The Corner Cafe had one of these , order a Creme soda float , pie gravy and chips , throw on some tunes . man that was life !!
The Corner Cafe had one of these , order a Creme soda float , pie gravy and chips , throw on some tunes . man that was life !!
Pinball Machine! Now that is my youth!
I used to deliver newspapers for pinball money - those were the days indeed
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Groovy fabric from my teenage years. These were the days of Flower Power, hey @BaD Mountain?
Life seemed so simple then ... what happened along the way?
Life seemed so simple then ... what happened along the way?
I wish I could remember how to do this!
Now, who remembers the "Burner Bean"? It's the seed from the Cana Plant. You rub the Burner Bean on a rough surface and then press it on your mates skin! And it's hot as hell! Bazinga!
Never heard of it!
Dingbat for the win!
The sideboard
I can't believe that I managed to find a picture of my favourite toy from my childhood. I might add that it was one of the most expensive toys that I had.
My teenage years ... those were the days.
The best of times!
Klei lat
En blou kolleKleilat. Een woord.
Watse blou? Blerrie pers kolle ou maat. Ons het die k#k uit mekaar gegooi met die kleilatte. En kallers gery.......hehehe. Ek het my hele kinder lewe oop wonde en pers (donker pers) kolle op my lyf gehad. In vandag se tyd sou die welsyn en die polisie my ma kom sien het.....lol
Ek was 'n Van Helsdingin. Wanneer die dag gebreek het, het ek hom heel gemaak
The milk jug on the tea trolley was always covered with a beaded doillie.
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Blou en pers kolle en soms het die bloed ook geloop, klei het soms a klippie ingehad en dit laat die voorkop alte lekker bloei. moet nie huistoe gaan en huil daaroor nie want dan kry die gat eerste slae met die woorde...ek het mos geseWatse blou? Blerrie pers kolle ou maat. Ons het die k#k uit mekaar gegooi met die kleilatte. En kallers gery.......hehehe. Ek het my hele kinder lewe oop wonde en pers (donker pers) kolle op my lyf gehad. In vandag se tyd sou die welsyn en die polisie my ma kom sien het.....lol
Ek was 'n Van Helsdingin. Wanneer die dag gebreek het, het ek hom heel gemaak
Plaaskind! Maplotter!Watse blou? Blerrie pers kolle ou maat. Ons het die k#k uit mekaar gegooi met die kleilatte. En kallers gery.......hehehe. Ek het my hele kinder lewe oop wonde en pers (donker pers) kolle op my lyf gehad. In vandag se tyd sou die welsyn en die polisie my ma kom sien het.....lol
Ek was 'n Van Helsdingin. Wanneer die dag gebreek het, het ek hom heel gemaak
Net soos ek, wat n manier van grootword. Pity not more people got to experience it, @Norman Anderson , ek stem. Growing up on a farm is underrated, taught me a lot about myself, and about respect for everything, biggest thing is it taught me to play, something that not a lot of kids understand these days, under a tree, in die modder, climbing trees, draadkar bou. That’s why I’m glad I’m not bald, it would look like a golf ball on my shoulders with eyes and ears, paar harde valle gehad, partykeer meer mercurochrome as vel op my lyf gehad.
Be happy you knew mercurochrome, I was fixed in a jiffy with "staal druppels" eina my snyPlaaskind! Maplotter!
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