70s Childhood Memories - Growing Up in 1970s Britain
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- čas přidán 1. 09. 2023
- Step into a time machine and revisit the cherished memories of growing up in the 70s. In this video, you'll be transported back to an era where playground equipment was thrilling, toys were pure magic and Saturday morning television was an epic showdown.
Back in the 1970s, we may not have had all the high-tech gadgets of today, but guess what? We didn't need them! What we had were our friends, our boundless imaginations, and endless opportunities for fun and adventure.
In this trip down memory lane, we'll explore the games, toys, and pastimes that defined a 1970s childhood. From epic playground battles to the coolest toys of the era, this video is a joyful celebration of a simpler yet incredibly memorable time.
Join us in reliving those moments of unbridled joy and nostalgia. Share your own favourite 1970s memories in the comments below, and let's reminisce together about the things we loved to do in the 70s!
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To all of us still here , and to absent friends.... salute 🥃
Second you right there . different life with good hearted people who helped anyone who needed help , really close communities who knew real life . very few and far between in today's world .
Yes salute , a lot of my mates are now gone, we will meet again you buffalo soldiers ❤
So true, God bless all of my childhood friends who fell by the wayside and are no longer with us. We were all real people, hardy, robust, uncomplaining, skinny and fit as butchers dogs. 😢
Salute 🫡
The best years of my life
I was born in 1962 ,and I'm an ex serviceman and police officer. I'm sitting here my eyes filled with tears watching this and reading all of the comments. It's hard to imagine how we all survived with the lifestyle then,climbing trees ,camping ,playing on bikes ,fist fights in front of the school ,no mobile phones ,play stations or anything like that. We were all fit ,robust ,skinny and ready for anything. We never complained and our days were spent running free without a care in the world and happily growing up . I remember like yesterday the summer of 1976 "the hot sumner".Me and five of my friends spent the entire six weeks summer holidays camping on the banks of the river Tyne at a little village called Wylam on the way to Hexham in the Tyne valley . We were all fourteen at the time and lived in Newcastle about twenty miles away. We used to go home for provisions every few days and call our parents every night. Bottles of woodpecker cider and jaffa cakes come to mind as well as romantic meetings with some of the local girls who thought we were all Brad Pitts. Imagine that now .??I'd give my right arm to get back there and live it all over again . As said in the Gladys Knight song the winters were warmer ,the grass was greener and smiles were bright .yes I remember the way we were. God bless to all of the other oldies seeing this . 🙏
Such wonderful days to be young.
Lovely post, thank you my dear young friend !!
Theirs a few of us about still. Lol. Anyone under 40 missed out on the great adventure of a lifetime growing up in the 60's &70's. We were content with what we had and made our own entertainment through imagination alongside like-minded friends. I bought my LI 150cc Lambretta with all-around chrome, mirrors, a 4ft whip ariel, an Army Great Coat, and a tiny Christmas tree on the back with coloured 6v bulbs. Pulled over by the Rozzers. You can't have that on the back of your bike; it doesn't comply with RT Regs. Take it down, smiled pleasingly, then returned to his Hillman Imp, driving off with his Left rear lamp not working. I chuckle at that even today. He was my dad. Lol.
Oh the wish to be free enough to experience those days again! We had a slight incline near our house as kids, we enjoyed nothing greater than rolling down it sideways, such fun. Why is it that as we get older we feel so restricted that we no longer are able to allow ourselves such simple pleasures? I’m from 1963.
I remember me an my mate (our parents stationed in Northern Ireland) as 10/11 year olds being free to walk from the village we were stationed in to the main town and singing all the way at the top of our lungs.. the song? I think it was new seekers ‘I’m on the.. top of the world.. looking down on creation..’ lol sung at the top of our young voices.. free.. I’ve never since experienced such a sense of freedom since. Is life/growing old a bitch or do our older sensibilities make us think it’s a bitch? Me thinks it is time to crack out the youthfulness and sod everyone else! I’m going to have some fun after all I’m not dead yet! 🤣🤣🤣
Born slightly before you Jim but not enough to make a difference. Ex like yourself. Police? I can only imagine how you must feel now. I’m from NI the ‘ destruction’ of the RUC Patton was a crime in itself and what we have now is laughable. Even though the 70’s were grim days in my years it took nothing away from the fun you could still have and in my eyes a much much better childhood than whatever the hell I’m living in now! 😩
Born in 1960 I still live in the 70s the music of that decade will NEVER be beaten.
1971 _72 best year for music..
70's and 80's music 🎶 was the best 😊
1963 here still got the same haircut, my Spotify playlist goes from 1966 to 1979, all the old glam rock stuff
@@user-xk2ig4tc3f ooh, maybe consider changing the haircut! lol. In fact ignore that comment. You just be you! I’m a 1963 ‘babe’ and am sick of trying to keep up with current trends, the cuts, the dyes, the old face that suits neither 🤣. Just be you xxx
I was born in 1942. The sixties through to the end of the seventies were the best years for me. The Flower People, the Beatles, Motown and Reggae and the disco era were the best of times. 'So glad that I lived in those times in my early adult years.
Please take me back to those days not a care in the world
I'd go back in a heartbeat if I could. 😢
I suppose it was nice not having a care in the world.
To right. I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I loved playing outside in the 70s, and playing with my Sindy doll and being creative every day. What spoiled it was our strict teachers at school, so much so that I'd be ill every Sunday evening. Kids shouldn't be so terrified, mums and dads in that era didn't seem to give emotional support, only tell you off for being "stupid."
What I'd give to go back to the 70s! From all the games to Christmas when it was magical!
