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Well, I'm a child of the '80s so what do I remember?
Oh, but yes... you'll be reading this list and thinking it's nothing but beer and chocolate. Okay, try this, in alphabetical order too (whoo!)...
Okay, okay, enough reminiscence. There's one other. A boy. Some sort of generic hero-saves-the-day rubbish. He has models in his pocket. Like a little model car. Which when taken out of his pocket can turn into a real car... sound familiar to anybody?
Now, on the ASSUMPTION that this was the one released with the vulnerabilities claimed to be fixed, I retrograde to the older version. Looks/feels the same.
I click the link. Security is important, right?
I download and (re)install 3.6.Adverts I remember
I was talking to mom the other day, and we got on to the topic of adverts. She remembered all these horrid jinge-heavy cheese-laden adverts from the late '50s. What's worse is one of those seriously-minority satellite channels was playing a stream of them and - gah! - mom knew the words to sing along. Something she's not thought about for longer than I've been alive...
I dimly recall a whole Flashdance theme on something not unlike the Brooklyn Bridge, used to promote BT launching the itty-bitty phone plug/socket arrangement instead of the previous hardwired nonsense. This is particularly ironic for two reasons - a BT ad supposedly set in America, telephony has never agreed in this respect (Bell vs CCITT), and it is secondly ironic because I tried looking this up in Google and it thought I mispelled
"iPhone"!
(I could have sworn I heard this the other day - have they brought it back?)
Do the Shake'n'Vac and put the freshness back
Wifey getting orgasmic over chucking smelly powder on the carpet and then sucking it up the hoover, it was a horrid bad cheesefest of a travesty of an advert, it was bloody brilliant!
Not sure what this was saying, it wasn't socially acceptable to drink R.Whites so you'd sneak downstairs in the middle of the night? Get caught by your wife, go back to bed, then need a pee from all the lemonade you guzzled?
Or for people who speak proper-loike: you can't put a better bit of butter on your knife. Still, it is miles ahead of that modern one (Clover?) where everybody is crying. I don't know what the advertisers were thinking, but come on - if the product is so bad the cast can't make it through a 30 second advert without bawling...
It would have been perfectly acceptable to find a teacher wearing a pinafore dress over a fuzzy jumper, flat pumps, total cute MILF type, and get her to instruct children on how to safely cross the road. Kids would listen because she's not a gimmick superhero-bot, and the adults would listen because... need I elaborate?
I think it is something of an indictment of the world in which we live now that public service announcements inform you of how to correctly spell Gonorrhoea and Chlamydia while asking you to Talk to Frank.
Back in my day, we were instructed to neither talk to strangers nor set light to them. Ahhh, such innocence.
In the days before we had panty liners with wings, we had girls practically climaxing at the idea of putting one on, if the advert is to be believed.
In stark contrast to the clinical "capacity" analysis famed for its use of blue liquid, this advert took the panty liner, reached out of the telly, and slapped you across the face with it. Whhhooooooaaaaaaaaaa! Booooddddyyyyfffooooorrrrmmmmmm!
Yes, a chocolate guaranteed to make a mess turned this into their selling point. It was especially potent if you got into a StupidBath(™) in the middle of a large empty room, then left the taps running so while you were in chocolate ecstacy, water poured all over the floor...
Electricity flows with the very first kiss...
A very '80s song by Robin Beck (ps: for Brits, Robin's a girl) was somehow rejigged into a Coke theme. She's still around (though her website was last updated at the end of 2008!) and, incredibly, still doing First Time...
Back in the days when Cornettos (Cornetti?) were big and the maxi-size ones truly massive. If they launched those mini bite-sized ones back then, they'd have been laughed out of existence.
Obviously the days before advertising standards.
This was a car advert. It was a sleek-looking car driving really fast with lots of fire and stuff blowing up all along the road. I have a horrible feeling it was for a Peugeot something-oh-six, rather than anything worthy of the Top Gun effects like, say, the defining car of the decade, the Audi Quattro.
The one I remember, which sounds suspiciously like a comedy take-off of the real thing, was an old bloke in a wheelchair. He gets to the disabled toilet. It is locked. A montage of pictures of him and the lock. He wets himself. And then lights up. Happiness is soaking wet pants... and a cigar called Hamlet.
Thump it, hit it, smash it, B and Q it.
Well, it went something like that, if not exactly the same! :-)
[this Maïté (said the same way) is much better, though the idea of chucking her in a bath with me... let's no go there, she's 17 and I'm... not.]
That name alone should conjure up what is probably the greatest series of beer adverts ever created. Far from the hooligan binge crowd, Rutger was a seriously cool customer and he liked beer. Guiness. Pure Genius.
Really, the only way to top these adverts would have been to have Christopher Walken in them. Maybe. But remember, it's not easy being a dolphin.
(sadly it wasn't until the early '90s that video technology was advanced enough to make the epic 100-second Guiness advert a reality - this was it, this was beer for the existential crowd)
No idea what the advert was for, but I won't forget the title of the fictional book.
