A couple you may have missed................
Mum cooked every day and when dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining table, and if i didn`t like what she put on my plate, i was allowed to sit there till i did like it.
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed about 50 lbs and had 1 speed (slow)
We didn`t have a television in our house till we were 10
It was black and white, and the station went off the air at 10pm, after playing the nation anthem and epilogue, it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people....
We never had a t.v. in our room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn`t know weren`t already using the line.
Pizzas weren`t delivered to your home...but milk was.
All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers.
Headlight dip-switches on the floor of the car.
Ignition switched on the dashboard.
Trouser leg clips for bikes without a chain guard.
Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without indicators.
Sweet cigarettes
Coffee shops with juke boxes
pea shooters
Metal ice trays with levers
cork popguns
wash tub wringers
33 rpm records
45rpm records...........
Spot on Thommo.....keep them coming.......... LOL
didn't you have 78 rpm bakerlight recordings 
I had a 3 speed bike, all the speeds were slow.
1st gear because it was to low
3rd gear because it was to high
2nd gear because when you stood on the pedals to go up a hill it would jump out of gear at the worst possible moment causing you to smash your bollocks into the cross bar
Elmo said...
I had a 3 speed bike, all the speeds were slow.
1st gear because it was to low
3rd gear because it was to high
Sounds exactly like my 1942 Indian Scout motociccle--
^^^^^ pweedas....did dad ever want his motor back, looks like
it came from a cylinder self propelled... the Rolls Royce of mowers
The old man bought one when he went to Canberra [ to set the standard
in our street ] bit of a flop really....shoulda gotta victa 
It was legal to ride in the back of the ute with the dog or at least not frowned upon.
You stuck a bit of cardboard with a peg in the spokes to make it sound like a motorbike.
20 cents bought you a packet of 30 lollies, a sausage roll with free sauce or a litre of petrol.
If the starter motor didnt work you short it out with a screwdriver. (try that today).
Marbles were as good as cash in the playground.
Saturday was mum's housecleaning day. If you weren't outside straight after breakfast, you'd find yourself doing chores until lunchtime.
We'd walk to the local tip (couple of hours each way) where we'd spend the day scavenging through the garbage looking for wheels. Old pram wheels were best but just about anything that could spin was a possibility. Also timber planks and old fruit boxes which were also made of timber in those days.
The timber and wheels went into making billy carts. The next street over had a nice, steep hill. We would take the carts to the top of the hill and ride them to the bottom down the middle of the street. One of the kids next door seemed to regularly get the death wobbles and crash, losing plenty of skin. After going home to get covered in iodine, he'd come back banned by mum from billycart racing for a few days. Eventually we outdid ourselves and built a two person billycart. It was an uncontrollable death machine...
Tired of losing skin, we found some storm water drains to play in. You could walk almost standing up through the drains for what seemed ages but was probably only a half hour. It was pitch black in there. The only bit of dim light was about half way along where a gutter fed into the drains. At the other end, you'd turn back and do it in the other direction.
Other days we'd just play in the bush which started only a couple of streets over. There were tracks that went for miles through thick growth.
When we got our first TV (black and white) all the neighbours would come over to watch it in the evenings.
All of this was before I started high school. And it's all true. I tell my kids but I don't think they believe me.
and when they started to get snowy the blue cellphone paper worked a treat on them black and white t.v`s
the first remote control was a pause button with a 4 meter cord and 'beta' not the fancy VHS
Well done guys
I did like the bit from beersnsmokes re the starter motor, mate I have done that a so many times. Just cracked up when I read it
An if it was as crook as the battery, a hill start of bump start was looked upon as a matter of course, not as it is today, "you own a junk heap".
J. Murray your a bloody gun putting this up, thanks mate, made my day
Went barefoot all year round and the only danger was bindies, glass bottles had a deposit.
Litter was as rare as lollies.
TV arrived in South Africa in 1976 - we read books, ( that is those thingoes that they have on shelves in libraries).
If you ****ed up really badly the local copper gave you a swat over the ear. If you were lucky he did not tell your dad who would give you another one if he did.
There were very few fat people, virtually no fat kids.
Only sailors or ex navy folk had tattoos.
...and the closest thing to porn was the neighbour's dad's Playboy collection. We knew where he hid them!
And there was no such thing as airo-start or glow plugs for diesel engines. We wrapped a hunk of rag into a bind on the end of a length of wire, soaked it in diesel, set fire too it, put it as far down the intake as we could reach, and hit the starter. Worked a treat
Not recommended now days
We used to find old car bonnets preferably deep ones bog them up with tar from the road, then paddle them around nearby dams, I am still alive.
Can also remember the rabbitoh who called at dark every saturday afternoon
starting old tractors....before injecting sniffer fumes, old fergies
could be started with your sox, remove air cleaner usually wet ones.
and place sock over inlet pipe, wait a small time then crank over. 
Also your biggest problem could be cured with a BEX....and coke sssssssssshhh !!
The record player was built into the top of the TV.
You sold old newspapers to the butcher and fish and chip shops for sixpence a bundle.
Parents with cars would pick up stray kids on the way to school.
Going to the drive-in in your pajamas and dressing gown to watch a Disney or Carry On movie.
You forgot to mention that:
- some of us had all our teeth pulled out on our 21st birthday
- having teeth pulled was common dental treatment and most of us have heads full of fillings and crowns and ****
- most of us have a nice crop of skin cancers growing all over our bodies
- most of us will die before stem cell research works out how to grow replacement organs
- many of us have dodgey hearts from years of booze and crap diets
We also wasted all those years in the 70's dicking around on too short surfboards.
Kiteboarding has only been invented recently.
SUP is a nostalgic and welcome throwback to the 12' bondwood paddle board.
All of that is fine "the good old years"
bit I love my internet..
I love my auto washing machine
I love the idea not having to look for a phone box, and if you found one it never worked anyway.
I love my dishwasher
and my air conditioned home (at 41 degree heat today)
I love cheap nice clothes that does not take me a week to make.
I like my cordless drill and my boat that now adays I can afford..
Now a days is not all bad to me....
For fun as kids we'd build ourselves a collection of projectile launching weapons,"gings"slingshots,the odd catapult and Ging cannons able to fire rocks the size of cricket balls,then make uderground bunkers in our local bush (piney lakes-now winthrop)and have WARS all weekend with other kids,Sure some of use were carted off to hospital for nasty cuts and eye injuries but the next weekend it was back on and the WARS continued.When the ranger would come along we'd hide in bushes and trees and whatever and shell the f!%$ outa them,Them were the days
yeah well i grew up in the good old days of sega and nintendo.
i had to watch out for stranger danger,
disney cartoons on saturday morning,
i had a boogie board with two fins,
and a araphat hat with a fly net,
used to make glove guns aswell,
i remember box monitors for nintendo 64,
and can still picture the polygon link on zelda,
there werent many boats at rotto in WA,
i was one of the only ppl in the street with a tree house,
cant remember any other kids playing on the streets,
i faintly remember our black and white computer,
floppy disc's .................... lol
VHS with tapes and stuff to tape shows while i was at scool
bulk rubbish or junk through out i could find 4 old bikes and
make one that worked
had a portable casset player
donkey kong on game boy
ehh go the 90's were you could barely do anything without
worrying about police, white vans or peoples parents complaining
Another fun thing the fun police stepped on was bungers and sky rockets.
Can temember vividly blowing absolute crap out of high school principals letter box.
Tuppeny bungers down sewer manholes
Sky rocket fights with kids up the road.
