70's?
that's be growing up on the Coromandel Penninsula.
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70's?
that's be growing up on the Coromandel Penninsula.
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I was a dollar scholar
That milk was disgusting and it HAD to be drunk before you could go and play as I recall. As far as the dental nurses go, I to this day need to take panadol before I ring to make an appointment at the dentist. Actually that is a lie I almost NEVER go. The foot operated drillI remember having all my adult molars drilled out and filled during one summer holiday. No injections back then either, just the cruel and inhumane drilling. One day I clamped my teeth shut on this bitches fingers and refused to let go
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Ta! You envy us rightly - the '70s were pretty good - lots of cool music, lots of interesting new bikes, lotsa fun.
Yeah, things are better now in some ways, but also more complicated. For a start, there was far less nasty crime - if you got one murder a year, it was BIG news. (Mebbe because back then speeding motorists weren't murderers....)
Oh yeah - and I too had Line7 gear (just the trou), and it was pretty good, which is why the bike cops were kitted out in it.
My first bike cost 80c to fill up, and would go 85 miles before going onto reserve.
Y'know, the funny thing is, a year or so back, I did a comparison of petrol prices, bike prices, speeding tickets, and wages, and discovered to my surprise that bikes, petrol and speeding tickets are all cheaper now, allowing for inflation.
... and that's what I think.
Or summat.
Or maybe not...
Dunno really....![]()
First big festival was at Ngaruawahia in ....'73 ....communal showers.....Corben Simpson naked on stage......Black Sabbath, with the burning cross on the hill....what were they like...who knows, we were well away....the acid was good that year.....
I worked in the decimal conversion plant for Burroughs in Khyber Pass Rd - my first job out of school...hey, 15 quid a week was good money...only cost 4 pound an hour flying lessons in a Piper Cub and a Yammy 100 was L 97/10/-I was a dollar scholar![]()
“- He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.”
Ahhhhh......reminiscing (?)
I too used to cash in the glass bottles for a huge bag of lollies,.
Go scabbing at the tip and find some reeeal good stuff too, before all this recycling nonsense took over.
And heading up North head with a LARGE bag of double happys, roman candles and skyrockets for an epic battle in the tunnels with my brother and his mates, it was his birthday around then and thats how we celebrated
AAAnd going down the shop for my old man to by his smokes when I was still in single figures, no I.D. required
Yeah those were the days, late 50's early 60's I remember walking to the IGA store above Beach Haven wharf with two of my mates. We were carrying our air rifles in full view. we bought Coke off the ice for 6d and used the empty bottles for target practice on the wharf.
Couln't get away with that today.
Trapping possums and making Davey Crocket hats from the pelts and keeping the odd baby possum as pets
And a mate of mine showing off on his new Kawasaki 3 cylinder 500cc two stroke bike (1973 or there abouts) took off down the road and before he changed into the next gear, the bike hit its power band suddenly and front wheel came up. Idiot came back white as a sheet. first wheel stand I ever saw.
And all those bloody vaccinations at primary school from primmer one onwards. I seem to remember they used the same needle for everyone, could be wrong though.
Every kid in my class at school had both a mum and a dad living at home
There wasn't any TV and we wern't bored, yeah, those were the days
Reality is only an illusion caused by a lack of alcohol in the blood.
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