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Apart from the obvious white dog poo, I can't remember the last time I saw a Hells Angel ,a teddy boy or a runner running in the road with a car full of people saying " I wonder why they don't run on the path?"
A sense of humour.
Pay rises.
hedge porn
I can't remember the last time I saw a Hells Angel
Go to Morzine every second summer for the Harley Days festival
(probably a Geneva lawyer rather than a hells angel but in his head he thinks he is)
Dont drop litter signs / keep britain tidy and dust bins.
BT phone boxes with working phones
4* petrol?
My self respect.
Go to aviemore for the harley festival.
Anyway my contribution - tv rental shops (ignoringrhe fact most folk just rent everythig via hp now)
The man from prudential going round taking folks money for their savings
The lemonade lorry.
The milk float with kids hanging of the back collecting the money on thursday night.
People walking!!
My luxuriant head of hair. Ain't seen that for about 15 years.
An aside - I remember me and a friend, when we were about 10, painting our fake leather jackets to look like Hell's Angels.
We thought we looked the biz until someone pointed out we'd painted
"Hell's Angles" 😆 woulda been all over Facebook these days, no doubt.
I haven't seen a massive bunch of kids playing football in the park with jumpers for goalposts. We used to have games of about 20 a-side.
I saw a Hells Angel
Overtook about 2 dozen of them at the weekend only to have to turnaround, pass them going the other way and then forced to turnaround and overtake them all again. They were very considerate warned each other and other road users with hand signals as flew passed them.
Anyway you don't see.
TJ.
My feet
ntb - yes, hedge pron. what ever happened to that. I remember finding my first bongo bush on Prestwick golf course as a youngster. Never see it any more. Is this due to all pron now living on the interweb?
Women with scabby knees
Pitchforks
Milk churns
Bees
My [s]feet[/s] genital
*Edit - oi Binners stop posting my jokes before I do!
I saw some white dog poo the other day. I was tempted to take a photograph.
yes, hedge pron. what ever happened to that. I remember finding my first bongo bush on Prestwick golf course as a youngster. Never see it any more. Is this due to all pron now living on the interweb?
I blame the rise of recycling!
Fizzy pop from the milk man.
Picket lines
If you want patched up bikers head to the Bull Dog Bash, they may even start a shoot out.
Charity collection boxes in the shape of life sized orphan children in leg callipers or sad looking labradors.
Grim faced men standing at bus stops first thing in the morning in donkey jackets and overalls clutching a home wrapped pack of sandwiches.
Kids catching bees in an empty jam jar.
Football in the street.
Choppers and Grifters.
Witches Hats, Swing boats and huge tubular steel spiders and caterpillars
Budgie smugglers
I saw a Hells Angel too, well about 30 of them overtook me going up the A32 at the weekend. I'd just came down into Warnford from the Millburys and about to turn right up the lane onto Old Winchester Hill. I only needed to be on the A32 for about 200mtrs but it took me about 10mins for them to all ride past. Strangely for motorbike'ists they were riding reeeaaaallllllyyyyyy sllllloooooooowwwwwllllyyyy..
Also, seems that the council have now strategically placed traffic lights going south into Wickham about 500mtrs just before you enter the village. I guess this is to calm all the moterbike'ists down, because you know.. it ain't a frikin race track that road is it now..
.finger wag on, finger wag off
The rag and bone man (only those of a certain age will even understand what this means)...
You don't often see proper mad 1% angels any more, even the road tramps and blue angels and the like seem to be growing old disgracefully.
Every Sunday morning we used to have a knife sharpener do the rounds.
He had a rotating stone on the back of his push bike.
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The collection statues for disabled charities
Choppers and Grifters
yeah, but thank ****, Choppers were unridable and Grifters weighed the same as the moon 😆
Milk Churns
+1
As a kid used to see these outside every farm in the dales....
Rusty cars is another one, when we were young all cars had rust on them.....
Every Sunday morning we used to have a knife sharpener do the rounds.
He had a rotating stone on the back of his push bike.
Still see them in Italy though, normally a tiny car with a stone wheel in the boot driven off the engine.
Don't see so many punk grandads as I used to.
Road bikes (racers) with the handle bars turned upside down 8)
You don't often see proper mad 1% angels any more
I think what most people are seeing these days is members of the Harley Owners Group dressed like pirates out for a pootle on a sunny day. Back when I was a kid Hells Angels would be killing one another with axes in the New Forest every summer.
Spangles, golliwog's, pink NHS glasses. That sounds like a very short summary of my childhood 😀
<edit> current Harley crop are mainly bad ass accountants and dentists...
I think all the proper Hell's Angels are all dead now aren't they?
