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I was lied to as a child . . .

The 1960s were a time of lies and child exploitation. They told us that by the time we grew up we would only be working three or four days a week and having longer weekends. They also led us to believe that we would have hovercars, voice operated computers, tiny personal communication devices and clean energy. It’s your choice whether you blame the government or Gerry Anderson for the lies (the two were interchangeable for me in the 1960s).

We do, to be fair, have voice operated computers (even if they don’t always recognise a regional accent) and the small personal communication devices (even if they are getting bigger). However, the diminution of my working week has been caused by economics rather than increasing leisure. And my car is firmly on the ground, driving through potholes, and is definitely not powered by clean energy.

But all that pales into insignificance compared to sweet cigarettes. Kids were encouraged to play at smoking (and, as you will note from the photos, Gerry Anderson was involved again). They seem innocent enough but research shows that there is a correlation between the use of sweet cigarettes as a child and smoking as an adult, with users of sweet cigarettes being more likely to smoke real cigarettes as adults.

It’s all very cynical when you look into it, even by the standards of people who peddle sugar and nicotine.

However, it’s now illegal to sell sweet cigarettes in many countries. Progress? Well, let’s just say that as sweet cigarettes were made illegal, a product known as candy sticks hit the market.

The pictures are, of course, the reason I am writing this. They are the slides from packets of 1960s and 70s sweet cigarettes. You don’t see them often, and several of them made over £20. Even the dull ones made £5. It makes you wish you’d saved more of your childhood detritus, doesn’t it.

It’s an age thing

Those of you who are my age (by which I mean you remember when 12 pennies made a shilling, young people didn’t mumble and Gerry Anderson was cutting edge technology) will probably remember a time when computers were going to save is time and we weren’t going to need paper in our offices. Well, the first bit of that is true, because we haven’t had a functioning printer in the office for 12 months and it’s amazing how little printing you really need to do.

The time-saving? It might have been true before the internet but since I’ve been able to shop on Amazon, read reams of useful stuff on Wikipedia and check links such as One man decided to explore an empty cabin…and instantly regretted it (32 photos). It wasn’t instant with me but after 6 boring photos I was starting to have second thoughts and after 32 slowly loaded and dull photos I definitely regretted it. Do not click the link, it is dull enough to kill.

I’ve just wasted half an hour trying to get my computer to type. It just stopped. I tapped harder, but nothing happened. I muttered, I checked the connections at the back (wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had a “computer malfunction” relating to the keyboard or mouse becoming unplugged!), I pressed all the buttons in turn, I started and re-started and started again…

I swore, bashed the keys, told my wife (a) I wasn’t shouting at a machine and (b) that I was perfectly capable of fixing it myself.

Finally, after neither of my assertions proved true, I bashed it harder. Finally, tiring of violence, I breathed deeply and thought peaceful thoughts. Then I noticed that the Alt key seemed lower than the rest.

In the end all it took was one swift dig from a penknife and the complex mass of…er… whatever is in a computer… was rendered functional once more.

A penknife. It’s only one step up from hitting it with a rock!