What were you doing in the '70s? *PICS*

[Kwaka-Kid]

Just scrounged thru Nodmans drawers, amoungst home brew recipes, umpteen speeding tickets (luckily all dating before current employment), and the rest of the hoarded crap - i finally found a photo album! i thought the pics were worth sharing either coz they were either doing funny things or had funny looking people in em! and as much as this aint a car place i have to throw up a pic of Killer Queen-go the cobra!

[Kwaka-Kid]

but wait, theres more! man will i get an ass kicking if he works out how to browse KB properly. placed the album back perfectly as it was found along with the other shuffled thru stuff.

haha check the hair do's - man now i really believe mum when she says im fortunate to take after her side of the family...:whistle:

[Two Smoker]

I cant believe it, Nod had hair :shit: !!! (jokes Nod) Well in the 70's i was doing nothing...... coz i didnt exist.......

[MOTOXXX]

I cant believe it, Nod had hair :shit: !!! (jokes Nod) Well in the 70's i was doing nothing...... coz i didnt exist.......


haha me too.
:bleh:

[erik]

cool pics :)

I didn't exist in the 70's either, so none of me. And while my dad had similar hair to nodman, if maybe a bit more afro, he wasn't into bikes or cars much, so no interesting pics to post here.

[enigma51]

I was a swimmer back then

[aff-man]

me didn't exist either. Though towards the end i was probably a glimmer of a hint of a thought of an idea of ................. :lol: :lol:

[Yamahamaman]

I remember those cool Kawasaki's. Didn't need helmets in those days - ahhh.

[ZorsT]

i was dead back in the day aswell. I wonder what the adverage age is here...? :whocares:

[toads]

hmmm, the 70's, I was horse mad, and at school, but had my first motorbike experience then too, I learnt to ride a honda enduro that someone left for my step father to repair. ( he had an engineering business)

[toads]

but wait, theres more! man will i get an ass kicking if he works out how to browse KB properly. placed the album back perfectly as it was found along with the other shuffled thru stuff.

haha check the hair do's - man now i really believe mum when she says im fortunate to take after her side of the family...:whistle:

you are such a naughty boy kk, lol, just glad my kids aren't into shuffling through my photo albums and posting piccies on the internet. Pete had the mean 70's hair too, watch out guys it's all likely to come back into fashion!!

[scumdog]

Just scrounged thru Nodmans drawers, amoungst home brew recipes, umpteen speeding tickets (luckily all dating before current employment), and the rest of the hoarded crap - i finally found a photo album! i thought the pics were worth sharing either coz they were either doing funny things or had funny looking people in em! and as much as this aint a car place i have to throw up a pic of Killer Queen-go the cobra!

Just read this and haven't looked at other postings on this thread but that car ain't a Cobra, it's a MISTRAL! A Kiwi built kit car from the '50s and '60s, the patterns came from the U.K. and certain outlets like Emslie and Flockton in Dunedin sold them, you had to provide the engine, wheels etc. and the idea was you got a snazzy looking (for the '60s) sports-car, most were built using side-valve Prefect engines etc so that one with the small-block Chev engine would have been fairly radical back then - where is it now?

My one had Humber 80 running gear, is now running 302 Ford V8, Toyota 5-speed, late model suspension amd brakes etc, goes well and I call it "the motorcycle car" 'cos it has no sidewindows, heater etc so you get the rain, smells, coldness etc that you do on a bike. :eek:

BTW I was in my 20's in the 70s, cool times!!

[merv]

Here I am on my XL175 on Queenstown Hill, at Akaroa and on the way to Skippers.

[merv]

but wait, theres more! man will i get an ass kicking if he works out how to browse KB properly. placed the album back perfectly as it was found along with the other shuffled thru stuff.

haha check the hair do's - man now i really believe mum when she says im fortunate to take after her side of the family...:whistle:

The one with the busted leg, looks like that's an 80's pic.

