turbomaster1984
Well-known member
Childhood Machines
Yes this one holds far too many memories.
I used to finsh junior school at 3.20 every friday afternoon when my Gran would pick me up and take me to spend the weekend at their place.
Saturday mornings were so special there. Always the same routine.
I would rise from bed at 8.30 or so and join my grandad in the lounge while he watched BBC1 news and we both waited for Nana to get dressed and make breakfast which was always some high fibre cereal - never any kid cereal thank god or if my luck was in a bacon sarnie LOL! (cooked on a New World Apex eye level 80s thing. the one with the Sola Grill)
The next hour I would wait in great anticipation knowing that it would soon be tidy time before we went out for the day.
It didnt matter where in the house I was but "Bring him the hoover Ron" was always audible..... prompt for my Grandad to place the Hoover Senior they had in the lounge and for him to plug it in. The one they had was the 652 with a dark brown hood and a dark brown handle cover.... dunno what model this is???
It was then tough decision for me to sacrifice watching Going Live! or hoover up.
The Hoover always won in the end.
Later years when they got the TM U5094 it was always a toss up between Live and Kicking or the hoover.
Whilst I was hoovering, Nana would put a wash on in her Philco Autowasher Electronic so it was double fun until we were ready to go out so that kept me entertained for a while especially if she called me over to help her turn it on.
Sunday afternoons when I got back home to my parents house were filled with the buzz of school uniforms being washed and my Mums end of weekend clean when the Turbomaster was brought out for me to help.
Just wish I could re visit 20 years ago it would be great!
R
Yes this one holds far too many memories.
I used to finsh junior school at 3.20 every friday afternoon when my Gran would pick me up and take me to spend the weekend at their place.
Saturday mornings were so special there. Always the same routine.
I would rise from bed at 8.30 or so and join my grandad in the lounge while he watched BBC1 news and we both waited for Nana to get dressed and make breakfast which was always some high fibre cereal - never any kid cereal thank god or if my luck was in a bacon sarnie LOL! (cooked on a New World Apex eye level 80s thing. the one with the Sola Grill)
The next hour I would wait in great anticipation knowing that it would soon be tidy time before we went out for the day.
It didnt matter where in the house I was but "Bring him the hoover Ron" was always audible..... prompt for my Grandad to place the Hoover Senior they had in the lounge and for him to plug it in. The one they had was the 652 with a dark brown hood and a dark brown handle cover.... dunno what model this is???
It was then tough decision for me to sacrifice watching Going Live! or hoover up.
The Hoover always won in the end.
Later years when they got the TM U5094 it was always a toss up between Live and Kicking or the hoover.
Whilst I was hoovering, Nana would put a wash on in her Philco Autowasher Electronic so it was double fun until we were ready to go out so that kept me entertained for a while especially if she called me over to help her turn it on.
Sunday afternoons when I got back home to my parents house were filled with the buzz of school uniforms being washed and my Mums end of weekend clean when the Turbomaster was brought out for me to help.
Just wish I could re visit 20 years ago it would be great!
R
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LOL
