“And we never had a whole Mars bar 

until 1993″!!! 



BORN IN THE 1940’s, 50’s, and 60’s 
First, we survived being born to mothers 

who smoked and/or drank Sherry while 

they carried us and lived in houses made 

of asbestos…
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, bread 

and dripping, raw egg products, loads of 

bacon and processed meat, tuna from a 

can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes or 

cervical cancer.
Then after that trauma, our baby cots were

covered with bright coloured lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles,

doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes,

we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, 

the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no 

seat belts or air bags.
We drank water from the garden hose and 

NOT from a bottle.
Take away food was limited to fish and chips, 

no pizza shops, McDonalds , KFC, Subway 

or Nandos.
Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm 

and didn’t open on a Sunday, somehow we 

didn’t starve to death!
We shared one soft drink with four friends, 

from one bottle and NO ONE actually died 

from this.
We could collect old drink bottles and cash them

in at the corner store and buy Toffees, Gobstoppers

and Bubble Gum.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter,milk 

from the cow,and drank soft drinks with sugar in it,

but we weren’t overweight because……

We would leave home in the morning and play all 

day, as long as we were back when the streetlights 

came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were 

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of 

old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out 

we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens 

and played in river beds with matchbox cars.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes,

no video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY , no 

video/dvd films, or colour TV, no mobile phones, no 

personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms……….

WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found 


We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and 

there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears!

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the 

worms did not live in us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns 

at Easter time….

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th 


We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked

on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Mum didn’t have to go to work to help dad make ends 

meet because we didn’t need to keep up with the Jones’s!

Not everyone made the rugby/football/cricket/netball 

team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with 

disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting into the team was

based on MERIT

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes 

and throw the blackboard rubber at us if they thought 

we weren’t concentrating .. 
We can string sentences together and spell and have 

proper conversations because of a good, solid three R’s 

Our parents would tell us to ask a stranger to help us 

cross the road. 
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law 

was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn’t invent stupid names for their kids like

‘Kiora’ and ‘Blade’ and ‘Ridge’ and ‘Vanilla’

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, 

and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL !

And YOU are one of them!
You might want to share this with others who have had 

the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the 

government regulated our lives for our own good.
And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they 

will know how brave their parents were.
PS -The big type is because your eyes are not too good 

at your age anymore!



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