steve_gus
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posted on 28/7/05 at 09:20 PM |
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Child of the seventies?
Having a few spare moments, i did some searching on retro stuff. One was the drink Cresta (anyone over 40 remember that?). I cam up with this neat
little bit of writing, likely to go way over the head of anyone post 1970s.....
Can the Can
By Robin Parkinson
This beautiful can of Strawberry Cresta ('it's frothy, man' was going to be my passport to ecstasy. I trembled as I watched it
rumble closer. Here was proof; prayers were answered. God had caused it to fall from her satchel, just as he had caused her to sit on just the right
seat. I would scoop the can up and present it to her on bended knee. We would laugh. She would blush, bowled over by my manly savoir faire and my best
purple loon-pants. I would invite her to my sister's party. She would blush again, and accept. At last it would really happen.
I had been feverish for weeks. From the day I saw her, Rebecca had completely replaced Suzi Quattro, and even the blonde one from 'Pan's
People', in my dreams. My sister told me she was in the same year as me and she had just won her bronze medal for lifesaving. So had I! It was
clear we were fated for each other.
The can lurched to a halt. So did my heart. 'Come on,' I begged it, 'Just a bit further'. The can considered this for a
second, then shrugged its shoulders and continued towards me. This was better than when the new supply teacher had turned up in hot-pants, this was
better than the strip-tease 'Pan's People' did, one unbelievable 'Top of the Pops', to 'Coconut Airways',
this was better than playing 'Top Trumps' and beating a FW-190 with a Fiesler Storch! My head span. 'Now!' I thought. I
reached forward and -
'This yours, love?' The burly hand of the conductor swooped down, swept the can up and handed it to her. 'Looked like he was going
to nick it.'
Rebecca glanced at me. 'Yeah,' she said, 'He's like that. I don't like him. He's creepy.'
I stared at her for a long, shocked moment. Eyes stinging and ears burning I lunged from my seat and clattered down the stairs.
I took a different 'bus to school after that.
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Snuggs
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posted on 29/7/05 at 08:19 AM |
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Memory may be starting to go but didn't Cresta come in bottles not cans ????
[Edited on 29/7/05 by Snuggs]
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Spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does.
I doubt therefore I may be.
Luposlipophobia : Fear of being chased by wolves around a freshly waxed kitchen floor, while wearing only socks on your feet.
My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!
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donut
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posted on 29/7/05 at 09:08 AM |
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Yup sure did and it had a polar bear as a logo too didn't it?
I feel SO old
Andy
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
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marcyboy
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posted on 29/7/05 at 09:35 AM |
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didn't cresta do a cream soda as well hhmm,
and didn't you get money back on the bottles like other makes like corona and r whites... r whites ...i'm a secret lemonade drinker
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Snuggs
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posted on 29/7/05 at 11:48 AM |
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Anybody remember strawberry and cream flavoured BLOBS. (sweets not condoms)
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Spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does.
I doubt therefore I may be.
Luposlipophobia : Fear of being chased by wolves around a freshly waxed kitchen floor, while wearing only socks on your feet.
My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!
http://www.venganza.org
http://www.jesusandmo.net/
http://www.snuggs.co.uk
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marcyboy
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posted on 29/7/05 at 06:10 PM |
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quote: Originally posted by Snuggs
Anybody remember strawberry and cream flavoured BLOBS. (sweets not condoms)
never heard of em
and there is a pain worse than treading on an upturned plug...
treading on a drawing pin.... well pulling it out anyhow
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steve_gus
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posted on 29/7/05 at 06:36 PM |
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I thought cresta came in cans as well. The most memorable thing about it was the colours. You could have dyed anything dayglo with it.
atb
steve
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Peteff
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posted on 29/7/05 at 06:40 PM |
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I'll tell you what hurts.
Treading barefoot on Lego in the dark, the little 4 stud bricks don't half come keen. Remember Orozo hard liquorice and Imps, they were the
stuff to keep you quiet.
yours, Pete
I went into the RSPCA office the other day. It was so small you could hardly swing a cat in there.
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DaveFJ
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posted on 1/8/05 at 11:36 AM |
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Moon dust anyone? (or was it space dust?)- yes I know it had a brief revival a few years ago...
Dave
"In Support of Help the Heroes" - Always
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DarrenW
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posted on 1/8/05 at 12:11 PM |
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ha ha - IMPS. We are now at a point where i can join the conversation. I can just remember them.
Spangles?
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timf
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posted on 1/8/05 at 01:07 PM |
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mojos and blackjacks
hmmm
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DaveFJ
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posted on 1/8/05 at 01:28 PM |
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mmm black jacks - 4 for 1p
Dave
"In Support of Help the Heroes" - Always
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marcyboy
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posted on 2/8/05 at 08:23 AM |
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not 4 for 1d
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907
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posted on 2/8/05 at 11:14 AM |
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Gob stoppers.
The answer to everything.
A young kid "F in" at their mum in the street.......
Shove a gob stopper in their mouth.
Get home after a hard days work and the wife prattles on about everything......
Shove a gob stopper in her mouth.
Someone scratches yer car.......
Shove 50 gob stoppers in their mouth.
Paul G
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DarrenW
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posted on 2/8/05 at 12:29 PM |
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i used to like a finger of fudge as a kid but darent ask for it anymore!!!
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the_parson
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posted on 2/8/05 at 02:46 PM |
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quote: Originally posted by DarrenW
i used to like a finger of fudge as a kid but darent ask for it anymore!!!
Haha, indeed. At the time it was just enough to give your kids a treat.
Now it's just enough to get sent down for 5 to 10.
Have you done six impossible things before breakfast?
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