**** things about the 70s,80s,90s...that don't happen now!

Even in the beginning of 2000s coffee in most places was either instant or the watery filter kind.

Ironically smaller family sizes now have way more playground facilities in comparison.

As I mentioned in a previous post a lot of my childhood was spent "playing" in crumbling buildings which were everywhere back then.

honestly can’t remember how we organised ourselves back in the day but it all worked out - we had to phone around, none of this group chat stuff- we planned where to meet but also planned on where we’d go so if you missed the meeting point you’d do a scout of the usual pubs and you’d be sure to find the group eventually.
If you knew you’d be late you’d leave word at home so when your friends called from a phone box your mum or dad would be able to pass on a message

70s and 80s most localities had a kid like this.

It was me in my area.

How come no one including adults mentioned anything about anyone getting hurt

Yep, I had a beehive money box that they gave me in school. They gave you a few quid when you opened an account too. It worked, still have an AIB account to this day.

I have a cousin with special needs and I remember being shocked That a place he went to was called "The Cork Spastic Clinic". It was renamed at some point but it was called that well into a time where it probably shouldn't have been.

They should have a sign no TD's allowed

If that is the same photo that was shared on Twitter a few years ago, one of the kids lying down is David O’Doherty and it’s his brother making the jump.

I don't know.

That was the first pic I googled.

The camera never caught my escapades

I'd said he's left his horn alone since then, he could post about it here.

And always a fisticuffs fight outside afterwards.

Sitting on the floor in front of the TV from 4.30 watching the clock tick down to 5pm when programs started.

Still around, especially near Croke Park on match days - usually younger now and wear hi-vizes to look official, again just looking for money for what is free parking spaces. Disappear as soon as all spaces full, but often there's the worry that if you don't pay, your car will be scratched or wing mirror gone when you get back.

Being forced to sit in front of Glenroe every Sunday when in primary school. It felt like the weekend was officially over and the dread of school the next morning set in.

Door to door collection agents, e.g. a guy calling to the house once a month on a certain afternoon or evening to collect the premiums for an insurance policy, marking it down as paid in your policy book.

"Pools panels" for the Football Pools, a panel of ex footballers and others associated with the game who would decide the result of a postponed \ abandoned game so there's be a complete set of Pools results. More usually called upon in Winter in the days before undersoil heating, as pitches turned to mud with some vestiges of grass on the wings.

Auld lad who lives next door to me was a door to door insurance collector. Voice is blown out from a lifetime of shouting at non-payers.

The door to door rates/rents collectors for councils had a worse job, suspect they got shouted at even more often. Used to keep the electoral register bang up to date though.

reckon there’s still time for a class action against RTÉ? 😀

People driving up the north to buy groceries or other items like cigarettes as many things were alot cheaper across the border .

If you live near enough to the border it's still worth doing, but only for stocking up on stuff, not a "milk and a pack of digestives" run.

Having to dodge the odd aqualung on the way home from school.

Was born in 63, lived on Charlemont Street, 2 doors up from the old Carroll's Building,, And there always seemed to be a few hanging around outside my school.. or sitting on a park bench along the canal ..

Plates that exploded into thousands of shards because somebody took it out of the oven and then put it somewhere cool. Happened twice that i remember as a kid.

And cups and plates with the gold rim that you couldn't microwave because the metal paint would cause huge blue sparks

When you live in a town with 3 pubs and one disco Dublin looks like a big deal