[yes, I know it is listed in Amazon - check the dates, that book is life imitating art]
In the days before Linux, it was a chocolate bar with a memorably naff slogan.
Hang on, wasn't the latter "if you like a lot of chocolate on your biscuit, join our club"?
Whatever became of Smiths? I used to love their chips with the salt in the little blue bag. At one time I had a jam jar stuffed with salt bags because so many crisps oversalted and used icky fake flavours, it was nice to have a crisp à la natur with nothing whatsoever getting in the way of the potato taste.
Latterly they got a clue and put the stuff in squeezy bottles.
If I remember correctly, there was an unimaginably awful fish flavour Pot Rice.
Animation I remember (er, from the '80s)
Mozilla twittage
So I'm running Firefox 3.6.
I ask it to look for updates. It does.
It says 3.5.8 is available.
Only, the "What's new" page has autoloaded. A message up the top recommends:
The link takes me to Firefox 3.6.
So I ask my (retrograded) Firefox to look for updates.
It says 3.6 is available.
So after 20Mb of pointless downloading, plus the time taken for the installation (at least I was making pasta at the time), I cannot believe the thing is so frigging braindead as to say 3.5.8 is an update from 3.6! I mean, I'm pretty poor at maths but even I can work that out!
Rob O'Donnell, 20th February 2010, 10:17 Yep I remember those- you might get a few comments now, as you do tend to write long blog entries. So, without further ado, one of my enduring memories as brought back by one particular jingle. Here we have the worst joke ever:Two guys work in a restaurant. One named Yorfase, the other named Hans.Yorfase was a new waiter, Hans was the kitchen assistant.The restaurant was a fish restaurant, the kind that you choose which fish/lobster/crab/squid that you wish to eat, and it gets taken to the kitchens, etc.In the tank there was a squid that Yorfase had grown fond of. It was areal straggly looking thing, mild green in colour with hairy lips,almost like a beard and moustache. It seemed fond of Yorface and used to let Yorfase tickle him when the manager wasn't around. One day, a man came into the restaurant and ordered Squid. Yorfase asked which squid he would like. The man pointed to the mild green squid and said "that one". Yorfase tried to make the man to choose a larger more attractive active squid but the man refused to change his mind. Sadly, Yorfase took his squid into the kitchens and lay it on the chopping board. The squid looked at Yorfase with sad watery eyes as it awaited its fate. Yorfase stood with the chopping knife in his hand and could not kill his friend. He called to Hans who was assigned to plate washing, and asked if he could do the terrible deed, Yorfase could just not bear to kill the squid. Hans admitted that he could not kill the squid either. The moral of the story is....Hans that do dishes are as soft as Yorfase with Mild Green Hairy Lipped Squid!.
Rob, 20th February 2010, 10:30 I particularly remember the Hamlet ad where he's a golfer stuck in one of those sandpit things that golfers have a proper name for..
Fly fishing- - Yellow Pages. And yep, the book came after!
we used to have Smiths crisps in the tuckshop in school - they had a factory in Cheadle we passed. Now it's just a car park for a supermarket...
Funny you should write about videos - here's mine: http://www.youtube.com/user/irrelevantdotcom
Animation - what about Fingerbobs, Mary Mungo and Midge, Bagpuss (he says, looking at the DVDs on the shelf..) Still as popular today as the new stuff, if the reactions of my little one are anything to be judged by.
And firefox? Go get a browser thatnot just anybody can fiddle with. I'm running Opera and never have that sort of problem...
ok, here's hoping you honor <br> tags in comments - CRs don't work for sure.. Get ready little submit button..Rob, 20th February 2010, 10:30 Drat.Rick, 20th February 2010, 17:42 I've converted your<br>
s to real linebreaks for you. HTML is rejected, for obvious reasons. ☺
It is \n and \p for newline and para break.Mild green Hairy Lipped Squid? Arrrgh!
Rick, 4th March 2010, 04:22 Update... For linebreaks just press Enter! Don't bother with special codes (it WAS a hassle, wasn't it?). ☺Rick, 6th March 2010, 03:50 Rob - my mother just get the Bagpuss DVD from Amazon. I'm looking forward to XviDing that to watch on Azumi. <yyyaaawwwnnn!>
Do you remember the Moomins?
Oh, yes - I remember that S..S..Studio Line. Idiotic. But not as bad as the Giant Suzuki ad. OMG!
SuperChannel - was that the BSB "squariel" thing that was around before Sky-as-we-know-it turned up (via the short-lived BSkyB)?
Here's mine (you might spot a bias!): http://www.youtube.com/user/HeyRick1973Rob, 24th July 2011, 22:47 Moomins! Squeeek squeek squeeeeeeek!
No, Super channel was a cable-only pan-european channel. But you could pick it up if you had one of the HUGE dishes that existed before DTS. We didn't; that was recorded off Greenwich Cablevision. (very hackable, just used VHF frequencies!)
"Sky" was another such channel before they decided to rent space on Astra and flog direct-to-home satellite dishes. BSB actually owned their own satellites and broadcast in digital right from the start, but didn't have the marketing power that Sky had, so lost out.
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