Prices, United Kingdom, 1970-71

9.20am local time, 29°C (84°F), super humid and pissing down

MY old man and I occasionally kept strange records to show where and how our bread and honey went.

While I’m still hacking Part 3 of my Elle Ess Dee story, I thought this might be interesting to some.

The Rolodex: “in which low-tech trumps high-tech”
(via Shane Burnett)

Elle Ess Dee (Part 2)

<< BACK TO PART 1

8.09am local time, 27°C (81°F), rainy days and nights

RHINO AND LOLLY,
BREAD AND HONEY

Life used to be coin-operated.

Nearly everything in the old days was priced, sold, bought and paid for in coins. Then Mammon (Thatcher) came to power. We went full retard and everything began to cost in notes (‘bills’ to our American cousins).

By the way, “bread and honey” is Cockney slang for ‘money.’

‘What’s that in old money?’

UK decimal ‘shrapnel’: the 20p came in the 1980s and £1 later still
(via UK Metric Association)

Elle Ess Dee

>> PART 2

10.26pm local time, 24°C (75°F), heavy rain

Here he comes again … another nostalgic overdrive…

(via Imgur)

It’s not what you think. I’m not talking about the drug LSD (‘acid’).

Heaven help you people, you know when I’m being nostalgic, it’s TL;DR overdrive.

Recommended background music when reading this:—

Stars on 45: The Charts 1975–1979 on SoundCloud

The length of that medley is EXACTLY the time it takes to read his incredibly longwinded escapade of nostalgia.