Nostalgic For The Good Old Days Pillows

'Remind me again darling - what were we just arguing about?'

"We made all the wheels out of old coffee tables and chandeliers."

"I remember him before he was getting hte winter fuel allowance."

'In my time, we didn't talk to a blackberry. We just ate the damn things!'

In utero...boy, THOSE were the days!

'Lover's lance isn't the same as it used to be!'

"It's probably just seasonal."

'Red rover, red rover, send Billy right over!'

"I said remember those extra years we added to our lives by good clean livin'?"

"When I was your age, I had to ride fifteen miles on a little stationary bike while disco lights flashed and E.D.M. played in the background."

Remember, honey, abracadabra doesn't work anymore. Now it's command, option, shift.

'My old Nehru suit! And in a pocket there's still a bottle of aftershave lotion from the glove box of my '55 Nash Rambler.'

Celebrity Phrenologist.

'I'm being punished. Nothing even remotely electronic for two weeks.'

'Might I caution you on suing the defendant for damages...such action is fraught with difficulty, given your 'hand-me-down' status in his family!!'

'They were going to get married when they were young, but he kept forgetting the wedding date!'

'I just want to be sure to get this right. You met again your imaginary childhood friend and then happened WHAT?'

"Grandma's TV is so old it wasn't made in a foreign country."

Uncle Mort, you fought in Korea, right? You think that war will start up again? Not if I can help it. It was the morning of July 27, nineteen hundred and fifty-three. I was pinned down on Pork Chop Hill. My bazooka had run out of ammo. All I could find to load into it was a stuffed panda bear. I loaded it and fired that bear into the maw of the enemy. It struck one of them atop the noggin. Moments later, the armistice was signed. Every July 27th, I awaken at dawn and chuck that same panda at the

Old Book Smell

"I think my parents are pretty old. They remember a time before 'clumping' cat litter."

Elephant rides.

'They're not out of focus. They're just fuzzy memories.'

"and when they woke up, the kids discovered that the house had just one 19", black & white TV that only got... 3 channels."

"Whatever happened to throwing Frisbees around?"

"What was the point of writing a blog that nobody else could read?"

Boss, when's the last time you took a vacation? 1984. March 3rd, to be exact. A Saturday. Instead of staying in to perfect my 25-year plan

We still sit in the old gum tree, and we still eat all the gumdrops we can see

Today on the Ask Sadie Show, we'll be addressing one single topic: Wondering. In my day, when a body said I wonder why dust bunnies are called dust bunnies, it led to all sorts of delightful speculation. We could while away hours debating whether it was a marketing ploy by big broom ... or whether it dated back to Napoleon, who had a fetish for dirty rabbits. And if we were lucky, opinions could get so heated that fisticuffs would ensue. Wondering is just one of many lovely human experiences utt

Islington Angels.

"The record player is skipping again."

'Like us, the Hula Hoop will never go out of style.'

"Ooh look, the high street's evolved to survive!"

'Yeah, I hate change, too.'

"Grandma, where did people get all their fake news before social media?"