[Quadophile]

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 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 can, and
didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright
colored 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 pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

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

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop 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 on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no
cell 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.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with
sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we
did not put out very many eyes.

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

Little League 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!

[crazylegs]

Here here Quad........big Clap......Never a truer word spoken....


Do you know what, i don't know how we ever made it.

[itsme]

40`s And I am still doing all those things Yes very well in fact.... and baby look at me now

[Becky]

I was born in the wrong decade

Some say the wrong century!

[muckshifter]

ah ... the 'good old days' one day they may return.

Do you know how hard it is to find a 'soda' that does NOT contain some sort of sweetner? Give me sugar anyday, 0% Fat.

You forgot, good music.

[TriplexDread]

I always thought I was born in the wrong century. I think I would have prefered to have been born about 2050.

Oh well

[floppybootstomp]

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while
they carried us.

You remember those kids who were always bottom of the class? It was their mothers who smoked 40 Capstan full strength a day and regularly supped from a bottle of Gin during pregnancy.

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

So that accounts for all those deformed kids then? S’funny, I always thought it was down to thalidomide.

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

Reducing life expectancy of infant who slept in it to ten years less than his peers.

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.

My mate Richard spent three days in intensive care once, aged five, after drinking bleach from one of those containers. I still have a scar on my head where I left my bicycle and said hello to a lamp post. When hitch hiking, you were really unlucky if the drivers were named Hindley or Brady.

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

Both of which have reduced child fatality rates in vehicular accidents.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.

Until it collided with a bus.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

I still do.

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

I still do.

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

I still do.

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

True, that.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we
were back when the streetlights came on.

Aye, twas so.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

Most kids were ok, those who weren’t made newspaper headlines. And it’s much the same today. It’s an advantage to be able to carry a mobile phone.

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.

I done that. Once shredded my fingers when both hands went into front spoked wheels whilst laying prone on kart and hitting a bump. That hurt.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no
cell phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or
Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

And that was our loss. Kids still have friends. Real friends.

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

Hmm, now that IS one sad consequence of ‘today’ culture. Blame the Yanks.

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

Are you sure? Looked at your faeces lately?

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with
sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we
did not put out very many eyes.

Just one eye was one too many eyes. But banning conkers is taking things too far.

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

I do believe kids still do that.

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

Little League? That’s American isn’t it, but I understand the point. I was crap at sports, but I was always the one with the ball, so I got picked. It’s a learning process – there’s more than one way to advance in life.

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

True that, but maybe the police were better then, cos mostly they caught the ones who deserved it. Like me.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem
solvers and inventors ever!

Aye, and I expect the next generation will too.

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

And the next 50 won’t be? I think I’ve seen more things happen in the past five years than the last 50.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned

So what’s changed? Has it changed? I’m really not sure. I will concede we weren’t kept wrapped in cotton wool, we were exposed to the nasty things in life and had to learn to deal with them. And that’s me only concession.

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These bloody old farty things, usually penned by Americans, make me sick

It’s a smug thing, a comfort thing, a thing designed to make you feel good as your body falls apart around you and you realize you can’t do some of the things you used to able to do.

Sad, but true, mes amies

And yes, I know, I'm cynical but give today's kids a break, please.

Ok, rant over, go back to slappin’ yourselves on the back

[muckshifter]

are you Pink mr Floyd

[Quadophile]

Originally Posted by muckshifter

are you Pink mr Floyd

I did not know OUR Mr Floyd was COLOURED

[floppybootstomp]

Grrrr Grrrr Grrrr

fume fume......

Just call me Mr Grumpy