Very well put together and oh, so true. You took me back for a fleeting moment as I fondly remembered most of what you mentioned.

If I could add a few other memories from the 'good ol' days' they would be;
Tinkering in the back of the garage or back yard shed with all sorts of odds and ends that you could beg, borrow or steal and then roaring down the steepest hill in the neighbourhood in a, god help us, a home made billy cart. Their was usually room for your best mate, with bit of a squeeze. Brakes? what brakes? I remember using a staunch bit of hardwood on a lever for brakes.

Walking. Man I must of walked miles and miles when I was a young teenager. If you wanted to go over to Johny's house on Saturday afternoon, yeah, you could go but you'd have to walk the 10 miles or whatever the hell distance it was. Of course you walked all the way back home again, that was a given. There was no "I'll just drop you off, call me when you to be picked up".

Take away?? What the hell was that? Nearly all eating was done from mum's cooking, if it wasn't, it was your mates mum's cooking. Yum.

True, there was no Cartoon Network, but there was after school tv (after you'd done your homework & chores) like Superman, Mr Ed, Beverly H'billies, Phantom Agents and the like. Bring em back, I say.

Others that come to mind are spending weekends away whilst in the Boy Scouts, going for a Sunday drive with the whole family (+ gran) and as Wagner mentioned, doing chores, whether I wanted to or not.

Families seemed to have been a tighter unit back then, which is good, no?

Regards,
Foomph. From the just over the 50 crowd.

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