School summer holidays. Tv in the morning, Double Deckers, Josie and the Pussycats, White Horses, Banana Splits!!
6 weeks seemed like an eternity! My 60 year old heart is aching with memories.
What about the flashing blade?
Loved white horses ❤
@@carrie4558
The beautiful theme tune
Me too!
Champion the wonder horse, Arabian nights, skippy
I was born in 1959 , my mum passed away on Tuesday 27/2/24 , and these are the memories that have been the mainstay of the last few days, happy days. Thankyou..
So sorry to hear about your mum. Sending best wishes. Glad the memories have helped a little.
Sorry to hear about your mum passing.
Sorry for your loss - so sad.
So sorry to hear. I was born in 59 too.
Another ‘59 baby here. Mum went in 2011 and Dad in 2019. Great parents and great memories. I know you will have the same 👍🏻👍🏻
I watched this with a tear in my eye for the young me. Fearless, full of hope, and the whole world seemed like it was mine. I wish I could feel like that again. 😢 Thanks, Stu. Absolutely brilliant 👏
Ah, thanks so much! Glad you enjoyed the memories. We're all still the same people we were back then really, just without the fearlessness we had as kids.
Really nice presentation of a 70s childhood. It was good to see Sindy again! Loved mine but sad Barbie ousted her out!!
The chopper iconic item of the seventies, remember getting mine in yellow,cherished it.thankyou.
Smartphones would have been something from star trek 😂😂😂😂
This is a fantastic channel,it brings back so many wonderful memories ❤❤
I think we were the last generation of kids that would still build a Spitfire or tank from a plastic kit. A glider from balsawood, and just about anything from Meccano or Lego. Read books that weren't just pages of pictures. Still bought educational comics like Look & Learn. Walked a mile to and from school, to save the bus fare. So we could buy extra sweets. Were allowed to roam far and wide during the long hot summer holidays, as long as we were home before it got dark.
My dad battered me because I walked home behind the bus and saved 5p. He slapped me and said I should have walked behind a taxi and saved 5 bob 😃
If only I could turn back the clock. The music, the fashion and friendships.
I was born in 1964 in the 70's we had a sweet shop in a school so at lunch time and break time we use have the kids coming to the shop most sweet were 2p or 1p best friend moved to Taunton we had great time Deborah pickle hope your doing good x
Born in 73 and so proud! Britain was great back then, it’s just horrible now.
Very true this country isn't the same anymore it's horrible
I can remember being faced with the street union jacks of the summer 77, yes the queen's jubilee.Yes them times were better.
Indeed it was a great country. There was a scientific analysis of historical factors, medical advancement, food quality, environment, poverty and job security - and it was agreed that the last quarter of the previous century had it all.
Now, our country is a wreck. I mentioned emigrating to my husband yesterday, but the country I'm interested in takes in no more migrants now. I don't blame them.
Me too. Loved 70s & 80s
Same! 👍
MY ENGLAND I MISS YOU SO MUCH.
Me too ❤
And me English forever. 👍🏻
We all do believe me 👍
That England has gone, but not forgotten by many.
Oh how I grieve for thee my country 😢
Best ever decade to grow up in.
Born in 65.
Absolutely! Born the same year as you and it was a great decade to be a kid. Some magnificent music in the charts, hours of fabulous children's TV and many fine films, groovy toys and actual communities to belong to. Shame about the hair and fashion though!
Kevin Keegan haircuts. I know...In grammar there was a kid called Kevin, of all names. With a Kevin Keegan haircut, of all things. Everyone called him "Our leader," for some reason. 😆😁
The fifties and sixties were even better..born 1946.
Sixties kids were tough too but, born in '54, I don't remember much of the seventies.
1964 for me.
Home made go carts, tree houses, rope swings, scrumping, halcyon days, the Sun never stopped shining.
remember all of the above ,literally made games up as you went along ,even putting your name in the sidewalk with a lolly ice stick in them hot summers 😊
Born in 1961, I remember growing up in the 70’s. You had to be tough, resilient and no cry baby. Like the time I cycled down a very steep hill on my racing bike, suffering brake failure from crap brakes, I headed out of control towards a sharp bend, glanced of a tree that could have killed me, then head over heels into a thicket, bike and all. Enduring my mates laughter and mockery I wheeled my shattered bike home, covered in branches, scratches and muck, it was then I realised my mother had invented time travel!Taking one look at me she said “ you’ve come off your bike then”
“Yes” I meekly replied.
Coming close into my face she said
“do it again and I’ll knock thee int’ ta middle o’ next week!”
70’s mums, you didn’t argue with them. 😅
Love it!
Exactly the way it was . excellent times , all rough and ready . you rolled with the rough and the smooth . no tears you had to show your metal for sure . walk home cut to ribbons , like a walking hospital case , black and blue parents saying . what u done now , ahh its just a little scratch , you will live . happy days .
Same happened to me 😂😂😂.
Back when your mother said if you fall out of that tree and break your leg ,don’t come running to me for sympathy.😂😂😂😂
61 a great year to be born👍 I fell off a pub roof in the 70s as you do and had to fake greater injury so my mum would not batter me with her Scholl sandles. No sympathy from mums in those days. Great women😂
A much safer world, not just for children but for everyone. Technology ,greed , and power has made this current world a very sinister place to be.
Unless Saville and his mates got you or the Yorkshire Ripper or Fred West
see what you did there !! oh no Rolf as well 😕
@@user-xk2ig4tc3f I was 18 when the Yorkshire Ripper was loose & I remember the bus driver always dropped me off outside my house coming home on a night out. The bus stop was only a couple of hundred yards away, but | was so scared to walk the distance in the dark.
