I remember school milk when we had a milkman deliver to our doorstep. I heard BBC R4 Today tell me today the UK gaming industry is worth £7.8billion. I never have 'gamed'. I do drink raw milk.
Now thats a sound I miss - the whirring of the electric milk float and the clinking of the glass bottles before sunrise. If we didn’t bring our milk in early enough, the birds pecked open the lids and had a free breakfast.
Yes some people had a bottle cage contraption thingy. Our milk came from a dairy right round the corner from us (in middle of town). Since been demolished and replaced by cheap build houses. Milk from Tesco Express now and all that entails: “Have u got a clubcard?” “No, I’ll pay 30% more not to hand over my data thanks” “Ok stand in that queue if you dont want to be biometrically scanned and analysed like a battery hen” etc etc.
Things that make me glad to be old like remembering the cold glass bottles in the milkbox on the porch and leaving a note for the milkman to please include a pound of butter! <3
Yes the honor system here went into 1980s and all the farm stands with the cash box on the counter when we all still knew how to do the math to make change!!
I worked as a potman, collecting the beer glasses, behind the bar, as a resident DJ and on stage performing with a band.
I was DJ-ing at the St. Moritz Club in Wardour St. At some point I was offered DJ spots across the road at The Marquee. I was the DJ for Blur's first gig there, Faith No More, Jimmy Page took private refuge in my DJ box when he did a few numbers with Aerosmith.... many nights, all in my diary. I guess I worked there about 1988-1992? Crap money, but loved it. What else does one do with a BA (Hons) in architecture?!
I hardly listen to electric music these days except in the car.
OK, I remember NMA. Not really my thing, but they were very popular at one stage.
The Moritz. You went there? Lemmy once gobbed on my Rou Reed LP because he hated 'smack-heads. He'd pour £100 into the Fruit machine just about every night before we opened.
I played the Hope & Anchor.
I've performed my heart out to one man and his dog before.
Hey... we never met... but somehow I feel for you...
I remember being invited to a Placebo gig... me in my uber Goth style totally off my tits sitting with placebo in their dressing room and we e3ven drove home with them.
Yet I never got a word out... stupid me... so star struck I was.
The same happened to me when i was in HK making a film with Jacky Chan...
Staying on for one more scene and cleaning the set with him... yet too star struck to talk a word with him...
Only when I filed my patent... and after receiving the negativity that showed how much the powers that be fear truth like mine I became self aware and self assured.
Oh and learning Kung Fu in China and London from the best helped me gaining confidence in myself.
Growing up in Germany... the education system is brainwashing you into killing yourself.
McGregor is a woke right nationalist. Same as the communists just waving a different coloured flag.
McGregor is pro-Israel, whether left, right or centre.
Does his introduction rock the boat & create ripples?
I still leave my money outside for the milkman. Sadly they don't supply raw milk. So I have to put up with whole milk.
You have a milkman? Wow.
The raw milk, cream & yogurt is purchased at a farmer's market. Once on the list, you have to stay on it!
Now thats a sound I miss - the whirring of the electric milk float and the clinking of the glass bottles before sunrise. If we didn’t bring our milk in early enough, the birds pecked open the lids and had a free breakfast.
Yes some people had a bottle cage contraption thingy. Our milk came from a dairy right round the corner from us (in middle of town). Since been demolished and replaced by cheap build houses. Milk from Tesco Express now and all that entails: “Have u got a clubcard?” “No, I’ll pay 30% more not to hand over my data thanks” “Ok stand in that queue if you dont want to be biometrically scanned and analysed like a battery hen” etc etc.
We once had to the door, a baker, a grocer, a milkman, the newspaper..... England oh England.
Too many people submit to sub-standards.
Yes, the birds! I forget what our remedy to that might have been. An object to place over the tops?
Things that make me glad to be old like remembering the cold glass bottles in the milkbox on the porch and leaving a note for the milkman to please include a pound of butter! <3
Apparently the only time Lord Rothschild pushed a law was to ban raw milk.
https://api.parliament.uk/historic-hansard/lords/1946/apr/10/pasteurization-of-milk
Trust. Cash on the doorstep. Remember that old tradition?!
Yes the honor system here went into 1980s and all the farm stands with the cash box on the counter when we all still knew how to do the math to make change!!
I always find it bizarre that you. 'Americans', say math. It's maths!
Laughing.
You worked at the Marquee?
I saw NMA there... just before they closed for good.
No rest for the wicked!
I worked as a potman, collecting the beer glasses, behind the bar, as a resident DJ and on stage performing with a band.
I was DJ-ing at the St. Moritz Club in Wardour St. At some point I was offered DJ spots across the road at The Marquee. I was the DJ for Blur's first gig there, Faith No More, Jimmy Page took private refuge in my DJ box when he did a few numbers with Aerosmith.... many nights, all in my diary. I guess I worked there about 1988-1992? Crap money, but loved it. What else does one do with a BA (Hons) in architecture?!
I hardly listen to electric music these days except in the car.
Who were, are NMA?
New Model Army...
I think they closed in 95 when I came to london...
Moritz Club... been there too.
Never got a band together in London...
But I played at the Hope and anchor playing Tim Buckley's Song to the Siren and the Audience was absolute Quiet... one of my best gigs.
OK, I remember NMA. Not really my thing, but they were very popular at one stage.
The Moritz. You went there? Lemmy once gobbed on my Rou Reed LP because he hated 'smack-heads. He'd pour £100 into the Fruit machine just about every night before we opened.
I played the Hope & Anchor.
I've performed my heart out to one man and his dog before.
Funny. Thanks for this memory jog.
Hey... we never met... but somehow I feel for you...
I remember being invited to a Placebo gig... me in my uber Goth style totally off my tits sitting with placebo in their dressing room and we e3ven drove home with them.
Yet I never got a word out... stupid me... so star struck I was.
The same happened to me when i was in HK making a film with Jacky Chan...
Staying on for one more scene and cleaning the set with him... yet too star struck to talk a word with him...
Stupid me...
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Too personal for public consumption, but you saw it and that's cool..
Cheers.
Some people had to be down to know who they are.
Only when I filed my patent... and after receiving the negativity that showed how much the powers that be fear truth like mine I became self aware and self assured.
Oh and learning Kung Fu in China and London from the best helped me gaining confidence in myself.
Growing up in Germany... the education system is brainwashing you into killing yourself.