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« Reply #15 on: December 28, 2016, 05:50:17 PM » |
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Pubs closed in the afternoon....unless you were in Scotland, in which case on visiting it was compulsory to go and have a pint Imagine every pub being closed on a Sunday between 2.30pm and 7pm nowadays? My old man's snooker club used to make a killing when the pubs had to shut Sunday afternoons. Incred thread
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« Reply #16 on: December 28, 2016, 05:51:55 PM » |
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If you wanted to have a late night punt at the casino after a few lagers at 3am on a Saturday night you would be kindly refused entry to said casino because you hadn't joined 48 hours in advance. You would be kindly asked to fill out a membership form and told you could then come in on Monday night at 3am at the absolute earliest and they would send you on your way. If you told the doorman you were a member of Stanley's in Leicester but you were in Northampton that evening he would just laugh at you and tell you that you had to join each individual casino you wanted to enter 48 hours before entry and it made no difference at all if you were already a member at another one of the chain's casinos. If you were lucky enough to already be a member of the casino you would have an hour to punt before they booted you out at 4am on the dot every night. That was on the premise of you being suitably dressed in proper shoes, trousers and a collared shirt in the vast majority of casinos even if some of the casinos in that era such as Annabell's in Leicester were truly not worthy of any dress code in the slightest given the absolute cess pit the place was.
If you were doing your cash and couldn't wait to return you would have to wait for the casino to re open at 2pm the next day. In addition if you fancied a drink whilst you gambled at the tables that would be impossible as drinking any alcohol at the tables was illegal and you would have to leave your pint in the bar area and sprint backwards and forwards from the roulette wheel between spins to have a sip at the bar.
If you won the £500 jackpot in the fruit machines you didn't get paid out by a lovely clean ticket which you easily carried to the cash desk for your wages you had to sit and watch 500 pound coins hammer out of the machine whilst everyone in the place knew you had had it off from the noise this created whilst collecting a bucket from the cash desk to ship them all into before returning to the cash desk to be paid whilst they bagged up the pound coins ready to be put back into the machine.
If you had done all your wages in your wallet your options for re loading were severely limited to the following options for the vast majority of punters each night. There were no ATM's available inside the casino so if that was your usual option you would be forced to leave the casino and go out into the street to find the nearest cash machine. If you were lucky enough to have your cheque book (wtf is a cheque book i hear the kids ask) AND your cheque guarantee card on you (as you do on a piss up in town on a Saturday night) then you would usually be allowed to cash 2 or 3 cheques up to the cheque guarantee card limit which was usually £50 or £100 (ie fuck all). If you were lucky enough to win by 355am when you were cashing out you could 'buy back' the cheques from the cashier so they wouldn't be cashed and your bank manager wouldn't have to know what a fucking late night pissed up degen you were when the casino presented the cheques to your bank for payment. This routinely resulted in numerous degens of this era requesting new cheque books after very few of the previous 50 cheques in the last book had actually been cashed. This led to questions from your bank as to why you needed a new cheque book in the first place.
The ability to use your bank card over the counter via chip and pin to instantly get access to a grand wasn't available back then.
And the casinos closed at 2am on a Sunday morning so no punting if you were clubbing on a Sat night.
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« Reply #17 on: December 28, 2016, 05:52:45 PM » |
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Winding the video back before you took it back to Blockbuster.
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My eyes are open wide By the way,I made it through the day I watch the world outside By the way, I'm leaving out today
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« Reply #18 on: December 28, 2016, 05:54:35 PM » |
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If you wanted to have a late night punt at the casino after a few lagers at 3am on a Saturday night you would be kindly refused entry to said casino because you hadn't joined 48 hours in advance. You would be kindly asked to fill out a membership form and told you could then come in on Monday night at 3am at the absolute earliest and they would send you on your way. If you told the doorman you were a member of Stanley's in Leicester but you were in Northampton that evening he would just laugh at you and tell you that you had to join each individual casino you wanted to enter 48 hours before entry and it made no difference at all if you were already a member at another one of the chain's casinos. If you were lucky enough to already be a member of the casino you would have an hour to punt before they booted you out at 4am on the dot every night. That was on the premise of you being suitably dressed in proper shoes, trousers and a collared shirt in the vast majority of casinos even if some of the casinos in that era such as Annabell's in Leicester were truly not worthy of any dress code in the slightest given the absolute cess pit the place was.
If you were doing your cash and couldn't wait to return you would have to wait for the casino to re open at 2pm the next day. In addition if you fancied a drink whilst you gambled at the tables that would be impossible as drinking any alcohol at the tables was illegal and you would have to leave your pint in the bar area and sprint backwards and forwards from the roulette wheel between spins to have a sip at the bar.
If you won the £500 jackpot in the fruit machines you didn't get paid out by a lovely clean ticket which you easily carried to the cash desk for your wages you had to sit and watch 500 pound coins hammer out of the machine whilst everyone in the place knew you had had it off from the noise this created whilst collecting a bucket from the cash desk to ship them all into before returning to the cash desk to be paid whilst they bagged up the pound coins ready to be put back into the machine.