[Motu]

Yeah,no one wore short hair in the 70s except crims! I had long lank greasy hair in the 70s,but it would get into a knotted mess on bikes,and we didn't exactly spend all day combing our hair! So in 77 I got a friend to chop it all off,that was a bad look and people thought I'd been inside.I've got a photo my mother took of me that year working on my Rickman at her place (must of needed something there) and I don't look nice at all.I need a scanner,there's some good stuff,but very embarrassing,we wore horrible clothes.

[Blakamin]

I have destroyed all 70's related pictures of me.... and 98% of the 80's ones as well... did you know that "flannel" is the only fashion to survive across generations?? :eek5:

[scroter]

when it was still ok to shit my pants. i think after alot of practice back then i have truly mastered the effective use of swearing. i thinking i can even remember riding round on a plastic train and chewing a toy rabbits ear(it had one of those sqeekers in it). my old man had a moustache and a CB250 and a markIII zephyr which i was crazy about. i cant remember seeing any highway Patrol. but my olds had a friend who was on the MOT. i used to love goin to someones place(cant remember who) cause they had a huge matchbox car set including my favourite the porsche 911.

[Hitcher]

In the 70s I was a high school/university student. I was fitter, leaner, hairier, and the hair I had was a different colour. I was single and poor. How things change... My motorcycle experiences involved farmbikes and mates' road machines. C.A.R. experiences involved my first wheels -- a 1962 Riley Elf MkII, and then a 1972 VW 1302S Automatic (eventually with a Rajay turbo and measured headers).

[vifferman]

In the 70s I was a high school/university student. Yeah, me too.
Them were the days (apart from the dreadful fashions :eek: )
And I had a lot more hair then (well... it was in different places to now...)

Started riding bikes in '74, I think. Interestingly, the family (of my bestest and oldest friend) that sparked my interest in bikes had LOTS of bikes then, including a couple of racers, and now none of them ride. Sad, that is. :weep:
I must've ridden 30 or more different bikes the first couple of years - everything from a Suzuki 50 through to a Kawasaki 900. Everyone had bikes then, or at least it seemed like it. My best friend's brother won his class in the Castrol Six Hour, and a classmate was the NZ 250 MX champ. I just rode, everywhere, as much as I could. Badly, I guess, although I was OK at donuts on any surface.

Pictures? I think I was mostly too busy to take photos, but I'll have a look tonight, and see if I can get the scanner to work.

Cars? Anything went (no cerification needed). A friend rolled his Anglia, so he stuck the engine in his Morris Minor. Another friend's brother was a Formula 1 racing mechanic, and was in Europe, so we used to 'hood around' in his customised Mark 1 Consul. It still had a 3-speed box, and a 3/4 race cam, so it couldn't get up steep driveways with all of us in it, unless we could get a run-up.

Fun, exciting, crazy days. And nights. Underage drinking and drink-driving (and both together) were rife, but if we encountered the cops, often as not they'd just tell us to piss off home. :spudwhat:

[merv]

Yeah hair was right - we never shaved then either.

Here I am riding the XL around the garden at my flat in St Albans Christchurch in 1975.

Being a trials rider I liked doing that sort of thing and it was back when you didn't need a helmet for trials competition either.

[merv]

I even had some black and white pics in 1974.

That's me on the TS250.

[merv]

I even trail rode the Suz A100 in 1973.

My mate had a C11.

Jeez we rode anything then and anywhere.

[Jackrat]

The only pic' I have of me from the seventys has me standing in front of my first car,an LIP Vauxhall,I'm wearing bellbottems an a purple shirt(something about Jimmy Hendricks I think).
Anyway you's ain't seeing it. :o

[vifferman]

I even trail rode the Suz A100 in 1973. Jeez we rode anything then and anywhere.True.
I trail rode my CB175 (wheelstands, donuts, etc.) Even rode it almost all the way up Mt Tarawera!

[Motu]

The only pic' I have of me from the seventys has me standing in front of my first car,an LIP Vauxhall,I'm wearing bellbottems an a purple shirt(something about Jimmy Hendricks I think).
Anyway you's ain't seeing it. :o

Ahhh,suicide doors,leather upolstory and knee action suspension - those things would lay over further in a corner than these young bucks can on a bike....but the wrong way!

