What do you remember- seems impossible now

[Rishile]

This has also got me thinking about sounds you no longer hear - for example

The 'ping' of the typewriter carriage
The 'pips' when the money was running out on the public telephone
The 'beeeeeeeb' when the TV was closing down for the night
Ticking of old grandfather clocks
Whistling kettles

Rishile

[KGarrad]

I still remember the fire brigade being called out via the old air-raid siren!

At least everyone in the town knew why some people were rushing around.

[Pebbles Kernow]

I still remember the fire brigade being called out via the old air-raid siren!

At least everyone in the town knew why some people were rushing around.

Oh such memories. We lived on a farm on the edge of the village and all the farm hands were retained firemen so we often suddenly saw them down tools and run. As children we knew to run down to the fence and we could see the fire engine go past. Thanks to the innocence of youth, we didn't relaise the implications of the fire engine being called out.

Pebs

[millymcb]

I have been chatting online with some former classmates from infant and junior school (so from age 5-10 or 11 and between about 1968 - 74) - and along the walk down memory lane a few have mentioned the various punishments we had...

Cane on the hand (aged about 8
Hit with a slipper (from age 5 upwards)

...and one I had always wondered whether it was an idle threat or an urban myth... has now been confirmed as true... washing your mouth out with soap and water!!

Can't see that happening these days!

Milly

[stonechat]

I can remember the blackboard rubber being thrown across the class room!

[candleflame]

My dad still has his whistling kettle!

[Schooner]

Being saluted by the AA man on his motor cycle when he saw the AA badge on the front of my parent's car.

This brought a memory back.
As a very fresh recruit in the RAF, I saluted who I thought, was a visiting foriegn officer to the unit. How wrong was I. A voice screamed out, "Airman since when do you salute a b!"££$% AA man". Shortly afterwards I saw him driving off the unit on his yellow and black motor bike and side car.

Back to the forum: I remember the old Iron monger calling on the houses with his peddle driven grinding stone to sharpen the Knives, on the back of his cart. Also memories of my blue tin peddle car and the chewing gum with the American civil war picture cards, which we used to swop in the school playground.

Happy days
Schooner

[Colin Cruddace]

I can remember the blackboard rubber being thrown across the class room!

This has reminded me of a jibe that was planned in my class at grammar school. Each pupil was to collect a piece of blackboard chalk and keep it handy.

One particular teacher used to throw his chalk at someone who was not paying attention, so it was decided to set him up (and I deny any involvement  ).

I removed All but one piece of chalk was removed from the blackboard tray before the lesson started, and when the inevitable piece of chalk was thrown at a victim, the teacher had no more chalk and asked for the chalk to be given back 

He had a good sense of humour, fortunately

[Deb D]

 

I remember the flying piece of chalk, too!  We had one teacher whose aim was so good, he was referred to as "Hawkeye", - he could even use the back wall to ricochet the chalk and ping his target in the back of the head!