Saw all of them except Fireball XL5. I t started just after we moved to Wales, and where I lived couldn't receive ITV for about 5years.

I remember watching Quatermass and the Pit from behind the sofa.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quatermass_and_the_Pit

Wikipedia suggests I would have been 8 years old at the time.

Me too! Scary stuff!  

There also used to be a compilation of Science Fiction and Horror film clips shown late on TV now and again (programme was a predecessor to Barry Norman's Film 'whatever year'). Showed clips from Quatermass, Them, War of the Worlds, Dracula and Frankenstein (old black & white versions). Should have been in bed but used to creep up to the living room door and watch it behind my parent's backs. Scared the hell out of me!

Another creepy TV programme.

"A Rubovian Legend."

The guy who posted this youtube video says, "This was a puppet show for kids in the early 60's. It used to scare the 'bejazus' out of me."   
Totally agree.



More info here for Imagination fans:-

http://www.turnipnet.com/whirligig/tv/children/other/rubovia.htm

Quote from: jimduncanuk on 19 February 2016, 04:24:54 PM
I remember watching Quatermass and the Pit from behind the sofa.

That WAS creepy, at that age !

The 'Rubovian Legend' looks vaguely familiar......At least, the puppets do. 
Can't remember much about it though.

Cheers - Phil

One tv show that has always stuck in my mind was Anzacs.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anzacs_(TV_series)

I must have caught an the one episode back in 1985. Looking on Wiki it was probably either #3 or #4.

I can remember it being set in France or Flanders. The Anzacs were lying in wait awaiting the Germans to approach from their front. One Anzac hears a noise, gets up and looks over the stone wall of the field they were lying in wait in, and sees all the Germans in the next-door field all laid out in preparation to ambush the Anzacs. Both Commonwealth and German forces positioned sideways parallel to each other, expecting the other to come from the same direction through the fog to their front, when in reality they're side by side and within spitting distance. Obviously all Hell then broke out, and a rapid redeployment to the flanks performed.

I have it on DVD..good series . Bit of an Australian institution

Milk being delivered and the tops being pecked by the birds before you got to it.

Scampi in a basket.

Barrel glasses in pubs. Proper bitter on tap.

Peking, Bombay, Yugoslavia, East Germany

Look and Learn comic

Men on the streets selling newspapers - shouting unintelligible things 

Quote from: fsn on 19 February 2016, 08:55:57 PM

Men on the streets selling newspapers - shouting unintelligible things 

eee-n-yous

(Evening News)

Quote from: fsn on 19 February 2016, 08:55:57 PM
Men on the streets selling newspapers - shouting unintelligible things 

Quote from: jimduncanuk on 19 February 2016, 09:14:16 PM
eee-n-yous

(Evening News)

Brilliant! So true.

Almost everyone in India still calls it Bombay, I'm told.

The Indians I dealt with at work who were based  there referred exclusively to Pune, Mumbai, etc. Perhaps it depends on who you are talking to though - big country after all.

Very big.

By the way, and off topic, Johannesburg (or, to locals, Jo'burg or Joeys), goes by the rather more attractive Egoli in the Nguni languages: "City of Gold". Though anything less El Dorado-like (barring Bloemfontein and Birmingham) would be hard to build.

When this thread was in topic? 

 

I hear a rumour that one of our members is being rather shy about his memories. Here are his (in italics). Can you guess who it is? 

Quote from: fsn on 19 February 2016, 08:55:57 PM

Milk being delivered and the tops being pecked by the birds before you got to it.
~ Milk being pasteurised and bottled for the first time.
Scampi in a basket.
~ Head in a basket.
Barrel glasses in pubs. Proper bitter on tap.
~ Pewter tankards in taverns. Ale and mead from the barrel.
Peking, Bombay, Yugoslavia, East Germany.
~ Palmyra, Byzantium, Dacia, Prussia.
Look and Learn comic.
~ Mercurius Aulicus weekly pamphlet.
Men on the streets selling newspapers - shouting unintelligible things.
~ Town criers making public announcements - shouting unintelligible things.

[edit: er, this rambles and strays off-topic by the time I reach the end. Whoops!    Probably should be titled A Brief History Of My Hobby ]

Buying a metal GW figure for £1.25... and then pestering my parents to buy me a whole Skaven (ratmen) army of them.

They did. I didn't paint them. I sold them on eBay. Now would have been worth a lot (they were the old stuff pre-1993, that Andy Chambers made an army from in WD 137 if memory serves me correct).

Only playing GW games. It was actually so much easier. Buying from just the one manufacturer. Paints, flock, books, terrain. Turning up at school and there was already a collection of players. Richmond (Yorkshire) started a GW club, with adults and teenagers. Then Colburn followed suit, and soldiers and airmen came along from the various barracks on Catterick. Games were easy and plentiful to find. Life was good.

I ventured into historicals and tried other manufacturers (Pendraken being one of the first). Not so easy to figure out how to play historical wargames. Only people I could find played GW. Couldn't get a game. Couldn't figure out how to collect an army properly. Didn't understand all the historical rules and regulations. Life was hard.

Went back to playing GW games. GW opened a shop at Darlington, making my hobby even easier to enjoy.

The Internet came along.

I stopped playing tabletop games.

A decade past. I sold a lot of the stuff I previously had.

I found a number of historical players. Opportunities for games appeared left, right and centre. Shows popped up all other the country. More wargames sellers came into existence in the North East.

I ended up sorting through my lead pile, seeing what I could sell to help finance my 10mm ACW project. I came upon a box file, no idea what was inside it. 6mm resin buildings from Timecast. Hedges too. These were the stuff I used for terrain for BKC. I pulled out the box file below, again, having no idea what was inside. 10mm, painted, late war Germans based for BKC. Armour. Nebelwerfers. Some infantry. 80%+ of a BKC force.

Life was again good.

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Do you remember...

Brut. For men.



The Milk Tray advert

Quote from: FierceKitty on 20 February 2016, 12:29:00 AM
Almost everyone in India still calls it Bombay, I'm told.

So do I. After all I don't call Paris Paree or Munich Munchen, in the same way as the French always refer to Londres. Why should I then start calling other places by different names just because the guilt-ridden politically correct brigade think it should be done. So I will continue to consider Peking as the capital of China and Pressburg the capital of Slovakia.
And one day I might even visit Greece (someone, doubtless, will want me to start calling it Ellas before too long).

As an ex-librarian I have to say this made more of an impact on me than Brut adverts did.