[Jackrat]

Ahhh,suicide doors,leather upolstory and knee action suspension - those things would lay over further in a corner than these young bucks can on a bike....but the wrong way!

That car ended up being restored by Dave Hesley motors in Otorohanga after I traded it on a 69 Cresta.
And yeah the inside rear wheel archs used to get to hot to lean on after a blat through the Te whetu forest.
Petrol in 73, 42c a gallon, :calm:

[Blackbird]

the rest are hidden, especially in the 70's with long hair, huge sideburns and silver flared trousers :o :o :o . My wife looks a million dollars in her micro-miniskirt though :love2:

The pic of me on my drag bike was taken in 1969 in pre-hairy days so that isn't too bad.

The Tiger 100 with hi rise bars was my version of Brando in the Wild One as I thought he was soooo cool (aaarrgh - did I really think that???). It was my everyday (only!) transport to engineering school in the UK even in thick snow. Brakes were next to useless but it didn't matter as everything else had crap brakes too. And yes, the bloody thing leaked oil from just about everywhere!

Ahhh... them's were the days!

Geoff

[MikeL]

Ahhh... them's were the days!


Sure were.

But the 60s were even better.

For those of us who are willing to admit to being that old...

[Motu]

Reversed head T100 with shorrocks (sp???) blower?missing rocker caps? Don't like the front end! What times could it do? A friend has a T100 as in your picture,as he rode it in the 60s,then with us in the 70s - he found they could barrel roll with front and rear crash bars.

[dangerous]

Just scrounged thru Nodmans drawers
LOL... well done KK
As for me well I'm somewere between you old fellas and the young ones, no pic of me on a bike tho here I am with my sis and dad in 73........ a biker in the making and I dident even know it, the black sheep as it might be the only family member that has been involved in bikes.

[Blackbird]

It is indeed a tiger hundred barrel but count the fins, it's been machined down! It's an ultra-short stroke 350, with a crank that I made at varsity. Started life as a breathed-on 3TA motor which kept losing its piston crowns at high revs so I brought the piston speed down with a short stroke crank. I won't bore you with everything I tried but got it reasonably competitive in the end, running in the high 11's running on nitro. Because the short stroke killed a bit of torque, it was better at longer distances and I did a 30 second s/s mile on it with a terminal speed of 149 mph. It was pretty scary at those speeds as you correctly pointed out, the front end was fairly light construction and flexed a bit!

Fuel consumption was around 2mpg on 20% nitro. The Wal Phillips "injector" (remember them?) feeding the Shorrock C750 supercharger had a 3/16" main jet in it!

My road bike was a pre-unit T100 and the crash bars were essential for winter riding. God knows how often I arsed off it! It later had "ace" drop bars and I had a wonderful 2 weeks on it in '69 at the Isle of Man.

Mike - I preferred the 60's too, far less complicated. The main embarassment though was thinking and talking infinitely more about sex than actually getting it :weep: :weep:

Notalgia ain't what it used to be!

[RiderInBlack]

Primary-Inter-High School (Fuck Boarding) years. Sixth From was my reb year. I went Punk (Sex Pistols, Cash, PIL, The Members etc.). Had a mohawk (I'd have to staple 1 to my head now, as I surely cann't grow 1 any more) and a safey pin in me ear (shit I'm glad there is no photos of me that year). Didn't get my first "cage" until 1980. The all-powerful Bambi 500. I taught it to roll up hill and to jump fences. Dragged-off a Ford Mustang at the lights with it (pays to know the light sequence:msn-wink: ), shit he was gutted. Raced a MKII escort back from the beach. When we stopped in town he asked me if I had a V8 in it, "Na, just the stand 500, mate":killingme

[digsaw]

geeesh,mid 50s,short pants,hell too long to remember but it was fun,late 50s early 60s were fab and the dream is still there.I.O.M 2007 and it will be complete :yeah: :ride:

[Motu]

Blackbird - I see it now.When I was running a 73 Daytona in my Rickman a mate picked up a Tiger 90 for a hack,we played around using my spare T100C parts in it,we got the damn thing flying,you wouldn't know it was only a 350.I went the other way and decided to do an ISDE motor,using low comp pistons and 3TA cams and a small carb...that lasted 2 weeks and I wanted my chainsaw motor back!

