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Post by Patrick on Nov 28, 2009 13:32:51 GMT
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Post by trubble on Nov 28, 2009 13:55:06 GMT
Thanks for finding that.  Sephen Fry: "There is a period from early middle age onwards when one is prone to become nostalgic about the childhood brand of sweets one ate in the playground and the kind of toys one played with in the bedroom: ooh, those Spangles, foaming shrimps and flying saucers; aah, Mouse Trap, Etch A Sketch and Slinky...." I think someone should get him to come and play on Stub Crouch. He sounds like our type. |
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Post by Patrick on Nov 28, 2009 14:01:04 GMT
I must put that book on my Christmas list.
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Post by trubble on Nov 28, 2009 14:25:11 GMT
Great. Then you can lend it to me when you're finished.
On a spuriously related note, (Bagpuss is in the video so I'll get away with it), what did you think of the Children in Need single? I like it. I would have been ecstatic about it if they'd done that when I was a kid. I haven't tested it on my niece and nephew twins yet. I have a feeling they expect more from life than I did. Than I do, even! Thing 1, the girl twin, was at a birthday party the other day where the entertainment was karaoke. Thing 1 sang U2's sexy boots song. She's great at it actually, knows all the words. But they are only 3 years old. I have a picture somewhere of my 3rd birthday. It's just a special tea - sandwiches and cake.
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Post by Patrick on Nov 28, 2009 14:39:09 GMT
I didn't even know about that! I will look when Best Beloved has finished listening to her current Doctor Who episode garbling away on the 'puter speakers behind me as I type.
What? No Jelly?
Edit: Watching without sound is rather disturbing!
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Post by trubble on Nov 28, 2009 16:01:07 GMT
Not a wibble. But mince pies and meringues and swiss roll. 'Aristocats' paper cups. Not bad, eh?  I hope you appreciate my sausage per hand technique. Stuff it all in, Trubs, you'll be vegetarian by 16.  Not sure who my boyfriend is but he doesn't look as happy about the pairing as I do. |
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Post by Alpha Hooligan on Nov 28, 2009 16:04:58 GMT
LOL, you were a cute little kid Trubb...then you grew up! AH |
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Post by motorist on Nov 28, 2009 18:19:26 GMT
...and became cuter  |
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Post by Patrick on Nov 28, 2009 22:12:59 GMT
Cracking Tea Gromit!
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Post by everso on Nov 29, 2009 9:45:42 GMT
Thanks for finding that. Sephen Fry: "There is a period from early middle age onwards when one is prone to become nostalgic about the childhood brand of sweets one ate in the playground and the kind of toys one played with in the bedroom: ooh, those Spangles, foaming shrimps and flying saucers; aah, Mouse Trap, Etch A Sketch and Slinky...." I think someone should get him to come and play on Stub Crouch. He sounds like our type. What?? You mean Patrick ISN'T Stephen Fry in disguise? Well I never... |
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Post by everso on Nov 29, 2009 9:47:54 GMT
Bugger. It says "photo not available"
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Post by Patrick on Nov 29, 2009 12:26:03 GMT
I did wonder, could always move this thread 'somewhere else'? - for obvious reasons.
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Post by everso on Nov 29, 2009 22:39:40 GMT
Ah. Right.
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Post by aubrey on Nov 30, 2009 9:18:34 GMT
Thanks for finding that. Sephen Fry: "There is a period from early middle age onwards when one is prone to become nostalgic about the childhood brand of sweets one ate in the playground and the kind of toys one played with in the bedroom: ooh, those Spangles, foaming shrimps and flying saucers; aah, Mouse Trap, Etch A Sketch and Slinky...." I think someone should get him to come and play on Stub Crouch. He sounds like our type. I think it's more than nostalgia with some of Postgate's stuff. I was too old for Bagpuss to get me at the right age, but I like it now. And I like Noggin the Nog, what I've seen of it, and I fon't think we even had a tv when that was on. All his programmes have their own individual atmosphere, mostly very different from each other; it is hard to imagine anyone these days having a hit with one type of programme, then coming up with something completely different. It's almost like he had pride in what he was doing - surely not? Vimto and Spangles were always crap,
regardless of the look back bores |
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Post by everso on Nov 30, 2009 11:45:37 GMT
Thanks for finding that. Sephen Fry: "There is a period from early middle age onwards when one is prone to become nostalgic about the childhood brand of sweets one ate in the playground and the kind of toys one played with in the bedroom: ooh, those Spangles, foaming shrimps and flying saucers; aah, Mouse Trap, Etch A Sketch and Slinky...." I think someone should get him to come and play on Stub Crouch. He sounds like our type. I think it's more than nostalgia with some of Postgate's stuff. I was too old for Bagpuss to get me at the right age, but I like it now. And I like Noggin the Nog, what I've seen of it, and I fon't think we even had a tv when that was on. All his programmes have their own individual atmosphere, mostly very different from each other; it is hard to imagine anyone these days having a hit with one type of programme, then coming up with something completely different. It's almost like he had pride in what he was doing - surely not? Vimto and Spangles were always crap,
regardless of the look back bores[/color] ARE we boring? I suppose we do look back through rose-tinted glasses at times, but I liked Spangles although I tended to stick to Tizer. |
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Post by Patrick on Nov 30, 2009 11:50:50 GMT
We will never ever be able to avoid being nostalgic. As the Chinese put it - We are walking backwards through time, because we see our past before us, but we cannot see over our shoulder far enough to see the future.
