Social Science Things we remember but do not exist now...

[Monkster]

I think the one in Newcomb is still there as well.

Forgot about that one

 

[JUBJUB]

Is NQR still around?

Heaps of stores

http://www.nqr.com.au/store-locate/

 

[WAFLfan1969]

The Winners on the ABC

 

[WAFLfan1969]

Glasses with big thick frames

 

[RedmanWasHere]

HardWareHouse.

 

[MaddAdam]

Are there still Timezones anywhere? The thought of putting a dollar in a machine to play video games must seem odd to some nowdays. I miss pinball machines too, Addams Family Pinball was the greatest machine ever.

Hahaha. When I was at school in Year 9 there was smooth talking Year 12 who I thought was a knob that promised to get a sort of mimi Timezone franchise put in the Dining Hall if he was elected SRC president.

All my mates thought this was amazing but I didn't believe it for a second. I tried to convince them of the sheer impossibility of this but they were mesmerised by the possibility.

Shifty prick won and then proceeded to blame the Principal for veteoing his Timezone plan. It was subsequently revealed him and his mates had embezzled money from organising the Year 12 formal too.

He went on to become a very successful investment banker and me a journalist.

I learned a lot about how the world works that year.

 

[MaddAdam]

Seriously, one thing I remember that doesn't exist anymore is freedom as a kid. On weekends and in school holidays you'd bail out the front door at about 9.30 and meet your mates (or more likely you round your best mates place/them to yours and meet up THEN go to the park or appointed meeting place.)

There was a park over the road from my joint so we'd play epic full length Test matches between say six of us, three a side. Arguments over who got to be Richie Richardson. The way you'd carefully tense your forearms when tossing the bat in order to try and manufacture a roof or flat depending on the circumstance.

But often we'd just bail to parks further afield, or wasteground etc and just do kid shit. Nobody ever worried (and this was in inner city Melbourne ffs) and almost always on your missions you'd bump into someone's Mum or older sister or a neighbour so there was a kind of sense people were around and looking out for you.

As long as you were home for tea or by when the streetlights came on or whatever, it wasn't a problem.

Two things about this: one, we exercised so much more. There was only usually one fat kid in the enighbourhood and they were well, probably actually really just big boned or whatever. Christ, this time of year when I was 12 or so, me and my mates would trudge across Flemington to the tennis courts at our primary school during the summer school holidays and play full tennis matches against each other, often going to five set epics. You'd come absolutely rooted but it was great exercise.

The other thing is the simple independence it taught you. You learned to look out for yourself a bit and that you didn't need Mum and Dad for everything.

Kids these days (yes, I know) really miss that I reckon.

 

[Scotland]

Among other things I played tennis after (primary) school in the mid 90s.

Would walk from the school to the tennis club (essentially just across the road, couple of hundred metres to the courts tops), play for an hour or so for the princely sum of 50c then walk home. From memory it was on one or two afternoons a week and some days you'd get a few people turn up and you'd be scratching around to make sure there were no odd numbers and others half the school would want to play and it would be doubles on every court with kids waiting at the fence for a turn. Some adult from the school or club would unlock the courts and get the big basket of balls out, then would put the basket of balls back (we'd have to collect them all of course, fair enough since we hit them all around the joint) and lock them up again.

My last year of primary school was 1996. A long time ago in the context of my life, but hardly depression era stuff. I reckon today that if kids still play after school tennis at the same club it's probably $5 or $10 a go, every child must have a signed permission slip/waiver before playing, there is adult supervision watching every court, children must be picked up and dropped off, all equipment must be provided... Etc. Sad.

Basketball was similar, too. Those of us that played for a club would have training one afternoon a week which would run something like 4.30-5.30pm either at a local school or public courts. Not uncommon for kids (team members or otherwise) to be at the courts straight after school well before training then still there well after training as the sun started to set. I remember one training session being washed out by sudden heavy rain and all the kids getting a lift home in the tray of the coach's Mitsubishi Triton.

I miss the 1990s. Perth was quiet and cheap and West Coast didn't wear f-king stripes.

 

[MaddAdam]

Among other things I played tennis after (primary) school in the mid 90s.

Would walk from the school to the tennis club (essentially just across the road, couple of hundred metres to the courts tops), play for an hour or so for the princely sum of 50c then walk home. From memory it was on one or two afternoons a week and some days you'd get a few people turn up and you'd be scratching around to make sure there were no odd numbers and others half the school would want to play and it would be doubles on every court with kids waiting at the fence for a turn. Some adult from the school or club would unlock the courts and get the big basket of balls out, then would put the basket of balls back (we'd have to collect them all of course, fair enough since we hit them all around the joint) and lock them up again.