I had a Wal Phillips injector too,well,two! I only used them a couple of times - with no instructions I had no idea how to set them up and ended up flooding a lot.

[soundbeltfarm]

i was just a glimmer in the ol mans eye but come 77 i was born.
when mum came home from the home ( they stayed for a week in those days).
dad dropped mum, me 7 days old and my 2 sisters off at at home then he got changed and took off for 2 days on his bike with his mates.
mum always has him on about it. even too this day.

[soundbeltfarm]

i was just a glimmer in the ol mans eye but come 77 i was born.
when mum came home from the home ( they stayed for a week in those days).
dad dropped mum, me 7 days old and my 2 sisters off at at home then he got changed and took off for 2 days on his bike with his mates.
mum always has him on about it. even too this day.

[toads]

The only pic' I have of me from the seventys has me standing in front of my first car,an LIP Vauxhall,I'm wearing bellbottems an a purple shirt(something about Jimmy Hendricks I think).
Anyway you's ain't seeing it. :o

awwww, gww ornnn, I promise not to shriek with irrepressible laughter!, btw It's Jimmi Hendrix aka The Jimmi Hendrix !

[Motu]

Not only was it the bikes,hair and clothes - but the places we lived - the pads!

I gotta confess right here that I didn't leave home until I was in my 20s,my mother was laid back compared to those of my mates,we got on fine,so I stayed with Mummy until the end of the 70s.I remember coming home in the holidays over summer and finding her painting the house - it was only me and her at home,my brother had left for overseas some years earlier.Helping her was a friend from her work,and his little girl was there too,he was the same age as me - where've you been lately? she asked...''I've been in Taranaki for the last couple of weeks and am just heading north,I thought I'd just drop in to pick a few things up''....and I was gone 10 mins later - thick as 2 planks and skin like an elephant!!!

In those days inner Auckland (same in other cities) - Ponsomby,Grey Lynn,Parnell,Mt Eden was full of old villas used as flats,some cut up into 2 or 3,some just a house rented by what seemed dozens - they were thrashed more than the bikes we rode...I've seen under floor framing cut out and used for firewood,bikes in the house,lot's of bikes in the house,they were communal,everything was everyones - that's the main reason I didn't officialy go flatting,all I had was my bike stuff,no way was I going to share my ill gotten gains! In one old Ponsomby villa a mate moved into the outside laundry house,it had been made into a dark room,so he nailed a door to the wall and slept on that,we worked all night on bikes next to the tubs.As to what really went on in those houses? no way,my lips are sealed.

One old house in Taranaki we lived in had no plumbing,a 4 gallon tin was under the sink which we tossed over the bank when full...the milking stalls were converted into a bike workshop with a nice concrete yard outside.We found an old bath tub and filled it from the hot water cyl,which still worked...and had baths outside,sometimes.Then it was put in the seperator room and glassed in - classy eh.I finaly left Mummy's and moved into my girlfriends place,just a bach in the bush,you could touch the kauri trees outside the windows - the longdrop was outside the bedroom door,and there were glow worms in the bank by the bedroom window.The bathroom was on the front porch,and we filled the bath from an electric copper which we turned on 3 hrs before we had a bath - once run,no more hot.Before getting in the bath we had to go in and kill at least a doz cockroaches basking on the ceiling.$10 a week to live in squaller,it was fun,an adventure.

I think I've lived in more houses than I've had bikes - I don't even want to think about counting them,they were horrible - the bikes were the best part.

