'd build ourselves a collection of projectile launching weapons,"gings"slingshots,the odd catapult and Ging cannons able to fire rocks the size of cricket balls,then make uderground bunkers in our local bush (piney lakes-now winthrop)and have WARS all weekend with other kids,Sure some of use were carted off to hospital for nasty cuts and eye injuries but the next weekend it was back on and the WARS continued.When the ranger would come along we'd hide in bushes and trees and whatever and shell the f!%$ outa them,Them were the days

Another fun thing the fun police stepped on was bungers and sky rockets.

Can temember vividly blowing absolute crap out of high school principals letter box.

Tuppeny bungers down sewer manholes

Sky rocket fights with kids up the road.