My last year of primary school was 1996. A long time ago in the context of my life, but hardly depression era stuff. I reckon today that if kids still play after school tennis at the same club it's probably $5 or $10 a go, every child must have a signed permission slip/waiver before playing, there is adult supervision watching every court, children must be picked up and dropped off, all equipment must be provided... Etc. Sad.

Basketball was similar, too. Those of us that played for a club would have training one afternoon a week which would run something like 4.30-5.30pm either at a local school or public courts. Not uncommon for kids (team members or otherwise) to be at the courts straight after school well before training then still there well after training as the sun started to set. I remember one training session being washed out by sudden heavy rain and all the kids getting a lift home in the tray of the coach's Mitsubishi Triton.

I miss the 1990s. Perth was quiet and cheap and West Coast didn't wear f-king stripes.

The adult having had to "prove" they are not paedo and got approval from the cops.

 

[loyallion]

McEwans.

Brashes Captain Snooze

 

[MaddAdam]

Brashes Captain Snooze

Funny how some of those stores made it and some didn't.

I remember when Ray's Tent City was a similar style operation.

Now's Ray Tent freakin Empire, like Genghis Khan.

 

[RedmanWasHere]

Brashes Captain Snooze

Snooze is still around.

 

[blueboy25]

There was a park over the road from my joint so we'd play epic full length Test matches between say six of us, three a side. Arguments over who got to be Richie Richardson. The way you'd carefully tense your forearms when tossing the bat in order to try and manufacture a roof or flat depending on the circumstance.
.

ha ha, I remember when my brother and I would play back yard cricket we always argue over who would be the West Indies and the other had to be Australia.

I was always Richie Richardson when I batted and big Curtly when I bowled.

 

[GROTTO]

A new Breaking Bad episode.

 

[Rooz90]

Everyday manners people don't use.

"Thank you.."

"Please"

"Sir, madam"

"Have a nice day.."


Where is that these days?

 

[Scotland]

I hate being called sir. I don't want to be called sir unless it's fraom a dude valet parking my Bentley.

If I go into a shop or something I'd much prefer a casual 'I'll be with you in a minute mate' than a phony 'Hello sir, welcome to <shop>. How may I help you? Have a nice day sir' etc.

 

[Andre]

I hate being called sir. I don't want to be called sir unless it's fraom a dude valet parking my Bentley.

That's just as you want someone to say it without adding 'you're making a scene'.

 

[Impunity!]

I like being called "sir", I am above most people I meet day to day, and it is right that they acknowledge this.

 

[rocker_oz33]

I remember when going to school was a drag/Pain in the @rss (some days anyway).Now I wish I had those working hours and the hoildays.I would love having 6 weeks holiday over the summer thank you.

 

[the fly]

Backyard trampolines that don't look like they are built for UFC cage fights.

All we had as kids was the frame , springs and the bouncing mat. We used to set it up between the house and the pool, climb on the roof and launch ourselves onto the tramp and into the pool. Sometimes we landed in the water and sometimes Mum drove us to the hospital.

When I was a kid, I would sometimes jump on a pogo ball on the trampoline.

 

[Xtreme]

I remember when going to school was a drag/Pain in the @rss (some days anyway).Now I wish I had those working hours and the hoildays.I would love having 6 weeks holiday over the summer thank you.

Time your holiday period so you can do it once in a blue moon, or work in a job that gives you 4 weeks annual leave for every year you work . I basically time my holidays off so i have most of January off. It works out well as i love this time of year with the weather and the Australian Open.

Bonus points this year as the 27th is a holiday.... 4 day working week .
Last year i had christmas day - through to the new year off went back the first part of January. A week and a half later i went on holidays and went back early Feb.

I switched things up and had August off a few years ago, it felt sooooooooooooo weird. I have not outgrown the end of year school break holiday period.

 

[Xtreme]

Last album I remember buying at brashes was Pearl Jam's 'No Code'

White Men Can't Jump soundtrack was mine

 

[Bryce_Jersey17]

I remember when going to school was a drag/Pain in the @rss (some days anyway).Now I wish I had those working hours and the hoildays.I would love having 6 weeks holiday over the summer thank you.

Become a teacher and you get just that

 

[NSWCROW]

 

[Gasometer]

....half of Melbourne has gone since 1988....check out Melbourne Central and the shot tower standing alone...