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Do, do, do, do, do you remember, do, do, do, do, do you recall?


* When there were only three television stations (5 if you lived in Dublin where you nicked HTV and Ulster)
* When the the TV remote control consisted of your feet and fingers
* When bored children were taken to the park with a football instead of to McDonalds
* When girls didn't have tattoos
* When young mothers talked to their perambulated children rather than to Facebook and Snapchat
* When you didn't need £15,000 of dental work, Ugg boots and a 4x4 you were unable to park in a traditional parking space in order to be a "real" housewife
* When your parents wouldn't have let you out of the house with your hat on backwards, the knees of your trousers cut away, your underpants' band showing and your trouser crotch down at your knees
* When Manchester United and Manchester City footballers all came from Manchester
* You didn't take your phone with you to the toilet, to make a cuppa, to answer the door, to open the window, to go to bed, to scratch your backside etc
* When binary was the 101010101010" on/off system your maths teacher tried to explain was used in computing
* When you didn't check your phone every 3 minutes to see what celebrity was walking what dog
* If you attained fame you didn't cover yourself with tattoos
* When kids offered you a seat on public transport just because you were older than them
* When "backstop" was a metal and rubber thing on the floor to stop the door banging against the wall when you opened it
* When people on TV all pronounced words correctly
* Things were simply "used" or "s
Do, do, do, do, do you remember, do, do, do, do, do you recall (name that song - hint, related to Sir Paul McCartney!):
* When there were only three television stations (5 if you lived in Dublin where you nicked HTV and Ulster)
* When the the TV remote control consisted of your feet and fingers
* When bored children were taken to the park with a football instead of to McDonalds
* When girls didn't have tattoos
* When young mothers talked to their perambulated children rather than to Facebook and Snapchat
* When you didn't need £15,000 of dental work, Ugg boots and a 4x4 you were unable to park in a traditional parking space in order to be a "real" housewife
* When your parents wouldn't have let you out of the house with your hat on backwards, the knees of your trousers cut away, your underpants' band showing and your trouser crotch down at your knees
* When Manchester United and Manchester City footballers all came from Manchester
* You didn't take your phone with you to the toilet, to make a cuppa, to answer the door, to open the window, to go to bed, to scratch your backside etc
* When binary was the 101010101010" on/off system your maths teacher tried to explain was used in computing
* When you didn't check your phone every 3 minutes to see what celebrity was walking what dog
* If you attained fame you didn't cover yourself with tattoos
* When kids offered you a seat on public transport just because you were older than them
* When "backstop" was a metal and rubber thing on the floor to stop the door banging against the wall when you opened it
* When people on TV all pronounced words correctly
* Things were simply "used" or "second -hand" and not "pre-owned" or "pre-loved"
* You didn't have to pay for an event ticket 10 months in advance AND then pay them a service fee on top for hanging on to and using YOUR money for those 10 months as an interest-free loan
* You compared prices by phoning around and using pen and paper
* You phoned the theatre, reserved a couple of tickets and then dropped in a couple of days later to pay (face value) and collect them
* A little man on the street minded your car for a few bob instead of £34 an hour in some NCP high-rise
* John Major said car tax would NEVER rise above £100
* You could drive around for almost a week on "£1 of the best"
* When councils didn't rely on spurious bus lane revenue cameras as a source of income
* £15 trainers were £15 trainers and there were only Gola, Adidas, Slazenger and Dunlop to choose from
* Supermarkets didn't offer you a third one free (that you ended up throwing away because it went off) if you bought two
* When HR was just plain old bull-free personnel management and the head of personnel actually knew what everyone's job in the organisation was
* Christmas was never politically incorrect or offensive to anyone
* When the cost of sending a letter was priced purely on weight and destination
* When all 120 seats on the 'plane were all the same price and you automatically had a suitcase and refreshments included in the price of your air ticket
* When repairing the actual motorway itself took precedence over the installation of tens of thousands of pounds worth of average-speed revenue cameras
econd -hand" and not "pre-owned" or "pre-loved"
* You didn't have to pay for an event ticket 10 months in advance AND then pay them a service fee on top for hanging on to and using YOUR money for those 10 months as an interest-free loan
* You compared prices by phoning around and using pen and paper
* You phoned the theatre, reserved a couple of tickets and then dropped in a couple of days later to pay (face value) and collect them
* A little man on the street minded your car for a few bob instead of £34 an hour in some NCP high-rise
* John Major said car tax would NEVER rise above £100
* You could drive around for almost a week on "£1 of the best"
* When councils didn't rely on spurious bus lane revenue cameras as a source of income
* £15 trainers were £15 trainers and there were only Gola, Adidas, Slazenger and Dunlop to choose from
* Supermarkets didn't offer you a third one free (that you ended up throwing away because it went off) if you bought two
* When HR was just plain old bull-free personnel management and the head of personnel actually knew what everyone's job in the organisation was
* Christmas was never politically incorrect or offensive to anyone
* When the cost of sending a letter was priced purely on weight and destination
* When all 120 seats on the 'plane were all the same price and you automatically had a suitcase and refreshments included in the price of your air ticket
* When repairing the actual motorway itself took precedence over the installation of tens of thousands of pounds worth of average-speed revenue cameras

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