Was born in 54, the 70’s were a great time to grow up. No toxic social media, just meet your friends at the pub and talk to each other. You could even disagree on things and still be mates.
Born in 62 I wouldn't change my childhood for these days had very little material things but far more freedom .
Growing up in the 60s and 70s is called " extreme sports " today .
And...UFC..at school 🤣😂
Me? I grew up in the 70s and 80s, so younger than you. A less complicated era to grow up in!
I grew up in the 60s and 70s, and indeed we didn't have all the fancy technology of today, but what you've never had, you can't miss! ... We managed just fine! And in some ways, better!
Absolutely!
Born in 1958, the sixties was my childhood. The seventies my teenage years into early adulthood. Of course there were fun times, but the late sixties was my parents' divorce. I remember my father attacking my mother. The whole divorce business and my mother's problems with solicitors really dragged on. The divorce was finalised in 1972. These days with divorce almost the norm, it's probably pretty normal. At the time however, I felt subconsciously I was different. I came from a broken home. But I had fun. In primary school which was Catholic, we had huge gang fights in the school playground. Nothing serious mind you, but the dinner ladies sometimes had to pull us kids off each other. I had henchmen at the ripe old age of nine and ten, who had to what they were told. Or else. I was never really a bad kid. If I was, I could have organised protection rackets, narcotics, etc. Which I didn't. Sigh.
I remember some kids shows from the sixties like Fireball XL5, Stingray with Troy Tempest and that mermaid, Marina I think she was. Thunderbirds of course and Batman with Adam West. Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea as well I really liked. The seventies stuff I don't know much about. We didn't have a TV for several years. I read books instead. There were TV shows I heard about, but never watched tbh. I remember my cousin and me, going cycling once in the middle of the night down an alley near a park in Hounslow. This must have been around 1970. A copper stopped us. He asked us where we were going at that time of night. We just said we felt like going for a bike ride in the middle of the night, which sounds bl**dy stupid, although it was true. He told us there were serious assaults down that alley, which was the first I'd heard of it. A few years later a girl was found murdered down a nearby alleyway. The assailant was finally caught. It was a police officer.
My childhood memories are mixed, to put it mildly. Fun times, but always that undercurrent of danger.
It was better in All ways , I would say, than for today's kids . All they seem to do is look at screens, they don't actually go out to play or muck about
I was born in 63, and as a child growing up in the seventies one of my fondest memories as to be those long hot summer holidays. We'd be out all day, only going home if we need food or medical attention
Haha, that’s true - u remember’76 summer, we went out every day..all day - with no drinks. You would drink whenever you came across a 🚰 tap. Fun times
Yep born in 67 looking for empty bottles in bushes to get the refund and sometimes climb the back fence of the shop to return them again then ten of us would go awimming .Had to sneak past the gypsy camp so their dogs wouldnt chase us 1976 brown as Fu-k
And mum was at home.
@@geeman4041if you were lucky you might have got a jam butty
@@perrylindsay6682 true, but if you were unlucky you may of got a tomato sauce sandwich instead !
I was born in 1964 and I'm so greatful for having experienced both the 70's and the 80's which were both great decades in my opinion. Sure, things were'nt perfect, but Britain was a far nicer country than it is now.
Yeah people today seem so stressed and angry and in a rush all the time. Everyone seems to have “mental health” issues and neighbours who don’t know each other 😔
You can say that again and again and again 🙌❣️I like look back and life was definitely a lot more simple and yes, Britain was actually Great😭
I was born in 67, like you said playing outside with your mates, building dens, climbing trees flying kites and gliders, hop scotch, hide and seek, British bulldog and all the things in this video, I feel sorry for kids today it's not the same. Thanks stew brill video 👍
Many thanks!
Definitely agree here.......
Agreed from a fellow 67 er. I still speak every day to my best mate since primary school.
You are therefore the same age as my brother Anthony. He had a burgeoning interest in computers by the end of the decade. I was born in 1970, so spent my first nine years then.
Far better than today with friends and like-minded people who thought the same and played the same. Piggyback fights, school ice slides, conkers, and swinging over a river with a dodgy rope. Hillwalking, woodland adventures, Discos and cider.
most of those things still exist
I'm still drinking the cider at 60.
Chucking a penknife effectively as an early game of Twister! Opposition had to place one foot where the penknife landed. Wouldn’t be allowed today but was fun in the 70s, penknife being a Christmas gift from parents to pre teen!
Don’t forget the “cocktail” of all your parents alcohol poured into a limeade returnable bottle, and maybe a pack of fags from the dispenser outside the post office for 45p 😭
Chucked playing conkers in the seventies ended up with a boxers nose
Born in '57, but so much of this is true for me too. One advantage not often spoken about is that we had closer links to parents and grandparents. I have photos of my mother as a little girl in the 30s, playing with friends in the same garden I played in 30 years later. And my grandfather, born 1887, would ask what I'd been doing all day and I'd say 'on my space ship, visiting Mars' , and he'd nod and say he'd visited the badlands of the US when he was a child (He came from mid Wales) and it was great to travel. You were allowed to be a child, not expected to worry about grown up things. Priceless. Thanks Mam & Dad.
When parents were parents and you knew you were loved. 👍🏻
I am a 65 year old man, who remembers with happiness the world as it was back then. My childhood was a healthy active one, we had respect and a sense of making do with the basics things in life. We would like but never want for things, that was the difference of a child from that era.
