Sunday, April 21, 2019


I guess I was lucky growing up in the 1950s.   It was a 'gentle' time where folklore has it that the Minister of Labour knew each of the unemployed by name and where we guzzled on (slightly warm) school milk.

But I still remember when my bike was yellow-stickered by the local traffic cop because it wasn't sporting a bell FFS ... and he gave me a clip around the ears when I said I could yell louder than any bell telling me not to be smart and my Dad would hear all about this.

Just why was it compulsory to have bells on bikes anyway?

Happy daze.


Adolf Fiinkensein said...

And because the copper gave you a clip around the ears, you didn't turn into one of the self entitled smart arsed brats we see today.

David said...

Yes Adolf, because adults beating up children who then become adults who beat up children has worked so well.

No doubt you also believe a woman with 2 black eyes has been "told twice", and that coming home pissed from rugger is an excuse to "tell her again".

I too, am a child of the 50's and I am pleased we have moved on from those days.

I had a High School teacher who delighted in picking on me for the slightest infraction. Even then I was well known as a pacifist, but the first year after leaving school I saw him walking towards me. As soon as he saw me, he turned his face away and crossed the road. That taught me how easy it is for a bully to turn in to a coward.

He died last year, and on the old scholars Facebook page many people posted, and not one had a good word to say about him.

gravedodger said...

The Bell manufacturer was not making sales?

Waiau Primary school c1952, handing out such nonsensical judgements when on a busy day there might be two vehicles actually moving at the same time in the village, more than that and the question first up was "What is that all about".

gravedodger said...

@ David, so after he died some piled onto face book! thats telling him.
What was that about cowards I wonder?

The Veteran said...

GD ... well said. For David ... twas hardly beating up children ... but I do agree this kinda behavior by the fuzz was the norm then. You can argue whether it was good or bad and I think, as always, the answer lies somewhere in the middle. But whoever was the bureaucratic numpty who decreed mandatory bells on bicycles was a living advert for small mindedness.