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Post by everso on Nov 30, 2009 11:57:11 GMT
I'm nostalgic for some things, but on the whole I'd sooner be living in today's times (I just wish I had a younger body).
The 60s were great for me - the music of course, the fact that I was a teenager, etc., but truly I wouldn't want to go back. I'm glad I've had the experience of great times, but I prefer today.
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Post by everso on Nov 30, 2009 12:02:08 GMT
Just thinking again about the 60s. Actually, do you know, for all that my mum was an excellent cook, food in general was pretty crap. My diet today is so varied and I can lay my hands on just about any fruit or vegetable that I want.
All this tosh about eating stuff in season really makes me spit. I wouldn't want to go back to only being able to eat things for a couple of weeks in the year. I love being able to eat whatever I want whenever I want (subject, of course, to how much it costs!).
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Post by Patrick on Nov 30, 2009 12:56:10 GMT
Just thinking again about the 60s. Actually, do you know, for all that my mum was an excellent cook, food in general was pretty crap. My diet today is so varied and I can lay my hands on just about any fruit or vegetable that I want. All this tosh about eating stuff in season really makes me spit. I wouldn't want to go back to only being able to eat things for a couple of weeks in the year. I love being able to eat whatever I want whenever I want (subject, of course, to how much it costs!). You have something there. The food might have been crap - but as has been pointed out in the press - weight problems didn't exist - or they certainly weren't recorded. Yes, we now have access to fruit and veg of all types all year round - but people are still getting fatter! Simialarly - they keep talking about a "North South Divide" in the food stakes - allegedly saying that all the fatties are in the North and have bad diets and rotting teeth, and all the super slim fitness freaks are in the South. I beg to differ. I'm not a researcher - I've not been out interviewing thousands of people, but I've seen an increase in fatties everywhere - and I've noticed probably more on visits down South than up North, similarly - I have had access to far more varieties (Kentish apples aside) of fruit and vegetables through the far more abundant local street markets of the North than ever I did down South, where it was Sainsbury's or Nothing whit just one other greengrocer in the town. I also fail to see, with easy access to arguably far more beautiful countryside AND the more abundant public transport not to mention less traffic, and less traffic noise, how anyone up North can be less exercised than the South. Or maybe I should specifically say - The South East! |
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Post by everso on Nov 30, 2009 17:30:34 GMT
Just thinking again about the 60s. Actually, do you know, for all that my mum was an excellent cook, food in general was pretty crap. My diet today is so varied and I can lay my hands on just about any fruit or vegetable that I want. All this tosh about eating stuff in season really makes me spit. I wouldn't want to go back to only being able to eat things for a couple of weeks in the year. I love being able to eat whatever I want whenever I want (subject, of course, to how much it costs!). You have something there. The food might have been crap - but as has been pointed out in the press - weight problems didn't exist - or they certainly weren't recorded. Yes, we now have access to fruit and veg of all types all year round - but people are still getting fatter! Simialarly - they keep talking about a "North South Divide" in the food stakes - allegedly saying that all the fatties are in the North and have bad diets and rotting teeth, and all the super slim fitness freaks are in the South. I beg to differ. I'm not a researcher - I've not been out interviewing thousands of people, but I've seen an increase in fatties everywhere - and I've noticed probably more on visits down South than up North, similarly - I have had access to far more varieties (Kentish apples aside) of fruit and vegetables through the far more abundant local street markets of the North than ever I did down South, where it was Sainsbury's or Nothing whit just one other greengrocer in the town. I also fail to see, with easy access to arguably far more beautiful countryside AND the more abundant public transport not to mention less traffic, and less traffic noise, how anyone up North can be less exercised than the South. Or maybe I should specifically say - The South East!Thing is, Pat, that in the 60s (and 50s) people ate very fattening foods: bacon and eggs for breakfast (my mum almost had hysterics if I tried to get out of the house without eating a full english), sandwiches made with cheese and white bread for lunch (you could only really have salad in it in the summer) followed by a Kit-Kat or Penguin), steak and kidney pudding and Instant Whip for afters for dinner (or tea, whatever you want to call it). But we had to walk to school. I did lots of walking. My dad didn't have a car so I couldn't cadge a lift and didn't always have the money for a bus fare. So I walked. No wonder my mum was always having to get my shoes mended. Ah, shoe menders (or cobblers). Who has to get their shoes mended on a regular basis nowadays? I certainly don't. Because I don't do enough walking! |
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