I was a ' Swap Shop ' kid...
My god.. 70's... weren't we in the right place at right time..
Poshpaws 😊
Yes, by Jove. I was born in 1970, so fit that criteria perfectly!
Take me back to the 70's, rather be there than here today !!
Born in 58, the 70s were great times, making go karts with pram wheels, riding my bike, staying until it was dark, ah, those were the days.
Me too mate 👍👍
Staying until dark?
Should've said staying out lol
When we had lights on our bikes wouldn't last long now
Yeah my brothers in Yorkshire made their own go carts out of old wood pram wheels and a bit of carpet for comfort and named them boogies
I was a teenager in the 70s and had a great time .Nobody ever mentions the doll called Tressy , you turned something in her back that made her hair grow. Does anybody remember her ????😊
She had a button on her belly to make her hair grow!! Loved my Tressy!
I remember Tressy , I used to visit a girl in our street because I didnt have any dolls but she had lots .Bless Mandy for letting me dress her dolls , Sindys and Tressys 😊
Did you have a pair of balls on a string you would smash together and nearly take your eye out.
I had a Tressy, her hair button stopped working & I could never get it back in lol.
I had a Tressy too 😊 along with Sindy, her car and horse, used to make them into a bridal parade in the garden, during the summer months, happy times 😊
I was born in 1963 I remember growing up in the 70s fab times.
Snap 1963 September
60 the day our Queen died me. No snow flakes kids back in our days😂
I was born in1963 also 2 good memories the summer of 76 and the silver jubilee street party of 77
January 1963
In those days there was a sense of optimism in the country, we had a plethora of good public services, we could see a doctor and dentist within a day or two, we had city’s full of good shops, we had great TV programs, not politically correct, but good solid family entertainment. Now look at our broken country, 🤮I wish I could go back to the 70s !
I was born in 66, and remember the 1970s so well, great childhood
Me too, 1966 !
Born summer 1966 in London, and grew up in the Midlands, fantastic memories of the 1970s better entertainment on the box too, as kids we mainly played outside and not sat in front of the box all day, none of the transsexual issues that we get now in 2024, boys were boys and girls were girls and some were tomboys but grew up to be decent women, the three decades I prefer are the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s and the music was better too. everything started to go downhill from the 1980s onwards. especially when the 24 hour television started up and multiple television channels, programmes went downhill too.
@@alexbernard8907 couldn't agree more ! & Same here, London 1966 !! Yes, everything was so much better, the music , TV, even with only 3 channels, there was always something of quality to watch , & the lovely telephones, etc, etc, I could go on and on ... And my favourite music is from the 60's & 70's too, yes , definitely downhill from the 80's onwards, Definitely
Me too, September 1966, in London. There was none of the clannishness that exists these days. All races played together, we didn't see colour...I loved my purple Chopper and my Blip game, I think I still have that somewhere. To think that passed for technology in those days 😅
Born in 1961 and had wonderful childhood in a loving family. I am so grateful that I lived through the seventies; best music TV and football
@bluebirdfrank. I was also born in 1961, have fabulous memories of my childhood, I feel sorry for the children of today.
Yep, born Feb 1961. Watching this has made me cry - it was a wonderful time! Wish I could go back!
I was born in 1961 best time ever so lucky to have grown up then if only we could go back ❤😢
Born 1970, so nine years younger than you all. Remember Play School, Play Away and my toy pandas when growing up!
So many of my friends already passed. The 60's and 70's were the best for so many reasons
I'm a child of the 70's, the best time was the summer holidays when we went out after breakfast met up with friends & played all day, maybe pop home for a drink something to eat or the usual a plaster 😂, after spending the day scrumping, bike riding or generally having fun we would all go back the the playground, there was a mass exodus when the church bell struck 5 for our tea, itwas an amazing time to be a kid ❤
OMG I'm 64 now and remember the swings on our council estate. Standing on the seat to swinging as high as you can and grasping hold for dear life when the bumps come. Also swinging high to see how far you could fly off (it was on grass )
There were always boys who said they'd gone "over the bar " on the swings ! Never saw it happen, but it seemed to be something to aspire to !
My teenage years, I'd go back in a heartbeat. Best year for music too IMO
I remember it well. Savlon and plasters were always on hand, and Mum was more worried about the hole you had put in your trouser knee than the skin you had taken off your own knee. Lost count of the number of trees i fell out of.
@sac43 It was the same in our house. I got my first pair of long trousers when I was 10. What WAS my mother thinking??? The same day I tore a hole in one knee on a nail while climbing a wall. I was given a good, sound spanking and put straight back into shorts until I was 13. But I loved wearing shorts so I didn't care😂😂😂
Savlon? You were spoilt! It was TCP - for the extra pain! 😂
@@SteveDullOf course i heard about the rough kids who's parents used TCP, but i wasn't allowed to mix with them.
@@General_Confusion 🤣🤣👍
Thanks for transporting me back to my childhood, of long hot summers exploring the countryside with a gang of friends on our bikes. With no mobile phones our ears were tunes for our mothers' voices, calling us in for tea. Some of us weren't so well off, so we would make our own toys and games and enjoyed them just as much as any that were shop bought. We were creative, inventive and intrepid. I feel somehow that with all this technology, kids of today are really missing out. That makes me sad.
Making our own sledges for the winter snow was such fun. Whole families would go to Pudding Hill to slide down to the stream at the bottom. Somebody brought a kitchen table and turned it over to use as a sledge. Another had a Pedigree Pram with the wheels removed. There were such fun times.
