tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post7136038365063884047..comments2024-03-26T10:03:51.827+13:00Comments on Karl du Fresne: Then and nowKarl du Fresnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05054853925940134404noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-45129116396721479512020-09-17T16:41:53.637+12:002020-09-17T16:41:53.637+12:00Back in those days when domestic dogs were loving,...Back in those days when domestic dogs were loving, playful family pets, not attack weapons.<br />In those days when cars had boots, and front grilles that looked attractive and shiny, like smiling faces, not black and snarly and savage!<br /><br />Sighhh....Doug Longmirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12008729336442910333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-44282982943292145552020-09-13T16:41:23.543+12:002020-09-13T16:41:23.543+12:00Sighh.. Those days growing up on the Kapiti Coa...Sighh.. Those days growing up on the Kapiti Coast.<br />Doors didn't have locks.<br />Sun shone all the time.<br />All adults smoked. My parents would invite neighbours over for drinks on Sat night. Jars of free ciggies for all to have.<br />Collecting tadpoles in local Menin Road swamp, keeping them in a jar on kitchen window.<br />Flying model aircraft, my pride and joy was an O.S. Max-15 glow motor which screamed out about 0.5 horsepower at 20,000 rpm.<br />Reading all that exciting sci-fi which was regarded as a wee bit suspicious by parents.Doug Longmirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12008729336442910333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-27673946435136949672020-01-01T16:17:23.319+13:002020-01-01T16:17:23.319+13:00Ha! Good to hear from you, Tony. But me, strut? Su...Ha! Good to hear from you, Tony. But me, strut? Surely not. You must be thinking of someone else.Karl du Fresnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05054853925940134404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-62216830537014115912020-01-01T08:30:45.395+13:002020-01-01T08:30:45.395+13:00I remember this tall, skinny, blonde Prefect at St...I remember this tall, skinny, blonde Prefect at St Patrick's College Silverstream, strutting around evening study, constantly monitoring the length of my hair and demanding I have it cut :)....Very much enjoy your Blogs though.....TOny Noblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00797234608731846958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-87129003964734165072019-12-31T17:23:45.304+13:002019-12-31T17:23:45.304+13:00I remember when people in towns successfully summo...I remember when people in towns successfully summoned their dogs by whistling to them rather than by shouting out, which works only sometimes.<br /><br />I remember when dogs were called Spot or Rover, not Bella or Hugo. And there were no aggressive Staffies or ugly pugs.<br /><br />And families didn't tie up their dogs and leave them alone all day-- rather they would let them roam if they were placid, and most were.<br /><br />And I also remember when men whistled tunes as they walked along the street or worked in the garden. That was nice.<br /><br />Vaughanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13105760893956912855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-76124777997674690912019-12-29T10:23:57.821+13:002019-12-29T10:23:57.821+13:00Yep..chow mein taken away in own pot from the Hong...Yep..chow mein taken away in own pot from the Hong Kong cafe down Colombo St, after walking the Rapaki track, or consumed on the premises with a short stack of sliced white bread on the side; lollies came in wee white paper bags after being picked from glass jars in the corner dairy, 6 to a penny or 5 to a cent after '67; first job on a Sunday 'hot bread' shop for Lanes Bakery on the North Shore; 'wigwam' indicator on Mum's Morris Minor; first avocado sliced on hot toast in Gizzy; measles' hallucinations in the 60s & GPs who'd come to the house; Rice Risotto; fish & chip deliveries to primary school; waisted glasses of raspberry fizz in the back seat while parents drank a beer in the pub en route; royal visits and time off school to wave paper union jacks... Hilary Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00240590567749247083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-82588472389156601712019-12-27T10:44:16.012+13:002019-12-27T10:44:16.012+13:00I remember the change over to Decimal Currency, 10...I remember the change over to Decimal Currency, 10 July 1967 and being able to get 3 jugs at the Tavi for a $1 and having 1 cent change.pdmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13011861811163633347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-69590954043422459202019-12-27T08:31:21.206+13:002019-12-27T08:31:21.206+13:00I remember when contemplating a trip to the UK mea...I remember when contemplating a trip to the UK meant putting aside an entire year's salary for a once in a lifetime event. I remember wondering if the rest of the world really did exist or was a figment of the media's collective imagination. I remember the Apollo 11 moon landing as if it was yesterday and still thrill to the majesty of that achievement. We are now perhaps materially much better off but spiritually we are impoverished.Trev1https://www.blogger.com/profile/00271717267778957672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-26972631462444002662019-12-26T14:07:56.553+13:002019-12-26T14:07:56.553+13:00I remember back in 1965 being able to buy 2 gallon...I remember back in 1965 being able to buy 2 gallons of petrol for 10 shillings. I drove the old mans Mercury and it guzzled gas faster than a bunch of alcoholics drank in a room full of free booze. Mark Wahlberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17959889940311304180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-39250763045919386122019-12-26T13:24:23.709+13:002019-12-26T13:24:23.709+13:00Along Dietary Lines, some of us will also remember...Along Dietary Lines, some of us will also remember when:<br />Our regular fare was almost a clone of the British one,<br />Capsicum was new n all, it was called a green pepper, and few people liked its taste,<br />Coleslaw was a strange word on a distant horizon,<br />Spicy hot food was almost unknown,<br />Chinese takeaway was almost invariably chop suey or chow mein,<br />Sunday roast was a weekly ritual involving a leg or forequarter of mutton, cooked slowly, sometimes for as long as 3-4 hours,<br />No-one had heard of vegetarians or vegans,<br />And lots more.hughvanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13655840089502084282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8442430064359197279.post-62531720540770641772019-12-26T11:51:42.456+13:002019-12-26T11:51:42.456+13:00For all the downsides, undoubtedly better now - tr...For all the downsides, undoubtedly better now - treatable childhood illnesses which used to be fatal, chemotherapy which doesn't kill the patient, heart surgery, high speed dental drills etc. Poor people these days live like rich people did when you and I were kids eg a fridge, two cars, overseas travel, even flying! But there are lots of downsides.Max Ritchiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09700377308425417842noreply@blogger.com