Things that time forgot.

[Roslynmuse]

The Tufty Club! (A squirrel that taught children how to cross the road.) I had a badge!

[Dermot]

One thing that I did like was Radio Malt, a kind of thick treacle like glop full of goodness, or so we were told.

Virol malt extract.

I loved its taste when given it as a child in hospital. I was the longest-stay patient on the ward and the sister, a most kindly lady, made rather a pet of me. The highlight of the day was when she brought me into her room and gave me my daily jar of Virol. It was delicious.

[mangerton]

Virol malt extract.

I loved its taste when given it as a child in hospital. I was the longest-stay patient on the ward and the sister, a most kindly lady, made rather a pet of me. The highlight of the day was when she brought me into her room and gave me my daily jar of Virol. It was delicious.

I had it in the 50s, and liked it. I also had, at various times, malt extract, cod liver oil, haliborange tablets, and rose-hip syrup, though not necessarily in that order, and certainly not all at once.

But what, exactly, was Virol? Take a look at this. Some of these jars and advertisements say "malt extract", and others say "bone marrow", which I think is the stuff I had, as at other times I was given "malt extract" which I found revolting.

[mangerton]

The Tufty Club! (A squirrel that taught children how to cross the road.) I had a badge!

My younger sister was in the Tufty Club. Older ones like me were just told to go and play in the traffic.

Come to think of it, y s was also in "The Happy Smile Club", all to do with teeth. I missed out on that too. What a deprived childhood I had.

However, I did get a National Cycling Proficiency Badge after training organised by the police in the school playground. Didn't stop me falling off my bike, though.

[jean]

But what, exactly, was Virol?

Whatever was in it - there's a perplexing range of possibilities - I suspect the name went out of fashion when they discovered viruses.

And they'd never get away with ads like this now!

[ahinton]

I did get a National Cycling Proficiency Badge after training organised by the police in the school playground. Didn't stop me falling off my bike, though.

I do vaguely recollect that; a pity indeed that this never developed into proper statutory testing as with the driving test for motor vehicles (not to mention compulsory insurance to go with it) just like every other driver must have.

[ahinton]

Whatever was in it - there's a perplexing range of possibilities - I suspect the name went out of fashion when they discovered viruses.

And they'd never get away with ads like this now!

Indeed not - yet it remains clear that some people will try to make money out of anything and everything!

[ferneyhoughgeliebte]

The word "thrice". A lovely word, and I prefer it to "three times" as much as I prefer "twice" to "two times" (except when doing multiplication tables). But I get very self-conscious when I use it in conversation, and have to make it sound as if I'm being deliberately Postmodernistically ironic.

[Pabmusic]

The word "thrice". A lovely word, and I prefer it to "three times" as much as I prefer "twice" to "two times" (except when doing multiplication tables). But I get very self-conscious when I use it in conversation, and have to make it sound as if I'm being deliberately Postmodernistically ironic.

And it's a lovely reminder that 'third' was originally 'thrid".

[Pulcinella]

Liverpool Overhead Railway.

Which had one terminus at the beautiful resort of Seaforth Sands, I think!

[Eine Alpensinfonie]

I saw it in operation, but never rode on it. I was on holiday in Llandudno and had taken a trip to Liverpool on the Yellow Funnel steamer the St. Tudno with a friend (You wouldn't allow a 12 year old and his mate to do that today).

Gosh, yes - wow! My dad took me on another day trip to Liverpool, when I said I wanted to sail on a ship at the age of 8 or 9. Looking back on it, these day trips must have been quite arduous, involving a 25 minute train journey to Manchester, crossing Manchester from London Road station to Manchester Exchange, followed by a 42 minute journey to Liverpool Lime Street - all before the day really began.

We sailed outwards to Llandudno on the St Tudno , returning later on the St Seiriol.

This thread certainly brings back a few memories.

[Eine Alpensinfonie]

Has anyone mentioned drip-dry nylon shirts yet? You could even dry them in a heap, yet they would smooth themselves out when you wore them.

[P. G. Tipps]

Gosh, yes - wow! My dad took me on another day trip to Liverpool, when I said I wanted to sail on a ship at the age of 8 or 9. Looking back on it, these day trips must have been quite arduous, involving a 25 minute train journey to Manchester, crossing Manchester from London Road station to Manchester Exchange, followed by a 42 minute journey to Liverpool Lime Street - all before the day really began.

We sailed outwards to Llandudno on the St Tudno , returning later on the St Seiriol.

This thread certainly brings back a few memories.

Manchester London Road Railway Station
Manchester Exchange Railway Station
St Tudno & St Seiriol (Both built on the Clyde, of course ... )

Good to discover that Liverpool Lime Street is still around ...

[jean]

Good to discover that Liverpool Lime Street is still around ...

But not Liverpool Exchange, nor Liverpool Central (High Level) which carried Cheshire Lines trains to Manchester Central (also no longer in existence).

(Liverpool Lime Street recently underwent the most splendid restoration - all the excrescences Time had stuck onto its frontage have been removed. It looks wonderful.)

[gurnemanz]

Has anyone mentioned drip-dry nylon shirts yet? You could even dry them in a heap, yet they would smooth themselves out when you wore them.

I remember my mother got me some white nylon shirts to wear to school. They were awful. The word "sweat" comes to mind.