I was born in 71 and so wish I could go back to those simpler more creative days, Christmas in the 70's welcomed all those games between 4 of us and it was so so magical, I could cry thinking about how wonderful the times were back then, I had every Sindy doll going with all the accessories, I'm so blessed to have grown up in the 70's as a lot of us were, long summer holidays playing in our gangs, visits to the park where we would butterfly back to back down those huge slides, the witches hat was something like out of the funfair, all clinging on as we went sky high, the horse where we all sat behind each other as it bucked back and forth.....curly Wurlies the size of your arm eaten on our way back home with dirty faces and grazed knees...oh how I loved the 70's
Such wonderful days to be young.
I'm in my early sixties and I'm not sure how I survived my childhood days:
1. The 'Wind Tunnel' : an access tunnel between two railway lines that we would get to via a fairly sheer rock face. When inside we would wait for the trains to pass so that we could undergo incredible air pressure torments for a few seconds.
2. The first time I put my hand on a 240 volt transformer while trying to install a door bell on my bedroom door (age about 11).
3. Building rafts on the canal out of a pallet and some petrol cans, returning home covered in pond weed and getting ushered into a bath (no mister Matey because I was in trouble).
4. Terrifying (in retrospect) spears made from a length of bamboo, plenty of twine, a bifurcated playing card and a massive nail projected sling-shot style via a notch in the end.
5. Bows and arrows made on a similar principle as the spear but using those green sticks from the garden center (It's all getting a bit Lord of the Flies now)
6. The Bogey - the ultimate in 'Devil may care' childhood exuberance. A plank, some 2x4" a bolt and some pram wheels from the tip. A bit of string for guidance and hurtling down the steepest road we could find.
I'm surprised we survived to be the progenitors of gen x, y and z :)
Me and my childhood friend Brian made a raft from some wood and oil drums and took it out on the frog pond. The water was less than waist deep so the other kids wanted to be afloat on it and piled on and sunk it. We all went home soaking wet, but laughing.
But,if we ended up on a desert island,we'd be ok building shelter, finding food and water,and surviving....far more than today's kids...
Every generation looks back on their early years with fondness but there is some joyous about the simplicity of these times that appeal. Everyone knew their place in the world and seemed content. The lack of people, cars and filth on the streets also helps.
With emphasis on *FILTH!*
Yeah i wouldnt change a thing certainly wouldnt want to be born today
Yes a lot of it imported. 👍🏻
Oh my heart - it really only yearns for once place in time and that’s the 70’s. Best music, best tv and films, never being bored (unlike kids of today), best sweets and chocolates (please bring back Weekend chocolate 🙏🏻), being off school with a bowl of tomato soup and white bread. I could go on and on……
born in 63. loved the sweets in that era. a quarter of this and that, straight from the jar on the shelf.
Saturday morning tv a bowl of cereal and then out to play all day with my mates best years of my life the tv only 3 channels was great
We had a secure council house with a garden, school dinners meat and 2 veg, no endless school tests, no cars on the streets, and our parents didn't divorce. Pure childhood.
Our school dinners were very delicious. They were made in the school kitchen by women from the village. They were fresh made, tasty and plenty on the plate.
I was born in 1964 and have suvh fond memories of the 70's. Loved the Double Deckers and The Banana Splits. Swap shop and Magpie and of course Blue Peter. Also loved going out on my metal extendable roller skates. Being able to go the park on my bike and playing on swings and the witches hat were my fav. Making dens in the garden eating sweet tobaco😂 and fruit salad and black jacks! Miss those days. Things have changed so much and not really for the better😢
Black jacks🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣I think they’ve long been outlawed as racist haven’t they?
Them were the days I remember so well!!Did you have a pea shooter😂
Oh yes definitely
@@michelleedwards9848 😁👋
I was born in 1967 and experienced childhood in the '70s. I had a chopper bike, three action men, matchbox cars, dinky toys, a train set, Subbuteo, Scalextric, you name, I had it!! Those were the days. On Sundays in the summer I went out after lunch and didn't come back until 8pm. I went out for long bike rides for miles, played football games on the local 'greens', looked for girls to chat up and so on. Life was more human back then. Now we have become robots.
They were certainly great days to be young.
Same age as my brother Anthony! I am three years younger.
His house was a toy shop
Born ‘58. I absolutely loved my childhood - amazing (& weird!) TV programmes, Gerry Anderson’s amazing adventures, Dr WHo, Morecambe & Wise, shared TV with mates, incredible music and bands who looked a mess instead of choreographed manicured marketing machines, the Raleigh Chopper, playing in the woods and on the beach. We went out on our own with 10p to spend and no frantic parents worrying we’d been abducted or worse.
Growing up in grim 1970's Birmingham, I remember my first transistor radio being a life-changing event. Late at night in bed, I would stifle the sound under my blankets as it transported me to other worlds: listening to bizarre and incredible music on John Peel, and foreign football commentaries from exotic sounding far-off places like Milan, Munich, Florence and Naples, vowing I would one day see them.
I was born in 65 and i remember playing football in the park till dark when we would say 'next goal wins ' lol. Lot's of respect for your elders and if you hadn't you would get a 'whack' lol.
In the 50's after dark in the winter you would hear the mothers in the streets calling out their children's names to come home.
Loved this !..born in 61 and if i had one wish it would be the world to go back to these times..hate how everything has changed so much and how children these days are glued to screens etc ...Thankyou for taking me back 😊
My pleasure!
Same here!
You’re not alone. The U.K. is a shell of what it was....I feel trapped.
