Jonathan Spencer
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February 1, 2006

Children of the 50’s 60’s and 70’s


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This is pretty much plagiarised from an email I received, so if its your work, please tell me. It reminds me however of a line from A Gil Scott Heron Song: “Everyone wants to go , even if its only as far as last week,…they don’t know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan…” Things were always better in the past, we have lost our for the future, look around you at all the retro styling, the stripped pine and victorian fireplaces…but what the heck what do you think or are you too young to remember
According to today’s regulators and bureaucrats, those of who were
kids in the 50s, 60s, and 70s probably shouldn’t have survived,

Children of the 50s, 60s & 70s

Our cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint
was promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or
cabinets and it was fine to play with pans. When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and
fluorescent ‘clackers’ on our wheels.As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the passenger seat was a treat. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle – tasted
the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and pudding and drank fizzy
pop with in it, but we were never overweight because we were always
outside playing.

We shared one drink with four friends from one bottle or can and no
one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went
top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After
running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the . We would leave in the morning and play all day, as long as we
were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no
one minded. We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No
99channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones,no personal computers, no chat rooms. We had friends – we
went outside and found them.
We played street rounders and cricket without helmets and masks
and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there
were no lawsuits. They were accidents. We not to do the same
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue – we
learned to get over it.
We walked to friend’s homes. We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out, nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood. Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They
actually sided with the law. Imagine that!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors, ever.

LOL, some of that stuff is true, but i was just getting to the bit where I thought they’d be writing about how it was always sunny and snowed every winter. Of course those were the days when you get away with molesting children, making parents give up children ‘born out of wedlock’, when a caning by a teacher, did you the world of good and we had National Service. I wouldn’t want to go back, not to this kind of world, anyhow I doubt I would see my way around coz those rose tinted glasses are so damn thick……..


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jonathan spencer
jonathan spencer
Jonathan is in his 50s, and is as simple or complex as the next person. He has owned and managed healthcare business, worked in the theatre, healthcare, for charities, trade unions and in the commercial sector. His background in psychology and therapy compliments his expertise in business and technology. He is passionate about disability and support for people with disability, in part because of experience in his own family. He has always followed a spiritual path finding a home amongst the spiritual and social conscience of Quakers and latterly joining the Church of England.