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Bold the things you have done....italics are my commentary
Waited for forty minutes in the rain for a bus and then two come at once Two as a minimum. Sometimes as many as four.
Fought someone bodily for the last packet of butterscotch Angel Delight in the convenience store. It's just easier to buy in bulk from Sainsbury's...
Failed to find Last of the Summer Wine at all amusing. Or indeed, to have any point whatsoever.
Danced with delight the morning after a general election. Stayed up all night celebrating over a general election, with much laughter at Michael Portillo and copious booze.
Shouted at Radio 4.
Bought Marks & Spencer's underwear.
Made bubble and squeak.
Complained about the weather.
Stood in the doorway or by the window gazing out at rain/snow/hail as though it were a new phenomenon.
Tried to use a public loo and been forced to walk out again and cross your legs till you got home due to sheer disgustingness of same.
Had a Hornby train set.
Said 'ah well, mustn't grumble'.
Honestly believed that Marmite is an actual foodstuff. MMMMarmite... Yeuch!
Thought that cider was a girlie drink and only realised the error the day after, when that whole hideous karaoke striptease incident comes flooding back and you realise you're wearing someone else's pants.
Made Heath Robinson-esque sculptures out of Meccano.
Used leaf tea, warmed the teapot, and put the milk in last.
Been taken to 'The Nutcracker' as a Christmas treat.
Taken ballet lessons. And tap, and gymnastics and acting. One of each, it didn't take. And let us never speak of it again.
Been to a panto. Hell, *acted* in a panto.
Read Noddy books as a child.
Had riding lessons and joined the Pony Club.
Watched 'Blue Peter' twice a week, every week, for at least five years.
Know that 'Dr Who' had an existence prior to his incarnation as Tom Baker.
Consider 'Blake's 7' the apotheosis of British TV science fiction. Not really, though I accept for many it was.
Had nits.
Seen a performance by Morris Dancers.
Been to the Glastonbury festival.
Said 'bollocks' a lot.
Played on an old Second World War bombsite as a child
Had a father/grandfather who fought in the War but never talked about it. Dad and step-dad, actually...
Know that the Second World War started in 1939, not 1941.
Have parents/grandparents who remember the Blitz and rationing.
Been hunt sabbing.
Played in a children's playground floored with SOLID CONCRETE! And got the natural consequence of it too: reconstructive nose surgery at the age of six.
Been stuck on the Tube for more than 20 minutes for no reason that is ever divulged to anyone.
Gone Christmas shopping in Harrods/Selfridges.
Bought the Big Issue.
Given old clothes/books/stuff to Oxfam.
Been to France on a school trip.
Made a crown for a nativity play with old-style Rowntree's Fruit Gums.
Made anything from a Blue Peter programme. (Bonus points if you attempted the comedy Christmas Wreath using M&S food bags.) (TRACEY ISLAND BABY!) The recipes weren't bad. And one of my brothers made Tracey island for the other. Does that count?
Carry an umbrella for more than three hundred days a year.
Had a parent who stood, most embarrassingly, for local council elections.
Managed to live in the UK but not visit all of its constituent counties.
Been to a foreign supermarket and stocked up on Nutella to a ludicrous extent.
Been on a booze cruise to Calais.
Holidayed at the seaside every year and caught crabs in rockpools. Kind of. I grew up at the seaside.
Consider 'Europe' a foreign country.
Were christened CofE, but have never been to church except for weddings, christenings and funerals. Not recently, anyway.
Had a Sindy doll.
Remember 'Marathon', 'Opal Fruits', 'Jif' and 'Oil of Ulay'.
Consider fish 'n' chips a basic food staple, not a Quaint British Novelty. In principle yes, in practice only the chips.
Had curry sauce on your chips.
Don't celebrate St Patrick's Day. Still less call him 'St Pat', 'St Paddy' or, as I have seen today, 'St Patty'.
Never say "gotten".
Harbour fond memories for the Beano and Dandy.
Was a Brownie and then a Girl Guide.
Watched Hetty Wainthrope the first time it was shown and thought little Geoffrey was sweet.
Remember Kathy Gale (Honor Blackman) in the Avengers.
Get ALL the jokes in Monty Python.
Remember the days when 'Top of the Pops' could make or break a popstar.
Travelled from one end of the country (let's say England) to the other in one day and called it a long but do-able journey.
Used a racist term and then paused, waiting for someone to come arrest you for being un-PC.