If you had done all your wages in your wallet your options for re loading were severely limited to the following options for the vast majority of punters each night. There were no ATM's available inside the casino so if that was your usual option you would be forced to leave the casino and go out into the street to find the nearest cash machine. If you were lucky enough to have your cheque book (wtf is a cheque book i hear the kids ask) AND your cheque guarantee card on you (as you do on a piss up in town on a Saturday night) then you would usually be allowed to cash 2 or 3 cheques up to the cheque guarantee card limit which was usually £50 or £100 (ie fuck all). If you were lucky enough to win by 355am when you were cashing out you could 'buy back' the cheques from the cashier so they wouldn't be cashed and your bank manager wouldn't have to know what a fucking late night pissed up degen you were when the casino presented the cheques to your bank for payment. This routinely resulted in numerous degens of this era requesting new cheque books after very few of the previous 50 cheques in the last book had actually been cashed. This led to questions from your bank as to why you needed a new cheque book in the first place.
The ability to use your bank card over the counter via chip and pin to instantly get access to a grand wasn't available back then.
As students it was heaven to get 8 chips per £ on roulette and free sandwiches.
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« Reply #19 on: December 28, 2016, 05:58:59 PM » |
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I'm pretty certain most 18-year-olds of both genders would be shocked that most women used to have pubic hair.
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« Reply #20 on: December 28, 2016, 06:00:08 PM » |
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Nearly half of the British population used to sit down on a Sunday afternoon to watch bullseye and any major snooker final that might be live on TV that weekend.
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« Reply #21 on: December 28, 2016, 06:01:12 PM » |
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Winding the video back before you took it back to Blockbuster.
When video rental shops first opened you had to pay to join them.
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Embracing the variance.
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« Reply #22 on: December 28, 2016, 06:03:32 PM » |
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As students it was heaven to get 8 chips per £ on roulette and free sandwiches.
£10 rebuy and a free curry buffet at sheffield owlerton on a wednesday was great
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« Reply #23 on: December 28, 2016, 06:05:13 PM » |
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Haha free casino sandwiches, those were the days
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« Reply #24 on: December 28, 2016, 06:12:26 PM » |
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You could fit 10 kids in a normal car.
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Most of the bets placed so far seem more like hopeful punts rather than value spots
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« Reply #25 on: December 28, 2016, 06:20:30 PM » |
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you are in conversation with an 18 year old
you say
"we used to have to connect to a telephone line to access the internet on dial-up, there was a sound for a minute or two while it connected. After a set period of time the line would hang up and you'd have to dial up again"
and he goes "no, really?"
"we used to have to get up off the sofa to change channels on the TV" Pause "There were three channels".
and he goes "no, really?)
what else from your youth would you tell an 18 year old now that they wouldn't believe....
Just found a youtube video of dial up internet. My 9 year old really isn't believing that noise is a genuine thing. The 5 year old just isn't understanding what we are talking about at all.
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Most of the bets placed so far seem more like hopeful punts rather than value spots
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« Reply #26 on: December 28, 2016, 06:43:17 PM » |
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Epic thread.
Mobile phone evolution:
1. The size of your leg and you needed to carry a briefcase sized battery
2. The size of a household brick, LCD display, text messages would need to be under 120 characters and you could store your contacts, provided you did so in 3 characters or fewer (HÔM for home). Type messages using the number keys.
3. The Nokia era: much more normal size. Battery lasted for ages (because there was nothing to drain it). LCD display which had a game called Snake on it (an increasing conga line of pixels eating a single pixel until you crash or fill the screen). You'd type messages using a predictive text function called T9 but it wasn't smart and you still needed to use the number keys (book = cool). If you wanted a ring tone of your favourite song, you could use your touchtone buttons to record it.
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"You must take your opponent into a deep, dark forest, where 2+2=5, and the path leading out is only wide enough for one"
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« Reply #27 on: December 28, 2016, 06:45:58 PM » |
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English teams didn't play in the champions league for a few seasons in the last 30 years and during one of those seasons Everton won the league, Man City were relegated and didn't win an away game all season. Man U finished below Norwich, Wimbledon, Luton, Forest, Watford and Coventry and only won once away from home all season. Chelsea finished below Man U as well. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1986%E2%80%9387_Football_League#First_DivisionLiverpool v Spurs was probably the biggest game of the season as well in this era even though it now usually involves two Europa league sides.
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« Reply #28 on: December 28, 2016, 06:50:25 PM » |
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When I was a kid we owned the house but rented the TV.
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« Reply #29 on: December 28, 2016, 06:57:35 PM » |
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Epic thread.
Mobile phone evolution:
1. The size of your leg and you needed to carry a briefcase sized battery
2. The size of a household brick, LCD display, text messages would need to be under 120 characters and you could store your contacts, provided you did so in 3 characters or fewer (HÔM for home). Type messages using the number keys.
3. The Nokia era: much more normal size. Battery lasted for ages (because there was nothing to drain it). LCD display which had a game called Snake on it (an increasing conga line of pixels eating a single pixel until you crash or fill the screen). You'd type messages using a predictive text function called T9 but it wasn't smart and you still needed to use the number keys (book = cool). If you wanted a ring tone of your favourite song, you could use your touchtone buttons to record it.
''I'll ring you back after 9pm when my minutes refresh''
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Best Bitter.
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