White dog poos are now dog poos in little black plastic bags
weird and wonderful bike designs & suspension layouts, made out of odd materials, like the kirks, trimbles, whyte prst1, slingshots, softrides etc.
used to love opening up MBUK to see what random new, expensive designs were upcoming, flexible plastic, magnesium frames, wire for downtubes, ll with mental paint jobs.
None of them worked particularly well, they all cost a small fortune, but it was amazing times.
now everything just works and looks the same, it's kind of taken the fun out of it.
*not the riding mind, stuff that works is cool, just not as much fun to see what people are coming up with.
The rag and bone man (only those of a certain age will even understand what this means)...
Still (sort of) get them down my way but it's all about the scrap metals now...
Pay rises.
Kids gathering/playing with conkers.
Probably an app now init
Kids with lollipop sticks wedged against their spokes for that authentic motorbike sound effect.
Fizzy pop from the milk man.
On a similar note; glass bottles with a deposit on them. Why are we encouraging recycling [i]less[/i] now?
White dog poos are now dog poos in little black plastic bags
You've got a point there. I wonder if in another quarter century kids will be on singletrackuniverse.com bemoaning the lack of poo-fairy bags?
Glue sniffers.
Thalidomide birth defect sufferers. Is that in bad taste? Not sure, but you don't.
Cougar - Moderator
On a similar note; glass bottles with a deposit on them. Why are we encouraging recycling less now?
Irn Bru have only just stopped that 🙂
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-33995081
Permed hair..
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Calm down, calm down.
Glue sniffers.
I appreciate this is completely random, but I was only thinking about that this morning. It is just easier to get a bag of pills than a catering pack of Evo-Stick these days or something?
Tracksters.
All this kind of shenanigans
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The local chapter run a music venue in the town centre.
Ironically it is the safest place on a Saturday night for a drink.
Rag & bone men.
All this kind of shenanigans
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Superstars on TV.
Curly permed premier league footballers at the peak of their career taking a tumble off a racer on an ash track sustaining injury and then getting back on and winning the race.
Brian Jacks mugging off all comers with his superhuman parallel bar dips and squat thrusts.
In 1976 alone ,you had, amongst many others, a world boxing champion (John Conteh), the reigning Formula 1 world champion ( James Hunt), the current Wimbledon champion ( the legendary Bjorn Borg) and the aforementioned curly permed Keegan all competing against each other in potentially injury causing contests for the sake of the telly
Such a show couldn't be made now. It's just not conceivable.
Cougar - ModeratorI appreciate this is completely random, but I was only thinking about that this morning. It is just easier to get a bag of pills than a catering pack of Evo-Stick these days or something?
Lots of changes in formulation, voc rules changed the solvents allowed too, so I gather there's not many left that give a decent high, without making you instantly as sick as a dog. Much less toluene out there though I suppose acetone, mek and similiar are all pretty easy to obtain?
This won't stop assorted dafties sniffing PVA and convincing themselves they're high. It'll be like that time we got Chris Blackie to snort a crushed extra strong mint.
Wow, I bet that sent him completely menthol.
'Wot no chad' graffiti
The rag and bone man
Like Shermer we still get the modern day variant of these - a white flatbed with a weathered guy at the wheel.
Haven't seen one with a horse and cart for some time, if that's what you mean...
Edit : Having written that, they definitely don't call out like they used to.
[i][b]"Any old iron...?!"[/b][/i]
'kin weirdos
Hells Angels MC still alive and kicking. Was drinking in a pub owned / run by them a few weeks back. (Bloody great Deaths Head mural on front of pub a not so subtle giveaway). They're mostly knocking on a bit now mind.
"Hell's Angles"
66.6°?
Glue sniffers.I appreciate this is completely random, but I was only thinking about that this morning. It is just easier to get a bag of pills than a catering pack of Evo-Stick these days or something?
And yet, yesterday morning, out with the dog, I found what I like to call a chavs' campsite. Amongst the Monster cans was a few packs of super glue. Can't imagine what else they'd be for.
"Hell's Angles"66.6°?
*applause*
Decent guitar players, it's all laptops now.
2 strikers up top of a 4-4-2.
Free parking within 5 miles of a town center.
Black football boots.
Rugby boots that are actual boots.
Edit : Having written that, they definitely don't call out like they used to."Any old iron...?!"
The one that used to come round our way suffered from the speech defect which commonly afflicts those who've been shouting the same phrase over and over for decades, like the street newspaper sellers of yore and their modern-day conterparts hawking Big Issue. I think it was actually supposed to be "rag and bone" but my childhood memory is of a bloke on a horse and cart rattling down the cobbles balefully wailing "AG BOH!" with the boh - er, bone dragged out for several seconds. "AG BOOOOOOH... AG BOOOOOOH... AG BOOOOOOH... " It was kinda surreal at the time, and doesn't improve much in adult hindsight.