Cried when we lost the World Cup in football (that game with a round ball and two goals, NOT the American version of rugby).
temarisBold the things you have done....italics are my commentary
Waited for forty minutes in the rain for a bus and then two come at once Two as a minimum. Sometimes as many as four.
Fought someone bodily for the last packet of butterscotch Angel Delight in the convenience store. It's just easier to buy in bulk from Sainsbury's...
Failed to find Last of the Summer Wine at all amusing. Or indeed, to have any point whatsoever.
Danced with delight the morning after a general election. Stayed up all night celebrating over a general election, with much laughter at Michael Portillo and copious booze.
Shouted at Radio 4.
Bought Marks & Spencer's underwear.
Made bubble and squeak.
Complained about the weather.
Stood in the doorway or by the window gazing out at rain/snow/hail as though it were a new phenomenon.
Tried to use a public loo and been forced to walk out again and cross your legs till you got home due to sheer disgustingness of same.
Had a Hornby train set.
Said 'ah well, mustn't grumble'.
Honestly believed that Marmite is an actual foodstuff. MMMMarmite... Yeuch!
Thought that cider was a girlie drink and only realised the error the day after, when that whole hideous karaoke striptease incident comes flooding back and you realise you're wearing someone else's pants.
Made Heath Robinson-esque sculptures out of Meccano.
Used leaf tea, warmed the teapot, and put the milk in last.
Been taken to 'The Nutcracker' as a Christmas treat.
Taken ballet lessons. And tap, and gymnastics and acting. One of each, it didn't take. And let us never speak of it again.
Been to a panto. Hell, *acted* in a panto.
Read Noddy books as a child.
Had riding lessons and joined the Pony Club.
Watched 'Blue Peter' twice a week, every week, for at least five years.
Know that 'Dr Who' had an existence prior to his incarnation as Tom Baker.
Consider 'Blake's 7' the apotheosis of British TV science fiction. Not really, though I accept for many it was.
Had nits.
Seen a performance by Morris Dancers.
Been to the Glastonbury festival.
Said 'bollocks' a lot.
Played on an old Second World War bombsite as a child
Had a father/grandfather who fought in the War but never talked about it. Dad and step-dad, actually...
Know that the Second World War started in 1939, not 1941.
Have parents/grandparents who remember the Blitz and rationing.
Been hunt sabbing.
Played in a children's playground floored with SOLID CONCRETE! And got the natural consequence of it too: reconstructive nose surgery at the age of six.
Been stuck on the Tube for more than 20 minutes for no reason that is ever divulged to anyone.
Gone Christmas shopping in Harrods/Selfridges.
Bought the Big Issue.
Given old clothes/books/stuff to Oxfam.
Been to France on a school trip.
Made a crown for a nativity play with old-style Rowntree's Fruit Gums.
Made anything from a Blue Peter programme. (Bonus points if you attempted the comedy Christmas Wreath using M&S food bags.) (TRACEY ISLAND BABY!) The recipes weren't bad. And one of my brothers made Tracey island for the other. Does that count?
Carry an umbrella for more than three hundred days a year.
Had a parent who stood, most embarrassingly, for local council elections.
Managed to live in the UK but not visit all of its constituent counties.
Been to a foreign supermarket and stocked up on Nutella to a ludicrous extent.
Been on a booze cruise to Calais.
Holidayed at the seaside every year and caught crabs in rockpools. Kind of. I grew up at the seaside.
Consider 'Europe' a foreign country.
Were christened CofE, but have never been to church except for weddings, christenings and funerals. Not recently, anyway.
Had a Sindy doll.
Remember 'Marathon', 'Opal Fruits', 'Jif' and 'Oil of Ulay'.
Consider fish 'n' chips a basic food staple, not a Quaint British Novelty. In principle yes, in practice only the chips.
Had curry sauce on your chips.
Don't celebrate St Patrick's Day. Still less call him 'St Pat', 'St Paddy' or, as I have seen today, 'St Patty'.
Never say "gotten".
Harbour fond memories for the Beano and Dandy.
Was a Brownie and then a Girl Guide.
Watched Hetty Wainthrope the first time it was shown and thought little Geoffrey was sweet.
Remember Kathy Gale (Honor Blackman) in the Avengers.
Get ALL the jokes in Monty Python.
Remember the days when 'Top of the Pops' could make or break a popstar.
Travelled from one end of the country (let's say England) to the other in one day and called it a long but do-able journey.
Used a racist term and then paused, waiting for someone to come arrest you for being un-PC.
Cried when we lost the World Cup in football (that game with a round ball and two goals, NOT the American version of rugby).
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