[Holy Roller]

Didn't get my first "cage" until 1980. The all-powerful Bambi 500. I taught it to roll up hill and to jump fences. Dragged-off a Ford Mustang at the lights with it (pays to know the light sequence:msn-wink: ), shit he was gutted. Raced a MKII escort back from the beach. When we stopped in town he asked me if I had a V8 in it, "Na, just the stand 500, mate":killingme
Sounds very much like my mate at Whangarei Boys High, The things we did in his Bambina, ever tried sleeping in the back seat of one of those things. All 6ft plus of me managed it. The weelkly routine was to get the axles welded up so we could rally it during the weekend.
My fist cage was a Hillman Imp purchased from a step sister in 81. First bike was in the same year a brand spanker GSX250EZ added a screen awesome bike.
An aquatance that was a friend of my mate had a CB900 loose as a goose now in OZ with a Blackbird I believe.

[What?]

...btw It's Jimmi Hendrix aka The Jimmi Hendrix !
If we are going to be pedantic (as I am!!), James (Jimmy) Marshall Hendricks was re-named Jimi (with one "m") Hendrix by his manager.

[Kwaka-Kid]

Whoa! haha some wicked pics have come of this! And yeah the pic on the CB250 is obviously 80's -my bad there, just showin the whole chopped off hair all of a sudden.

and Scumdog - you win mate! spot on, if ever i say it was a ford mistral everybody says what? i thought those 4 wheel drives only came out in the last 10 years?.. so its much easier labeling it the cobra rep. and yes it had a high rating in the NZ hotrod mag with the 350 chev in it, apparently it was quite a wheelie car too, thought i have only heard those extended stories. Do you like the hardtop on it too? home-fibreglassed and apparently still have the whole shell moulds somewhere at some mates place down the line, car was sold before i was even thought of i believe, anyways once again very well spotted.

[avgas]

Started life as a breathed-on 3TA motor which kept losing its piston crowns at high revs so I brought the piston speed down with a short stroke crank.
Notalgia ain't what it used to be!
hehe, i was too young to see one of these new, but the old man has a 3TA (complete with bathtub :msn-wink: ) sitting in his shed in parts.
It was the $200 bitza box he sold in the 80's to pay a bill, it moved round Waihi Beach through god knows how many people, then ended back in his possesion for.......$200. :niceone:
Right now it sits there retired with almost the worlds population of XS850s (also in parts) :doctor:
In the 70's were the Z900's, cb900's and the RD's the bikes to own?

[toads]

If we are going to be pedantic (as I am!!), James (Jimmy) Marshall Hendricks was re-named Jimi (with one "m") Hendrix by his manager.

not pedantic, just love his music!

[Blackbird]

Unfortunately, I could only drool over stuff like Z900's. Got married in '72, spent the next few years building a career, getting married and raising 3 kids with no money for bikes :angry:

Started again in 1987 by seeing a dark blue Honda GB 400 in a showroom in Barry's Pt Rd and impulse bought it! My wife was so angry that she bought a piano at twice the price of the GB400!

Geoff

[Hitcher]

not pedantic, just love his music!
He only did a couple of albums and a gig at Woodstock, didn't he?

[Holy Roller]

But early 80's some of the navy lads hooning around rolled the rover at 90 mph put the passengers into a taxi and bet the taxi back to base. They sure dont make cages like they used to.

[Fryin Finn]

Back in the 70's it was DB Draught, girlies and fine makeup.
Please note the fine safety apparel whilst wheelieing the Honda SS50 particulary the highly breathable boots.
That's a Yamaha TX 750 belonging to a mate that I was riding.
I grew my hair really long until 1974 when I had to make a court appearance over something vague like crashing my bike into a parked car or something. Anyway cut all my hair off and never grew it quite as long again.
Whatever happened to those girlies.

[scumdog]

Notice everybody back then only drunk out of 1/2 g's or big bottles, what happened, we have all turned to poofs and drink out of stubbies, what happened to the 'man' sized bottles??!!
Only drink from cans or 'man' sized bottles m'self unless no option. :yes:

P.S. Stubbies generally are the most expensive way to buy beer. (Dollars per 100ml) :Offtopic:

[bear]

Notice everybody back then only drunk out of 1/2 g's or big bottles, what happened, we have all turned to poofs and drink out of stubbies, what happened to the 'man' sized bottles??!!

I've noticed that quite a few bars are selling the 750ml's now.