The one that used to come round our way suffered from the speech defect which commonly afflicts those who've been shouting the same phrase over and over for decades, like the street newspaper sellers of yore and their modern-day conterparts hawking Big Issue
as a kid I was intrigued by the newspaper sellers in Brum (we didn't have them in the little market town I lived in). I could never work out which paper they were selling when they all just shouted AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH (imagine a cross between Noddy Holder and a blender full of gravel)
Still have one in Oswaldtwistle*
I guess Accy is just too posh these days 😉
* Honestly they do
Our Rag and Bone guy (in a transit flatbed) has a bracket welded on the side hanging from which is a bell he clangs. It a bit eerie - all I can think of when he comes out is 'bring out your dead'!
He's also a fussy sod and only takes metal (for free) he can make money on with zero faff leaving you a pile a crap you still have to take to the dump. Not sure why folk bother when you can take it to the dump yourself and presumably the scrap metal is sold to fund the facility.
In Glasgow it would be " EEEEEEEeeeeeny Tiiiiiiiiee".....
from the wee guy outside Buchanan Street Bus Station selling the Evening Times
Spangles, Mavericks, Texan Bars, Treats.
"SIXPENCE EACH A TOFFEE APPLE!" vans. (or was that just round Leigh Park?)
I could never work out which paper they were selling when they all just shouted AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH
Telegraph?
Free parking within 5 miles of a town center.
Was in Ely last WE, all car parks are free in town!
I shall add another...
"Work being done"
It seems to me that [i]Everybody[/i] is either on holiday/is going on holiday/come back off holiday.
I went down the M3 last week instead of the A3 I normally use (due to a big accident) It seems to be 20 miles of 50mph contraflow and [i]nobody[/i] working on it. It was empty, nobody doing a darn thing. They did manage to put out some signs stating "drive slowly and we can all go home" etc. which was nice, shame there wasn't anybody actually doing some work on the Motorway.
Back in work and meetings are cancelled or sparsely attended..
Wire coathangers....where have they all gone....used to come in for all manner of quick repairs from pedal steel guitars to car aerials.
Plenty of Hells Angels round these parts(they're all getting on a bit though and dying off) oh and punk grandads a plenty!
Coalmen.
Moustaches
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Haven't rag n bone men been replaced by travelling types in flatbeds.
They don't announce as if someone realises they're about then they can't just take the stuff out of your garden 🙂
Moustaches will be the beards of the future.
Baggy trousers shall be the spray-ons of tomorrow
Pale and wan complexions will soon replace Tango-tans
Plus ca change...
Our local rag bone/scrap man has a speaker on his transit repeatedly shouting his catch phrase.
In Nottingham the paper vendors used to sell the EEEEeeeee Po! (Evening Post).
Tape from a cassette - used to see it in the gutter where someone had thrown/dropped a cassette out the car window, it had broken and all the little reel was everywhere, wrapped round branches, tied in little clumps.
And ring pulls from drinks cans. I still remember when they introduced those fancy new cans with the ring pull that stayed attached. Think everyone at primary school drank about 20 cans of fizzy pop that week just cos they were amazed at these non-detaching ring pulls.
Telegraph?
I think the shout was probably more like "EEEYAAAARRRRGGGHHH" as in "Evening Mail"
on a similar note, I knew someone who had recordings of BR station announcements which he used as a kids party game to see if anyone could work out where the train was actually going to
Now that sounds like a party MrNice.
my suggestion: Telephones with wires!
remember when you had to stand in the hall to talk on the phone?
Remember when if you wanted to speak to your mate you had to ring their house and if their parents answered you had to be all polite and then ask for your friend.
Haystacks.
I think the shout was probably more like "EEEYAAAARRRRGGGHHH" as in "Evening Mail"
My local paper-vendor when growing up, actually shouted out "YYELLP".
The paper was 'Herald Express'.
In Newport there was a paper seller selling the Argus, he would just shout Len
People whistling/singing in the street.
Quiet A roads.
I had an "Instant coffee" last week on my way up the Lee Valley canal to Hertford. Flat chatted it until I spotted a canal boat selling Ice Cream so stopped to see if they sold bottled water, they did.
Was asked if I wanted a coffee and said "why not, yes please" he answered "instant" to which I thought hmmm, yes right now would be good.
He produced a coffee with Nescafe Instant coffee in it.
It was shite.
Glad we've moved on TBH.