I was born in 1968 and I remember all the TV programmes, and I was a tiswas addict. We used to go to the local woods, build dens, light fires with matches stolen from mums kitchen. Drink water from springs coming out the ground. Follow the course of the local stream in our wellies and eat sweets and chocolate without regards for our diet. Aah!, the good old days!!.
Great days indeed!
You had wellies ??? Luxury !
This could have been me writing this absolutely spot on
Born in 55 but fond memories of the 70s when everyone knew how to have fun, we needed so little and valued family, friendship and community, it makes me perfectly content to be old enough to remember.
I went from 5 through to 15 in that glorious decade. An amazing time to be a kid.
Candles lighting the house in 73
Sunburnt in the long hot summer of 76 heatwave, out all day till it got dark, playing football, riding my chopper or playing run outs with pals in the housing estate. Hanging upside down on the monkey bars.
Riding a Beano or Dandy album on a roller skate down the hill. Picked up many a scar in the 70s which I look back on with fond memories and pride reminiscing how I got each of them!
I was born in 1970 and I'm not being nostalgic, it was objectively a wonderful time to be a child. If the 60s was the decade of the teenager, the 70s was the decade of childhood. We had enormous amounts of freedom from a very young age. I have s 15 year old nephew and he's only just started going out on his own. I was going out on my own around the neighborhood at the age of 3. It was a lot of rough and tumble for sure. The worst thing I remember is school. Teachers were absolutely brutal and that's changed, so that's definitely an improvement. One of my abiding memories is running home to watch The Six Million Dollar Man, absolutely loved it.
I loved being a kid in the 70s, great days, no one arguing with faceless people on the net we actually talked and played together. Simpler more pleasant times.
I was born in '66. I particularly remember the long hot summers of the 70's that just seemed to go on forever.
Also playing in the school yard. Anyone remember playing "crazy train", where a gang of you would all line up like a train hanging onto the jumper of the one in front of you. Then you'd charge around the yard as fast as you could go until whoever was at the back was, inevitability, flung off.
Our school jumpers must have been ruined. But no-one seemed to mind!
Yes it did wonderful times
@@Buster_Piles Oooh Matron!
The summers did seem better then. So much for climate change
There summer of '76. That was a scorcher.
@@joannamillan8882we did that too. We used to call it the Cho cho train game.
Yes a tear and regret, where did I go, from a youngeen to an oldie 😢
I agree where has the time gone
Me too, miss those days😢 I'd love to go back❤
I’m a 70s child and my fondest memory is watching Robinson Crusoe on a Saturday morning. Although my children were born in the early 2000s, they grew up watching only 70s kids programs, Camberwick green, thunderbirds, wacky races, hectors house etc….They were always outside, they virtually never played computer games and you know what? They are now better adults for it!
That's lovely to hear!
Black Beauty!😊
Wow, that's right Robinson Crusoe. Did it used to be double billed with The Count of Monte Cristo?
@@davidpaterson3443 I can’t remember the count being on after Crusoe. I’ve got the dvd of Crusoe and my son and I watch it now and then. Do you remember the music? A truly iconic theme.
@@atae7185I can't remember the music, but I'm sure going to CZcams it. 👍
Born 1959....absolutely loved❤the 70's...still do.
Great music, fashion, food.
I had the games shown on here, and my favourites were kerplunk and Mousetrap.
Long lazy hot summer days with a large group of friends, we caused no problems to anyone and that summer of 74 was a killer.
I renember the strikes going on everywhere, the power cuts ( had plenty of candles) the freezing cold mornings with no heating getting ready for school ( no central heating then only coal fire).
I remember the school bus being on time and they were frequent finishing school at 4pm😂 getting home around 5:30 ish. Homework before teatime, bit of tv (totp on Thursdays)then bedtime.
Thanks for sharing these memories. Kids today have no idea ... I feel sorry for them.
We cherished the children's programmes on TV simply because they were in very short supply. Usually, slightly less than 2 hours a day, from 4pm to about 5.40. Consisting of about 4-5 shows at the most. BBC1 would, generally, be the channel of choice in our house. We would occasionally venture onto, 'the other side', but it usually the top, first button on the TV set that was selected. Of course, it wasn't just kids TV we watched. There were plenty of sitcoms, cop shows and sci-fi/fantasy type shows, some from the US, that we'd also watch, among them, 'Starsky & Hutch', 'Charlie's Angels', 'Star Trek', 'The Six Million Dollar Man', 'The Bionic Woman', 'Are You Being Served?', 'Dad's Army', and of course, 'Doctor Who!' Saturday night TV was considered the highlight of the week, what with, 'The Generation Game', and whatever movie they put on afterwards to keep up entertained. We'd often get into the spirit of, 'Saturday night at the movies, and watch it with the, 'big light', off in the living room, to make it feel a bit like you were watching in a cinema.
School holidays were the highlight of our existences, back in the 70's. Especially the longer one we got for summer. For one thing, we got another hours' worth of TV in the mornings. There were a few cartoons, the Banana Splits, The Wombles and Jackanory, as well as the obligatory Why Don't You? After that, the rest of the day was ours to do as we pleased with, whether it be going out to play with friends who lived in the same street, or to the local park to play on the swings and roundabout. I was lucky enough to live not too far from a beach, but wasn't allowed to go there on my own. In fact, I got told off a few times for doing exactly that.
Wonderful memories of a great time to be a kid.
I remembered Monkey every Friday evening about 6
Born in 64. The greatest playground ride was the long plank swing. A teenager each end driving it higher and faster. No getting off. Terrifyingly magical
I remember that. I fell off and broke my left wrist.
