neb: OK, boomers.

If ever there was one phrase that really grates my gears...and I am not even a Boomer. 

Handsomedan:

 

neb: OK, boomers.

 

If ever there was one phrase that really grates my gears...and I am not even a Boomer. 

 

Don't take the bait, @neb 's no spring chicken 😛 And I'm sure he knows full well it should be OK Gen X

Dad taught us kids how to build amazing paper airplanes, they would fly for ages (actually similar in design to the dart that won the worlds longest paper dart throw a few years ago). 

During Guy fawkes, we'd attach a double happy to the paper airplane, light the fuse and give it good throw.... if you had good timing the plane would explode in midair and crash to the ground. Joy!

Double happys were soon banned, leaving us with tom thumbs (tiny double happys that were also subsequently banned).    Older kids would tell us stories about thunderbolts (i think that was the name, basically extra large double happys). 

I reckon the 80's was an awesome time go grow up. 

surfisup1000:

 

 Older kids would tell us stories about thunderbolts (i think that was the name, basically extra large double happys). 

 

Thunderbolts were basically small sticks of dynamite. 

We used to blow up old-fashioned 70's coke cans with them (actually into shrapnel). They were also responsible for the destruction of more than one letterbox in my small town. 

Not the kind of thing you stuck in your bum and lit (as I saw with a boy from school with a tom thumb - try getting that image out of your head!) 

We quite often used to camp out in the quarry I mentioned in a previous post, It had a small little shack sort of thing on it that was never locked so sleeping bags on the floor in there was awesome.

Of of out mates used to flog a couple of bottles of his dad's feijoa wine and we would all be pissed as chooks in the complete darkness.

Ahhh good times.

neb: OK, boomers.


(Amazed that hasn't come up yet).

lol - tbf many of us kids of the 70's/80's would be gen x ie. 1965 bornday onwards :)

Handle9: It’s amusing that most of the stuff in this thread would trigger a new thread bitching about millennials if they happened today.

I can only imagine the rage of someone having their letterbox blown up….

I'd hate 70's me, these days. 

I'd loathe 80's me 

I'd probably look down on 90's me

2000's me is OK - he's getting older and understands adulting a little better

2010's me  - basically me

2020's me - grumpy old b@sta@rd

surfisup1000:

 

  Older kids would tell us stories about thunderbolts (i think that was the name, basically extra large double happys). 

 

Was it Thundercracker or thunderbanger? .  an oversized double happy . I remember them
There was even a bigger one than that , the next size up !!! It wasnt cheap though .
I couldnt afford the really big ones , had to stick with double happies or tom thumbs .

I remember getting an allowance of crackers for guy fawkes. I had them all in a paper bag , of course the paper bag somehow caught fire & they all went up in one hit . :-(

1101:

 

Was it Thundercracker or thunderbanger? .  an oversized double happy .

 

I can't recall the exact name,  they'd been banned by the time I was old enough to buy them. But the older kids would tell legendary stories about them. 

Funny how four squares and dairies would sell fireworks to kids. 

surfisup1000:

 

1101:

 

Was it Thundercracker or thunderbanger? .  an oversized double happy .

 

 

I can't recall the exact name,  they'd been banned by the time I was old enough to buy them. But the older kids would tell legendary stories about them. 

 

Funny how four squares and dairies would sell fireworks to kids. 

 

They were called Thunderbolts where I was. like a small stick of dynamite

surfisup1000:

 

1101:

 

Was it Thundercracker or thunderbanger? .  an oversized double happy .

 

 

I can't recall the exact name,  they'd been banned by the time I was old enough to buy them. But the older kids would tell legendary stories about them. 

 

Funny how four squares and dairies would sell fireworks to kids. 

 

i remember them well , they came in packs of 8 i think and they were the about the size of your ring finger and man did they do some damage, you can imagine what 7-8 year old boys could do with them. The noise they made when you put them in a enclosed wooden letterbox was spectacular.