and liquorice Sports mixtures. Thank God for Lion football gums. Not everybody's Cup of tea , mind !

christmas and easter called that by every resident of this country and everything to do with it.

Dainty toffee chews & Bazooka bubble gum.

Chocolate vending machines outside shops and Chipmunk crisps (the name not the flavour).

Riley chocolate toffee rolls from Rogers.

Old-school footballs with a lace and a bladder.

When I was a kid, I got one as a present when my "Uncle" Stan - not a real uncle but a very good friend of the family - came to visit me nana and grandad in Horden.

His surname was Anderson, and he was managing Doncaster Rovers at the time.

I'm certain many of you will remember Stan - another blast from the past, and a North-East legend.

Wasn't he the first to play for Newcastle. Sunderland & Boro ?

Not sure if he was the first - but he was certainly the first to captain all three.

Alan Foggon (fat bastard) managed to play for four of the (then) five NE football league teams when he joined us back in the late '70s.

Beech-nut

That was from my dog. I had a T bone on Saturday (remember them? £24 from the butchers! but it was about 2 inches thick) anyway, I had one side and the missus the other. What else would you do with the bone other than give to the dog? I then get a bollocking followed by two days of sulking because she wanted to use it for stock. FFS, am I the first person in history who got a bollocking for giving the dog a bone?

Happy dog though which is far more important than vinegar tits making stock!

We had a cairn terrier in the 80’s named ‘snowy’ an evil little bastard who would only take notice of me and he wouldn’t entertain dog food so the wife always got him bones from the butchers which she boiled up for stock and gave him the bones and generous food scraps and was super fit plus the inevitable white shite.

White shit is becoming a recurring theme on this forum.

Would that make it ‘White Supremacist Shit’

We got a cairn terrier when I was in first year junior school at Seaton, my mam used to only feed him on boiled horse meat from Waltons, must’ve been good stuff as he was 19 when finally went.

is this where the saying being as fit as a butchers dog comes from. my husky cross will only eat butchers type meat and not dog food plus a supply of shortbread. he is 12 and a half and nobody believes me. shit myself a few weeks back by swimming towards the end of the heugh breakwater as i thought he was going to go all the way around it even though the tide was coming in at the time.

My Cairn was a complete and utter bastard of a terrier, lost window cleaners galore because they came through the side gate while snowy was sleeping under the bairn’s pram, he attacked. He once jumped through the bay window at the postman, he only survived because it was on an original pane that fell out and landed in two pieces in the grass….I had to head down to the glaziers at 11.30 and get it in, as it was Saturday and Pools were at home

When bones were free from the butchers, not that long ago either but the greedy supermarkets started charging for them.

I think they are free from Blyths butchers at the Fens. Hartleblue goes there for his dogs or so he says but i think he boils them up for broth.

Guilty on both charges !

Green Shield Stamps

Found a full book a couple of months ago!

People collecting coal from the beach on push bikes.

Embassy cigarette coupon catalogue.. smoke 60 a day for 3 years and you get a lovely teasmade or toaster.

You deserve a toaster for smoking 60 a day- that's some effort. Though I'm guessing that was in days gone by, when smoking was good for you and affordable!

Nowadays, not only are they bad for you, but you'd have to be buckled out with cash to sustain 60 a day- unless you get those dodgy under the counter imports which are pretty ropey

My dad docked in the US in the very early 50’s, he was second engineer on his ship and got a chest infection…the company arranged for him to see a doctor there who after prescribing treatment for him strongly advised him to take up smoking as it has…’a beneficial antiseptic effect’.

Beach coal and sea coal, one was like pebbles the other like sand.
Me nana used to buy it from a bloke with a push bike, she used to roll the sea coal in newspaper and put it on the fire. Then put a shovel in the fireplace with a sheet of newspaper over to act as a ‘bleazer’ to get the fire going.

We thought it was funny watching and old lady running from the back of the room to the fireplace when the newspaper went up in flames and she pushed it into the fire so it didn’t set the house alight.

The beach coal was a different animal, spent many a time dodging the bits it used to spit into the room as it ‘exploded’.

You reminded me of my nana’s when they got some and it was dodgy when the fire started sniping at you.

think if i,m right i have seen much bigger vehicles than push bikes collecting it so it must have been a good business for some in the town. not bad when you can pick new stuff twice a day. on top of coal others picked up winkles and muscles from other places on and near beaches.

Best broth I have ever tasted.

I remember sailing back into Hartlepool on a miserable wet day and someone pointed out from the bridge a green box in the water close inshore so passed the information on to the Coastguard…turns out it was the top of the cab of one of those big ex army 4x4 sea coal Lorries that got caught out by the incoming tide.

Stag do's the night before a wedding.

Dangerous.

Arrowbars, Getting back on track with the thread.
Before you lot turn it into a night with Caligula,

Marathon bars that became Snicker bars around 90/ 91

Massive gob stoppers which were a choking hazard and tasted of bugger all, might as well got a big pebble of the beach.

Dad taking me to the hairdressers on a friday after school and when it came to paying the barber says to dad "anything for the weekend sir" When you are 8/9 didn't know what he meant but certainly did in my early teens!

So not just me that tried that then,lol

Flying saucers, those cardboardy things full of sherbet could catch you out as well, there was dangerous sweets back in the day
never got those liquorice sticks that looked like you were chewing a real twig.

Liquorice Roots, yummy.

Cinnamon sticks that you could smoke, Tough guys or what.

Bedford (motors) have a lot to answer for…sea coal wagons and mobile shops.

Seem to remember owners of sea coal wagons letting their tyres down when fully loaded to get them under the ‘tunnels’ at the bottom of church st.

Honest politicians

You’ve reminded me Mr G about those chocolate smokers sets you got at Xmas and packets of candy cigarette’s with the little red tips…surprised there wasn’t an asbestos fort to build as well.

first time weddings without kids from the bride and groom being present.

Bubblegum in postcard size sheet form with footie team picture cards. Blew me weekly 6d. pocket money on them in Mr. Savages new shop in Kingsley Ave.

Did that mean people only had s** on a W.E. in the old days ?

Forgot about those

This thread is Class, Wonder what the younger lads/Lasses on here will be writing in 30/40yrs.

shit diesel engines in the bargain.

I don’t think they will have the great times and memories we had.

Remember them at the juniors, flags of the world and Mars Attacks were like currency on the playground…never got the old style Canadian flag
Our kid spent his weeks pocket money on aircraft cards 24 of them with that flat awful ‘chuddy’ and he tried to fit all of it in his mouth..his jaw was literally aching.