The good old ankle breaker.. I'm almost sure that's what we called the " Shuggie Boat " on Tyneside.. terrifying though...
Born in 1970, remember the 70s still, junior school, christmas, playing outside.
Being outside till late, but only came in the day top of the pops was on. Playing skipping, hand clapping, playing 2 tennis balls on the wall, marbles and playing jacks( still have them somewhere) building camps. So many memories, so fit, back in the day. You wanna see me now! 😭
In the winter months it got dark around 5 pm. Our bed time was 9 o'clock. We would gather around the electric street light and kick the lamp post to turn it on early with a big shout of hurrah when we managed to do it.
And don,t forget handstands against the wall, the thing you put on one leg with elastic that held a ball that you jumped over with the other foot, space hoppers and hair bobbles.
OMG, 63 vintage, everything you've shown i remember. Plus...banana splits on the telly, yes i had a chopper. My dad got me one of those small tinny transistor radios from somewhere, id stay up with an earpiece in listening to radio Luxembourg! Fading in and out of course! Airfix kits,dinky toys, mouse trap we did it all. Streetlight curfew, HWH..Home when hungry! Mum might make us a "picnic lunch" just so as we'd stay out all day so she'd get some housework done. Setting up dens in the woods, the huge rope swing that swung out over a huge bank probably a 20' drop at the extreme end. AND WE SURVIVED! well mostly! Scrapes and scratches, bumps and bruises all de riguer! I do feel honoured that i was part of this generation, its all a bit safe and sanitary for young ones today. Its been force fed into us im afraid- i watch my granddaughter playing and think "oh crikey shes going to hurt herself" when i was her age my parents/ grandparents would " he'll learn quick enough! Tell me im wrong!
Ah, Radio Luxembourg... those were the days!
Born in 1967. The 70s was definitely a good time to be a child. I'd go cycling all around the countryside from the age of about 9. Parents would make a packed lunch, tell you to be home before dark and give you a few 2p coins to make a phone call from a telephone box if anything went wrong.
The Witches Hat you referred to, we called it The Umbrella. Outside of parks, we spent a lot of time breaking through corrugated barriers to enter 'the dump' which was land that previously had either prefabs or Victorian terraced houses and we built camps to hide in and affixed ropes to bloody high trees to swing on, usually with an old tyre to sit on. We even climbed aloft flat roof buildings, stuck a couple of old mattresses or loads of boxes below and dared who would take the first leap. Yes, many of us did have the odd broken bone and one particular friend by the name of Micky Wakefield even clamped down his teeth through his tongue. He stuck it out and showed it to us all like a badge of honour and then waited for his Dad to drive him to the A&E. I even split the skin on my shin and there your saw my shin bone in all it's glory. My Dad tutted and just mutted, 'stone me, boy, not again'.
Dangerous days but great fun!
Life seemed so much simpler and innocent back then. As a lad born in ‘72 this was a great piece of nostalgia. I always remember the long school holidays when nobody worried if you’d been out for 6 or 7 hours only returning home for teatime. Our favourite “game” in the park? Standing our bikes up 5ft in front of the swings and jumping off to clear them, gradually moving them further and further away until the inevitable crunch of legs and bike frame happened , best fun we ever had,
Fantastic times.
Innocent we were, but more streetwise than our cotton wool offspring were allowed to be.
Born at end of 1963 I had an amazing childhood with no possessions, all the clothes I had would have fitted in a shopping bag ! We made our own fun with nothing, shared everything, the words stress and mental health were not in our vocabulary! I lived in woolton in Liverpool amazing place a tiny village for over 1000 yrs and a that time expanding as part of Liverpool, I wish I was there now 😢😢😢❤
70s kid here, you can't beat those wonderful times the freedom to be out all day with your mates. Going home for dinner and doing it all again the next day.
So great to go back I didn't see the big horse with loads of seat so we could all get on hours of fun shame kids of today never had this fantastic times ❤
We have one of those horses in the play park of the village I live in. Still sneak a go every so often 😅
So jealous ours went a long time a go😊
We had "Happy Days" horse and cart with seats come to our village sometimes three or four times a year in the summer months. For one penny we got a round trip of a few streets and neighbours would come out to wave at us as we passed.
Born in 63, I have such great childhood memories growing up in the 70's. Lots of playing in the woods, on bikes, making our own entertainment. No Digital gadgets.
Just healthy, simple fun
I miss those days.
Great video. I was born in 70 and I'd give anything to go back to those times. My parents were alive, I had so much fun and so much hope for the future. I had so many friends back then, it was a glorious time. I'm 53 now and unfortunately I can't stand this country anymore. Perhaps I should build a time machine out of a DeLorean.
A kid of 1966. I feel so blessed. Had wonderful parent's, and fantastic siblings. They really were special times of fun and innocence. Great tv, Marine Boy, being my favourite, and great music. Grew up in Cardiff, didn't have much, but didn'tt need much, just a great group of friends, and endless imagination.
Oh wow I forgot about marine boy with his oxygum 🤣
@@simonjones2240 Fantastic😀
I'm so glad I was a child of the 70s. As an adult it was probably difficult but as a kid, I reckon it was one of the best decades. Comics, films and TV were the best, confectionery was amazing choices and the long hot summers full of bicycle adventures
You won’t believe me but I was out at age 6 onwards…skateboards bikes man hunt cars etc etc…back for dinner..walked to school on own…I realise how lucky I was to grow up in the last age of freedom.wonderfull.
I was born in 62 remember so well griwing up the n the 70's,also the heatwave in 76 my mum never saw me until dinner time i was out all day.
