I was a kid when playing on the estate where I lived was the norm.
Summer was for riding my bike and playing in the garden.
A trip to the seaside was like a big lottery win.
I'd drink coke and eat crisps in the pub garden whilst my parents sometimes had a drink in a pub.
Sunday lunchtime was when we all sat around the dining table.
Saturdays meant a trip into town to do some shopping.
Television was worth watching.
There were very few cars parked in my street.
Doctors would make house calls.
No-one had a cheeseburger π delivered to their homes.
Music πΆ was great.
I played football β½οΈ in the park with my brother.
We didn't carry knives with us when we went to school.
Fish and chips were affordable.
Newspapers were worth reading.
Cadbury's chocolate was delicious.
Easter didn't offend people.
Mail was delivered twice a day.
We said please and thank you.
CHAVS and hoodies didn't exist.
Money went further.
When it was hot outside it was because the sun was shining, and not global warming.
We put all of our rubbish in one metal dustbin.
Britain was British.
I could go on, but I think you get what I'm trying to say...