Me in the 70's - not a lot, being born and learning how to use a potty/toilet. :shake:

[Hitcher]

In 1978, whilst an aspiring Agricultural Science student at Palmerston North, one could sojourn to the DB Fitzherbert on one's way home from a hard week of study, get pissed (five jugs at 54 cents a jug), swap a crate at the adjoining bottlestore, buy three fish and chips and still have change from $10. Those, my friends, were the days!

[Blakamin]

Back in the 70's it was DB Draught, girlies and fine makeup.

Whatever happened to those girlies.
And the makeup?????? :confused:

[What?]

not pedantic, just love his music!
Me too. Esp the Blues compilation.

[scumdog]

Yeah but it did get the mandatory beer segment in first!! :yeah:

[Milky]

Those, my friends, were the days!Yes... The days before rampant inflation :Pokey: The days when $10 was actually worth something. When you could buy lollies for 1 or 2 cents. I remember those days fondly

[vifferman]

In 1978, whilst an aspiring Agricultural Science student at Palmerston North, one could sojourn to the DB Fitzherbert on one's way home from a hard week of study, get pissed (five jugs at 54 cents a jug), swap a crate at the adjoining bottlestore, buy three fish and chips and still have change from $10. Those, my friends, were the days!Indeed.
In '77, we mostly (though not exclusively) drank DB in flagons (the real 1/2G ones), for 80 cents a pop*. Given that board at the Student Village was $24/week, the student stipend was $27/week, that left $3/week (see - lurned sum maffs). That would buy several pops: seven hundred and twenty pops, as it turned out. That's 360 gallons, or 1620 litres, or 270 litres each.

I reckon studenting was cheaper and easier then. We drank up large, studied a bit, took it pretty easy, had Good Times. And at the end of my universitying, I was only $700 in debt, which isn't surprising as the year I accumulated the debt, I also spent $700 on photography. So if it wasn't for that excess, I could've easily finished my student years debt-free.

*The flagons were glass, with a metal screw cap over a large cork, which could fire a goodly distance.

[badlieutenant]

no AID's in the 70's :not:

[Motu]

So what - I wasn't going to catch AIDS in a hurry!

[badlieutenant]

:shit: :o

[MikeL]

I remember those days fondly

A 2 bedroom flat for $18 a week. Cheap petrol, beer, everything. No AIDS.

Pity we didn't realize at the time that this would be as good as it gets.

Just like now...

[speedpro]

late '70s to '80s were a good time for me. Plenty of good mates in the Air Force, plenty of money, cheap accommodation and food - $22/week, bikes for everyone - RDs-CB750s-H1s-H2s-Z1s-GSX1100s, Saturday arvo thrash to Puhoi followed by a swim at a mates house, or nightly pool sessions at the Swamp out Riccarton way in Chch. All the bike guys would take over the lounge bar where the pool tables were and the locals would stay in the public bar. Mad thrashes from Auckland to Dannevirke for a party before going to the 6-hour or same from Chch to Blenheim before Hawkesbury. Jugs were 50c. EVERYBODY drank DB including the students we partied with in Hamilton. Pizzas at Mission Bay at midnight, free concerts also at Mission Bay with a bottle of wine from the wine shop. Girls, WAAFs, Sisters(other peoples), friends girlfriends, parties every Friday and Saturday, going to every road race and drag race meeting. Racing at every meeting anywhere.

Things have changed but still having a good time - mostly.

[scumdog]

Petrol 36c a GALLON (4.54 litres), beer $1.97 a hal doz BIG bottles, Aquajet tyres $33 each (remember then? just the bees-knees) the 1/2 G's still had a real cork bung in them and so did the beer-bottle tops (no screw tops - or tear-top cans either) and a Police Cadet got $28 a FORTNIGHT after food/accom. deduction!!
Brand new XY 'coons, HQ Holdens just coming out no-one down here had a harley and the biggest bike I had ever seen was a Laverda 1000.
The local car club held 1/4 sprints in town - no rope barriers or any safety fencing of any sort.
Pubs shut at 10pm.
Only traffic cops gave you a ticket.
You didn't need a gun licence.
Ah such bliss! Never even heard of videos or cell phones and colour TV was just around the corner - how did we survive? :bleh:

[RiderInBlack]

"And you tell young folk that these days and they wouldn't believe you":killingme

Remember the student stipend was $27/week in 1980, but if you where on the dole or Maori you got more than $50 and could do the same course:argh: :kick:

[Rback]

In 70s I lived near Ruapuna track which was basicly my second home. If there wasnt anything going around the road curcuit then there usually was someone at the oval. Then moved overseas and lived right next to another track. Paradise! Grew up around bikes of all types and all the big names of motorcycling. Cant imagine why I like bikes so much. Wasnt worried about girls, booze etc,just lived for the track. Didnt go to school if there was practice on a friday. Even the teachers new where I would be.Good times.

[PZR]

Ah yes I remember the 70,s well. Teenage angst, V8 cars and motorbikes and birds if I was lucky. I learnt to ride on a mates Kawasaki 350S2A 2 stroke screamer. A very fast bike for its time but my first bike was a Honda MT125 a little trail bike with road tyres. Lots of fun. Mostly I was into V8 Chevs and spent many a night cruising Queen Street picking up sleazy morts. Plenty of photos but no scanner sorry. And remember the fashions, bell bottoms body shirts and platform shoes. (What goes around comes around I guess) scary really.:yeah:

[inlinefour]

Petrol 36c a GALLON (4.54 litres), beer $1.97 a hal doz BIG bottles, Aquajet tyres $33 each (remember then? just the bees-knees) the 1/2 G's still had a real cork bung in them and so did the beer-bottle tops (no screw tops - or tear-top cans either) and a Police Cadet got $28 a FORTNIGHT after food/accom. deduction!!
Brand new XY 'coons, HQ Holdens just coming out no-one down here had a harley and the biggest bike I had ever seen was a Laverda 1000.
The local car club held 1/4 sprints in town - no rope barriers or any safety fencing of any sort.
Pubs shut at 10pm.
Only traffic cops gave you a ticket.
You didn't need a gun licence.
Ah such bliss! Never even heard of videos or cell phones and colour TV was just around the corner - how did we survive? :bleh:

People over 35 should be dead.

Here's why ....

According to today's regulators
and bureaucrats, those of us
who were kids in the 40's,
50's, 60's, or even maybe
the early 70's probably
shouldn't have survived.

Our baby cribs were covered
with bright colored lead-based
paint.

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 seatbelts
or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pickup
truck on a warm day was
always a special treat.

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

Horrors!

We ate cupcakes, bread and
butter, and drank soda pop
with sugar in it, but we were
never overweight because
we were always outside
playing.

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

We would spend hours building
our go-carts out of scraps
and then rode 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 would leave home in the
morning and play all day,
as long as we were back
when the street lights
came on.

No one was able to
reach us all day.

NO CELL PHONES!!!!!


Unthinkable!

We did not have Playstations,
Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no
video games at all, no 99
channels on cable, video
tape movies, surround
sound, personal cell phones,
personal computers, or Internet
chat rooms.

We had friends!

We went outside and found
them.

We played dodge ball, and
sometimes, the ball would
really hurt.

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

They were accidents.

No one was to blame but us.

Remember accidents?

We had fights and punched
each other and got black
and blue and learned to get
over it.

We made up games with
sticks and tennis balls and
ate worms, and although we
were told it would happen,
we did not put out very many
eyes, nor did the worms
live inside us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to
a friend's home and knocked
on the door, or rang the
bell or just walked in and
talked to them.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.

Those who didn't had to
learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as
smart as others, so they
failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the
same grade.

Horrors!

Tests were not adjusted
for any reason.

Our actions were our own.

Consequences were expected.

The idea of a parent bailing
us out if we broke a law
was unheard of.

They actually sided
with the law.

Imagine that!

This generation has produced
some of the best risk-takers
and 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're one of them!

Congratulations!

Please pass this on to others
who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before lawyers
and government regulated our
lives, for our own good !!!!!



People under 30 are WIMPS !
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