Friday evening and all is well!
The TV prep is prepped,
the mojo is back,
the weekend is here.
Friday’s blog a private peek?
Well, last night at stupid o’clock,
we were eating sausage sandwiches with Paul Church,
because we can,
and were reminiscing about the good ol’ days,
when people used to give us kids a tanner in London.
“Tanner?” Paul looks quizzical.
Dave and I were obviously showing our age !
The conversation immediately turned to the day we went metric,
D Day, Decimal Day, aka Got Done Day.
I remember it as if it were yesterday.
(Just looked it up: 15th February 1971).
Standing outside the newspaper shop on Watling Street,
11 years old,
with a Mars Bar in one hand and some strange looking coins in the other.
I don’t remember what it cost exactly,
but I do remember as a little kid doing the conversion in my head and thinking,
“Blimey, my Mars Bar just about doubled in price!”
Yeah, so when the Euro debate came along a while ago,
I remembered that Mars Bar moment, and voted NO!
Anyway, where was I ?
Ah yes, so the conversation ambled on as we chomped our way through our M&S sausages.
Not just any old sausages I’ll have you know!
Threepence came up.
I used to love those coins!
Paul had never seen one.
So I shot upstairs, dug around in my knicker drawer
(I kid you not!)
and found the Coin Set my Dad gave me many years ago!
Check this out!
Ha’penny, tuppence, thrippence, a tanner, 2 bob, ‘alf a crown.
Like a language from another world.
Not forgotten though. Isn’t the mind an amazing store!
What could you get for a farthing today?
In fact all this lot together couldn’t buy a loaf of bread nowadays..
Needless to say, Paul and Dave were suitably impressed,
and I felt I had had a real Dyb Dyb Dyb Dob Dob Dob moment.
But of all the coins in the land,
this was the prettiest by far....
Have a great weekend,
and please join me at my second home
Really looking forward to the shows.
Have got some delightful Christmas Stamps
and some amazing dancers....
Love and Hugs,