Stonehenge
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so you saw these before the age of 13 then back in the dark ages when things like nuclear power were still thought of as a good idea.I'm 66 by the way
you must have seen loads of changes Digit. I love talking to the next generation up. Its always rewarding. I prefer old things generally which is why I'm an original series star trek fan and can't stand the next gen rubbish where everyone always has air conditioning and good lighting when theyre in a shuttle craft
I love it when Its proven I can still do math too so thanks for that
I'm 36 (i think)

My lif would either bore you rigid or not, depending on your view of life and what you think life was like when I was younger. Over the last few years I've started, and stopped then restarted writing about my childhood and what life was like after WW2. If you want to see the draft let me know. But my wife says it's never been dull, I was even born in a hail of machine gun bullets!
Do I remember Hitler? Not personally, no. According to my mother my earliest memory was as a baby of 18 months. I started school at the age of 4 when Britain was being subjected to the 'little blitz'. Having been registered as a pupil I was sent out into the school grounds where I helped to dig slit trenches! I lived on a main arterial road leading to the south coast and crossing that road to school was a nightmare as your countrymen were heading south for the Normandy landings. For a child of my age it was a fantastic time.

http://megalithicpoems.blogspot.com/200 ... 23_22.html
it appears in the 1610 edition of Britain

still think this is genuine ?

I'm glad you survived, Digit!Do I remember Hitler? Not personally, no. According to my mother my earliest memory was as a baby of 18 months. I started school at the age of 4 when Britain was being subjected to the 'little blitz'. Having been registered as a pupil I was sent out into the school grounds where I helped to dig slit trenches! I lived on a main arterial road leading to the south coast and crossing that road to school was a nightmare as your countrymen were heading south for the Normandy landings. For a child of my age it was a fantastic time.
A couple of years ago a man about your age from Germany who is now a naturalized citizen. He was reminiscing and said rather casually,
"Hitler sent us out of the city to live on farms and get away from the bombing."...I nearly fell over, because he was talking about AH the way
someone here might talk about Roosevelt or Truman. Maybe my reaction is hard to understand...but Hitler has always been such a "mythic" figure for me, although I know a lot about the war.
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stan wrote:All hail, 66 year olds!
I do like to sit at your feet. If you can remember Hitler, I'd like to talk to you.
I knew Hitler's cat.

Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed.
-- George Carlin
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and what is it with the guardian lately
they seem stonehenge obsessed
they've gone all megalithomaniacal

Well I had thought I had heard all the crackpot theories but this ones new on meI find this theory convincing. The joy of archaeology is that it licenses wild conjecture by subjecting it to the relentless test of science. Here it cries, plus ça change ... In the third millennium BC - as in the third AD - the rich would go anywhere and believe any nonsense if they thought it might win them health and longevity. The Amesbury archer was a Swiss migrant taken by his son to Europe's most famous faith healers, with their magic stones and astronomical mumbo-jumbo. Stonehenge's appeal was not religious. It answered to the simplest of human cravings, the relief of pain and the postponement of death. The Great Cursus points not to heaven but to Harley Street.
and what is it with the guardian lately
they seem stonehenge obsessed

they've gone all megalithomaniacal
