I got an email this morning saying that I have won one of the company Christmas raffle prizes. I replied: wo ho, what have I won, A trip to the Grand Cannon, a colour TV or a Crackerjack pencil? The intern replied: No a bottle of wine and by the way what’s a Crackerjack pencil and aren’t all TV’s colour. Now, where did I put my pipe and slippers?
The worst thing EVER is filling out an online form, and when you get to you date of birth, you've got to scroll down for ages to get to the year you where born. Givs DOB must be near the bottom and take him ages.
I remember having a 12 inch black and white tv as a kid in my bedroom felt so posh lol! Bloody tablets are 12" now and in super HD
Bit like the time I was in the transport office where the women live. One of the younger lasses and I were chatting and I was recalling how I used to work with a lass who had a healthy moustache and how we used to call her Magnum and that she didn't get the reference. The young lass looked back at me and said......."I don't get it" "Magnum".....I replied....."you know.....Tom Selleck......Ferrari...." "Who's Tom Selleck??" Literally 5 minutes later I'd gone back to my desk and she put a call through to me from a customer of ours. The guy's name is Peter Sellars. "I've got Peter Sellars on line 2 for you" *snigger* "What are you laughing at?" "Peter Sellars" "Why?" "Peter Sellars, man. Famous bloke........Pink Panther...........was married to Britt Ekland?" "Who's Britt Ekland?"
I often see people on quiz shows that are the same age but look very old, I don't look like that, surely not:-(
No mate, you don’t look like that but a tell-tale sign of senile old age is making irrational spur of the moment purchases!.........Oh dear Carl.
My parents bought an ex-rental black and white telly from Redifusion for about a tenner. Bloody great thing with wood effect fablon chipboard case and a strange, huge great button for changing to BBC2 that you had to put your finger in a slot and push down, but one finger wasn't strong enough to click it. We put this thing at the bottom of our beds and used to watch the Beeb's midnight movie double bill horror films on a saturday night. Eventually, as the thing got more and more shagged out, the contrast went on it and you had to squint just to see any movement on the screen. Even then, when the old man binned it he was dragging me and Kevin downstairs with it as we refused to let it go.
Thanks mate, now I feel really really old. Yep, I used to watch them as well. On the downstairs cast off black and white telly in my room.
The best bit was waiting for the dot after the last programme, or the colour card with the girl on it.
we were posh in our house , we got a video recorder that had a remote control… all you had to do was plug the remote into the recorder and drag the wire across the room to the sofa.
Nope Mart', we had one too. Probably best not mention going down to the hardware shop to get the paraffin bottle filled for the heater. Yes Matt, paraffin was a fuel before it was a detailing product. Plus of course, it was perfectly okay for an 8 year to be seen dragging a plastic bottle full of low explosive up the road, too.
We also had a B&W tv with a meter on the back that took two bob bits and when there was enough in the meter to pay the rental we used to cut pieces of lino into round shapes and put them in.
