No joke this morning but show this to your grandchildren with I/ Phones, My Good Old Days.
Back in the old days with tanners and bobs, when mothers had patience, and fathers had jobs,
When football teams and families wore hand me down shoes, and TV stations gave you two channels to choose, back in the days of three penny bits, when schools employed nurses to look for your nits, when snowballs were harmless, ice slides were permitted, and all of your jumpers were warm and hand knitted. back in the days of hot ginger beer, when children stopped home for more than six years, when children
respected what older people said, and pot was put under the bed, back in the old days of listening to mothers, when neighbors were friendly and spoke to each other, when cars were so rare you could play in the streets, and doctors made house calls, and the police walked their beats back in the day of Milligan Goons, when butter was butter and songs all had tunes, it was dumplings for dinner and trifle for tea, and your annual break was a day beside the sea, back in the days of Dixons Rock Green, Crackerjack peas and Lyons Ice cream, when children could wear National Health glasses and teachers stood in front of their classes Back in the days of rocking and reeling and mobiles were things you hung from the ceiling when woodwork and cookery was taught in schools and everyone dreamt of a win on the pools, back in the days when I was a lad, I can't help but smile at the fun I had, hopscotch, roller skates, marbles and snowballs to lob, back in the days of Tanners and Bobs. (I found this whilst looking for Jokes, I am 96 now but can remember these things clearly.)
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