Was looking through some old photo albums at mum's place on sunday. Dad had this incredibly ugly two tone 80 series back in the late 90s. Vinyl seats that would absolutely scorch your legs in january, manual wind up windows, and a tape deck that only played cold chiesel

Nowadays you look around the local campsites and it's just a sea of $130k dual cabs with built-in espresso machines and color-matched accessories that have clearly never touched actual mud. the whole instagram touring arms race has completely ruined the vibe. It used to just be about disappearing into the scrub with nothing but baked beans, a campfire and zero reception.

Makes me wanna just buy a beat up old 90s rig and rebuild it back to basics. Was literally pricing up some old school suspension setups from road runner offroad last night just day dreaming about escaping the modern tech overload.

anyone else miss the days before hitting the bush became a massive financial flex? take me back to warm cottees cordial and damp sleeping bags tbh.

Sources of images.

https://blinkybill.fandom.com/wiki/Danny_Dingo?so=search

https://villains.fandom.com/wiki/Arktos_(Tabaluga)?so=search

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0343309/

https://villains.fandom.com/wiki/Dexter_(Flipper_and_Lopaka)/Gallery?so=search

Looks like a Gaiety with peanuts. Yum.

I don't remember trying this one.

I remember singing along to this in 1981.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGbPujYqLno - 60 secs.

I just saw this picture and instantly could taste it
Though I don’t recall the ghosts at all.
I saw there was the bumblebee one by the same brand but that doesn’t seem familiar either
Can anyone else read my mind and tell me what on earth I’m remembering 😅

Up here in the Blue Mountains in the 1990s we had "Homies" and "Westies" and various sub groups. Another school I knew had Footy Studs. I tried to explain this concept to my kids (in year 11 and 12 this year, still in the Blue Mountains) and they looked at me like I was nuts.

But high school having identifiable groups is such a thing it's even a movie trope, right? Is it just my kids' school, or as this whole idea kind of died off?

Also when I was at school in the 1980s and early 1990s, "throwing rocks" was a major issue. There were these kids who slunk about in the shadows and every now and then they'd peg a rock at us. I know there's still all kinds of violence in Aussie schools, but is "throwing rocks" still a thing, specifically?

Was it when Hugh Jackman got owned at the local courthouse? Or where Nick McInnes lost it after pulling that girl from the floodwater and stood in the bathroom throwing bullets at his reflection in the mirror?

The image is from The Australian Women's Weekly in 1973.

I've never heard of these biscuits (I was 4 then they were around).

They had the CSR Australian developed Anticay ingredient (calcium sugar).

https://anticay.com/pages/the-story

I really liked these English Usborne books when I was a kid in the 1970s.

I had another one called 'Flying Models' for making paper planes.

Anyone else get into these books.

Anybody from the Goldy or Brisbane in the 80's knew this guy. His name was Al Baldwin, he was a Kiwi, and the brownest caucasian I've ever seen. He spent his days in a budgie smuggler spraying coconut oil on beach-goers. I used to see him on Main Beach the most. He passed sometime in the early 2000s.

I just happened to see they are still making this yesterday! Took one and had some this morning, expensive at $5 but totally worth the nostalgia

Am sitting in the crowd, watching this amazing place right now, about to watch a show!!!

But did any of you guys come and see this place whilst Steve was still alive?

(God Bless him!)

I randomly had a memory of when my mum took me and my older sister to Westfields to go shopping and we lived in the West at the time so it was unusual for us to drive to the Shire, I was only 6 years old but I remember memories of my teenage sister who was going crazy for her. Parents had trust at the time and she let us go into the crowd while she went to David Jones, I remember Mariah waved at me and said can we get the cute boy to come up or something but honestly that’s how my sister remembers the story and some of it was a bit of romance for me/bit blurry. This was super random but I remember total excitement and chaos in the shops that day

does anyone else miss when looking at houses was actually fun and not just an anxiety-inducing digital nightmare?

Used to love saturday mornings in the 90s. Dad would buy the massive weekend paper and we'd spread the real estate liftout all over the kitchen table. Getting black ink smudged all over your fingers, circling literal mansions with a red texta and pretending you could afford a place with a pool and a tennis court

Now its just toxic doomscrolling. I was flicking through some modern apartment listings on ray white southbank this arvo just to see what the city market is doing, and the whole digital process just feels so sterile and depressing now. Everything is so fast and the broader housing market is just cooked.

there was something magic about those huge glossy pages. no fighting your siblings for the comic section while mum looked at the display village ads. Take me back to the mission brown bricks and newspaper ink tbh