Ah, jumpers for goalposts, home made buns, flat caps, hobnail boots, Clement Atlee, Queen Victoria, The Somme, dubbin on your boots, Nudger Needham, the tram, proper ones mind not them supertram things, traffic up the Moor, the Fargate fountain, 2p bus fare, go out and have a gallon of beer and a fish supper and go to the pictures for the new Buster Keaton film and a tram home and still have change from half a crown, record players, Top Of The Pops with Jimmy Saville, only three channels of telly, only two channels of telly as well, the test-card, when you could eat owt you liked without some southern puff telling you it was unhealthy, before bloody Eastenders was on telly, before all them fucking "celebrity" toss-pots were all the rage, home made go-carts, crap jumpers knitted by a colour-blind auntie that your Mum insisted you wore, two curly-wurlies for ten pence, when a marathon was not just a race but a chocolate bar too, footy shirts without sponsors all over them, I mean, what was that DESUN all about, nowt wrong with ale adverts on them, Beer, not bloody super-chilled lager everywhere, the shellfish man coming round the pub on a saturday night, the Old Grey Whistle Test, Spangles, holidays at the seaside when it didn't piss it down for a whole week, when saturday night telly was good, and when young whipper-snappers didn't cheek the elderly......