I was born 62 too now living in Australia but also remember the summer of 76
On a Saturday morning my mates and I used to go to the cinema and watch flash Gordon. The 70s the best years of a childs life. Imagination and fun times no health and safety. Just enjoy yourselves. Magic years
I remember being dropped off at the Saturday morning matinee in Watford, about 1968 era, mum and dad would go and do the shopping and pick us up afterwards, it cost sixpence to see a movie then. How times have changed, for the worse.
Born in 65. Many a bump cuts and scars to prove it , but loved every minute of my childhood in the 70's.
I fell from the top of one of those big metal slides straight onto tarmac, one night in hospital with concussion, went on holiday to Barry Island the next day. Good times.
I was born in 1960 so remember playing out all day in the 60 s and early 70 s
Born in 1972 growing up was just the best playing out skipping riding our bikes watching kids TV cracker Jack blue peter and not forgetting christmas how magical it was family mum,dad sis gran nan even uncle Arthur would come on christmas day fantastic times .
Born 1962 so the 70’s were an amazing to me. The street light flickered or our tummy’s rumbling was a time to go home signal. When you woke at the crack of dawn to play out all day on those playgrounds you mentioned. I remember one such day when I was so excited to go down the huge mental slide 🛝 I’d not noticed the piece of bent mental sicking out half way down. When my friends screamed and I looked to see blood trickling down my leg. Off to the hospital and 30 stitches later, then moaning at my mum the next day… “Ahhhh please mum can I go out!! Pleeeeeese”. Yep even us girls were tougher back in the day 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I was born 62 and brought up on a council estate in walsall in the 70s....greatest days of my life ❤...thanks for the memories stu.
My pleasure!
I was born in 1950.I remember the 50’s,60’s and the 70’s.The 70’s was a
decade of change.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️.
The playground in the local park used to have two metal slides, one taller than the other which was enclosed at the top so you couldn’t fall from the highest part.
Winters really were cold. No central heating, single glaze windows and just a coal fire in the living room. I remember there being a thin layer of ice in the upstairs toilet and icicles from the taps.
I remember mum throwing coats on our bed in winter to keep us warm. And the electric blackouts I thought dead exciting 😅
Ours was an outside lavatory. The water tank above was cast iron and the water often froze at night so you could not flush it.
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My mother put extra coats on the bed and we had a hot brick from the oven wrapped in a piece of blanket. The bed sheets were freezing cold when you first got in.
@@redmi9834 omg a house brick.you win lol we used a hot waterbottle sometimes..but I hated the rubber smell of it and ooooooh I used to hate getting into the cold sheets.
What about the rocking horse thingy? Solid metal with about 6 seats you all sat on then rocked back and forth to get it going up and down - we stood on it at the back and got catapulted 10ft in the air - brilliant but obviously so dangerous 😮
Hell yeah 😂 vicious but fun
Loved it!
😂Yes they were amazing 😅
That was scary
Health and safety regulation would ban that these days.
Definitely Swapshop! - Also the decade that Grange Hill started! I was too small for a Chopper so I got a Chipper. I conquered the Witches Hat , and those multi seat swinging see-saw things that were an amputation just waiting to happen. One thing you missed - we made stuff. I made model aeroplanes - plastic kits, balsa kits, scratch built 1/100 scale WW1 biplanes out of paper and matchsticks.... kids just don't make stuff anymore. Wonderful memories.
I’m a child of the 70s and I desperately miss that time.
I am so glad I am a child of the 70’s, fun times but there was still discipline and respect.
Superb nostalgia as always. Born in 1969, I witnessed the development on the country through young eyes. It was tougher in lots of ways in the 70's. Without 'smartphones' society was so much more easy going. Swap Shop for me.
We still had Pawn shops in our village that still did good business
It was a privilege to grow up during that decade, makes me grateful to have been there.
With all my family now gone I often find myself going back to these days as a child, I have a list in my CZcams of all the theme tunes of the programs me and my sister used to watch, it’s a strange feeling listening to them, it makes you feel happy and sad at the same time.
Yes, theme tunes from the past can bring back such memories.
This is so spot on. The accidents I had in the play ground, they WERE dangerous. Boiling hot sides. Getting thrown off the seesaw. Getting my leg trapped under the round about. Sticking to seats in the car. Seat belts! What were those. Swap shop all the way. Silver Christmas trees and black Jack's and fruit salads.
I'd go back in a heartbeat 😢.
Oh god the best years of my (early) life - please take me back there!
I was born in 1967 and loved growing up in the 70’s and 80’s. So many memories and life was so less stressful and money driven. So sad the world has changed so much. That’s why we all love the escapism of nostalgia like this video❤
Buying banger fireworks from local shop saying you was 16 while in uniform from school .petrol from New Holland garage for the clapped out Honda CB 50 and told around the back as your not 16 . Going to the cinema in Scunthorpe to watch the film The Deep when we were 14 when asked our age we said 16 , we said yes then we was let in ,what a lovely lovely childhood it ended for me in 1980 I joined the British Army 24 years later ,I left with no regrets to my childhood of the 70s it was my building block for life and have a few funny tales to tell .😂
Born in 71, so many joyful memories watching this.
Cartoon Time, Scooby Doo, Tom &Jerry, all amazing stuff to watch as a kid while eating your tea, then out and playing 50 a side football in the park until the street lights came on. Such brilliant times!
Ah, those were the days. Some long summer days I'd be out with mates all day and only came back when I got hungry or when it got dark.
100%, just what life was like as a bin lid, mates, fun and push bikes!