That yellow thing... know what it looked like to me? The top of a "childproof" (and usually senior-proof!) pill bottle.![]()
That yellow thing... know what it looked like to me? The top of a "childproof" (and usually senior-proof!) pill bottle.![]()
-- Your ~sister~ in Christ.... a "Kaffinated Kittykat"!!
ROMANS 5:8. Forgiven. Freed. Humbled. Amazed. Grateful. Relying on Christ.
Love is not a place to come and go as we please
It's a house we enter in, then commit to never leave
So lock the door behind you, and throw away the key
We'll work it out together, let it bring us to our knees.....
Warren Barfield
I knew the "45" hint would still be tough.
You all are too funny.
Are you old enough to remember 78s?
God happens!
'I Can Only Imagine'
Bless the Beasts and the Children:
http://youtu.be/AhR36gV6vW4
On cautionary note:
Originally Posted by ProjectPeter
The story of Job teaches us that the Devil has to be given permission to attack us. So if God is allowing the attack surely He's planning our victory. He would not allow us to be in a battle we could not win.! God looks for hand-picked people He can send into difficult environments, that He might be glorified. He makes all things "work together for good" (Ro 8:28) so don't be intimidated. Just keep your eyes open and see what God is up to!
The story of Job teaches us that the Devil has to be given permission to attack us. So if God is allowing the attack surely He's planning our victory. He would not allow us to be in a battle we could not win.! God looks for hand-picked people He can send into difficult environments, that He might be glorified. He makes all things "work together for good" (Ro 8:28) so don't be intimidated. Just keep your eyes open and see what God is up to!
SFASH HOW OLD ARE YOU..You would be like over 100 years old
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The story of Job teaches us that the Devil has to be given permission to attack us. So if God is allowing the attack surely He's planning our victory. He would not allow us to be in a battle we could not win.! God looks for hand-picked people He can send into difficult environments, that He might be glorified. He makes all things "work together for good" (Ro 8:28) so don't be intimidated. Just keep your eyes open and see what God is up to!
I'm a spry 55... the wind-up was actually a precursor to the RCA; I think it was a victrola and already an antique when I had it. I also had player-piano rolls from the 1800's. All lost in a fire back when I was a whipper-snapper(including the player piano). Forever Young, Kiddo...
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Yes; we had a record player that my Dad built from scratch that would play all size records, including his beloved Jerry Lee Lewis. We also had one of those huge reel-to-reel vertical tape players (I remember Burl Ives singing 'Ugly Duckling'), and we had silent cinefilm of Laurel and Hardy, 1930s cartoons like Jack and the Beanstalk and Tom and Jerry, and faded family holidays from the 1950s; we had a rolled pull-up screen that went on a stand. Mum still has them in the loft.
My Dad drove the same beloved Austin A60 Cambridge from the early 60s until the late 80s (replacing his Ford Seven):
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austin_Cambridge
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford_7W
Early holidays for me were a boarding-house in North Wales, run by a spinster called Miss Jones; Mum and Dad went there for 20 years every year, and it smelled of boiled cabbage. We used to set off at 4am and stop at 7am by the side of the motorway to cook bacon and eggs over a camping stove. It was the only time we had breakfast cereal in those little individual variety multi-packs. We never ate macaroni and rice except as sweet milk puddings, never had mayonnaise (only salad cream - mayo was 'foreign'). Even ketchup was a rarity. Didn't even know what curry and pizza were - unless it was shepherds pie or steak and kidney pudding or Friday night fish and chips, every dinner was plain meat, boiled potatoes and veg, and the only seasoning in the house was table salt and ground white pepper.
McDonalds didn't exist in the UK in those days until the mid 70s - it was table-service Wimpy Bars only. It was Charles and Di's wedding in 1981 when we first ate savoury pasta - I made spaghetti bolognaise, and it was the first time we all ate mixed herbs, bought a dried packet and measured it out very carefully. A salad was a leaf of lettuce, a few slices of cucumber, and a quartered tomato, with a wedge of cheese and Heinz salad cream - pickled onions on special occasions. Never had French bread - we bought plain white loaves from the milkman who also sold the incredibly exotic orange juice in glass bottles (but we didn't have that because it was 'special' and too posh for us - Dad got an orange one Christmas during WW2 and held them in high regard ever after). He made orange marmalade and wine with stuff he grew on the allotment.
Duvets were viewed with suspicion as foreign; 'proper' beds were made with sheets and blankets and candlewick bedspreads. We only drank tea, never coffee unless it was liquid Camp coffee made entirely with hot milk.
My Mum drove an Austin A30 bubble-car until the late Eighties, and still has an olive-green kitchen and a light blue tile and orange cork bathroom. I proudly have Axminster-type red patterned carpet, and a shelf-full of my and hubby's singles and LPs. She still can't work the video player she bought in 1982 though.
For SFASH: (wind-up & 78prm record)
For Bethany: (Auston A30 Bubblecar)
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Last edited by Richard H; Oct 20th 2008 at 02:07 PM.

Yay - that's the one. It had no seat belts and these bar indicators that flipped out on the side. Mum sold it to a local hippy and we used to see him beetling around in it for a couple of years, but I expect it's scrap metal now. I loved that car - never went above 30mph and was like a Flintstone car. They don't make 'em like that anymore.
Are you guys still talking about old people's stuff on here?
I wouldn't know any of this stuff cause I am not that old....heh....
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"People do not drift toward holiness. Apart from grace-driven effort, people do not gravitate toward godliness, prayer, obedience to Scripture, faith, and delight in the Lord. We drift toward compromise and call it tolerance; We drift toward disobedience and call it freedom; We drift toward superstition and call it faith. We cherish the indiscipline of lost self-control and call it relaxation; we slouch toward prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking we have escaped legalism; we slide toward godlessness and convince ourselves we have been liberated?" - D A Carson

Yes we are - young whippersnapperIf you're not careful, someone'll bring up powdered egg, the landgirls and Vera Lynn ...
"People do not drift toward holiness. Apart from grace-driven effort, people do not gravitate toward godliness, prayer, obedience to Scripture, faith, and delight in the Lord. We drift toward compromise and call it tolerance; We drift toward disobedience and call it freedom; We drift toward superstition and call it faith. We cherish the indiscipline of lost self-control and call it relaxation; we slouch toward prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking we have escaped legalism; we slide toward godlessness and convince ourselves we have been liberated?" - D A Carson

I start the day feeling like a creaky 68-year-old, but I get 'younger' as I warm up ... until I'm positively youthful by about 8pm (like Dorian Gray), and then it's time for bed anyway. It's my version of doing the Timewarp.
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