Spending your pocket money at Nuxley Toys in Bexleyheath (not Toys R Us!!). I still remember the musty / cardboard smell with all the toys piled high to the ceiling and the bins in the middle of the shop that held the pocket money toys.
I can remember going there as soon as I got any Birthday money etc to get the latest Star Wars figures. Sadly only one branch left now (there were 4 at one time) in Gravesend. Toys still piled high and cheap!
Its Kit Krazy (the one where you could get the Airfix models etc...) in Bexleyheath that I always preferred to Nuxley Toys.
Really good to see them still going whenever I drive up Bexleyheath High Street
The old man who used to come over on the boat from France and knock on the door selling his French Onions, He was laden with them but used to sell 'em all
Rag and Bone man, would shout at the top of his voice, ANY OLD IRON.
Catching a green line 725 bus From Widmore Green(Bromley) To Heathrow, No Longer runs. Swimming in the outdoor pool at Holy Trinity Convent, Plaistow Lane Bromley. Now Turned into Apartments Getting free crackling with chips wrapped up in newspaper, local Chippy at Holmesdale road, Bromley.
Catching a green line 725 bus From Widmore Green(Bromley) To Heathrow, No Longer runs. Swimming in the outdoor pool at Holy Trinity Convent, Plaistow Lane Bromley. Now Turned into Apartments Getting free crackling with chips wrapped up in newspaper, local Chippy at Holmesdale road, Bromley.
The rasta tramp in Woolwich used to scare the bejesus out of me by the under pass on John Wilson street
And sarge the Woolwich tramp by the fountain always looked out for him and gave him a few quid and food, if the tales were true I reckon that's how I'd end up,
I can't remember his name, but the black tramp allegedly, lost all of his family in a fire.
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Portable tv's that had a dial rather than buttons.
Trams leaving Eltham high st, going to Well Hall an Woolwich
Really good to see them still going whenever I drive up Bexleyheath High Street
Rag and Bone man, would shout at the top of his voice, ANY OLD IRON.
Scrumping for fruit.
Charlton Lido (now restored I believe)
Waking up in the winter with ice on the inside of the window!
Tizer with ice cream in it.
Toast and dripping for tea on a Sunday
When the money had run out by Thursday, sugar sandwiches for tea - yum!
My first pair of football boots that had the studs nailed onto them
Wiping your arse with sheets of torn up newspaper.
Getting caught short in the woods and wiping your arse with a dock leaf
the only shopping centre we had iirc and I loved it there