A Strong Coffee: The Olden Days

Thursday, 6 February 2014

The Olden Days

Big man often asks me what it was like in "olden days."

By this he means the eighties/nineties/anytime before he was born in 2007.

At first I was a little put out by this, but then I thought about how much things had changed. When Minority Report came on at the cinema, I thought it was a great film, but was never going to happen. Now I am on the computer, and adverts are popping up of things I might like to buy based on recent searches. God forbid I might try and surprise my husband for his birthday. If he logs onto our laptop he can see which Superdry t-shirts in the men's section I have been looking at. He knows my Dad isn't into Superdry and I certainly don't have enough hours in the day to have an affair. I have a smart meter that beeps and tells me off if I have the tumbledryer, washing machine and dishwasher on at once. Infact you can even get an app for your mobile so you can control your heating and hot water when you are out and about. No more getting into a cold house and keeping your coat on until it warms up. Now we are moving into a world where minority report is becoming a reality.

So thinking about it, I can see why big man asks about the "olden days" as life has changed so much. When I was his age our phone was stuck to a wall and could not be moved. I used to live in a world where rather than solely rely on your mobile to meet freinds, you had to be where you said you would be at a set time. You would use maps to find where you would meet so there was no worry of a lack of 3G signal. If you wanted to find things out you would take a trip to the library. You washed up by hand. TV's were small. Some were black and white. You went out to go shopping and the only man to bring daily food to your door was the milkman. There was no Mario and Sonic to entertain you. For a fun we would spend weeks programming our ZX spectrum to come up with a basic flying game. It was a very different world. Not better or worse, just different. So those are my memories of the olden days. What are yours?



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5 comments:

Kim Carberry said...

hahaha! My girls call the years that I was growing up the 'olden days' too.....Makes me feel ancient!!

Louise Fairweather said...

Don't! I worry if its low on battery.

Louise Fairweather said...

I know! I thought he meant 1800's not a few years ago

JessMcGlynn said...

Mine too! I also to know all my friend's phone numbers off by heart as I called them so often. Now I just rely on my phone, I don't even know my own number!

pippasmum said...

I didn't own (or use) a computer until I went off to uni in 1990. I remember 6 side history a-level essays being handwritten every Sunday. The tennis (or squash if you were really clever) game on the television, and then getting a commodore 64 with adventure games where you had to tell it what to do, and getting the response "don't know how to *********" then getting really cross with it and telling it to do all sorts of unmentionable things. Also thinking you were really great because you had a personal stereo to play your tapes in. Boob tubes, pedal pushers, raa-raa skirts and dresses, oh now you really have got me started.....