My grandad was a miner, he had a working day overalls and big hob nailed boots.......and an identical Sunday best set which were pressed and highly polished.
Brilliant! I had completely forgotten about the Red Rover ticket , jumping on and off the buses in central London Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
And you probably returned to car with no wheels and propped on bricks Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
You could drive round the M25 at 70-85 mph in lane 1 in a Morris Marina and never have to overtake anybody or be overtaken (because of the smokescreen you were laying down..) Then as you pulled off into the roadworks at the end of the completed section you would slice the tyre sidewall on the same piece of raised ironwork you sliced the tyre on the week before.
We used to drive down to the M25 in our cortinas, capris, corsairs and race between junction, it was almost empty, great fun
Not even 10 years old and I could run to the corner shop to buy my lazy aunt a pack of smokes.no questions asked .
When you could jump on and off Route master buses when they were still moving. Returning bottles back to the Off-licence and getting your sweet money Playing knock down ginger .... where did that name come from ? Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
my ex in laws parents were a family of boxers from Burnt Oak .They gad a full size boxing ring in the front garden where they would hold boxing matches and hold lessons
When 20 Benny Hedgehogs went over 2 quid. Then I started on the rollies. Hopper buses! When the bus routes went up for grabs there was an explosion of providers and all these "midi" buses appeared, bombing about the suburbs. I'm just a pup.
