Something old...

At the risk of showing people how old I am......oh, what the heck!

Enjoy sights of our my youth :)

Remember the ice-cream? I recalled the fastidious me, who would molest each brrr blobs ice-cream before settling on one...finger them while hoping I get the strawberry one (pink very pretty!), and also to make sure the 'skirts' of the ghostly figure were intact...I like to know that what i see (on the picture) is what I get....



Or these strange packaging for milk? Remember those little 'flaps' that we have to peel off to get to the milk? Although I must say drinking straight from such milk packs was actually easier compared to the current boxy shaped ones...maybe because we're now more atas and are supposed to drink from a straw, or pour into a glass



And an old SBS bus ticket! :) I still have my Queenstown Library cards too!!



Or the old dial phone...push button phones are faster and more efficient...but I kind of miss 'buying time' while the dial made it's way back to sort out my thoughts, calm my nerves (especially when calling up male classmates!), put together paperwork, etc....I also miss the sound it made while dialing....tud tud tud tud tud..



And finally, wooden first generation tennis racket!! I learned to play tennis on a racket such as this! Very heavy, very unyielding, less forgiving of mistakes, but definitely a good weapon....




Sigh...I am so old now...