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I wish I could make doughnuts like hers.

Who's taking the free kick?

Wasn't the 70's big for Vesta curries? Dry rice and totally minging 'meat' chunks to which you added water? It was the era of prawn cocktails also. I could go on for ages, Tudor Crisps, Mint Cracknel...

Bryan,
Wasn't Elton John's
'Crocodile Rock' 1973 ???

Although self-taught Fanny could always hold her own in the kitchen.

Just hurry up and take the photie!!
Ah'm burstin' !!!

The only ingredient that won't harm you is the false eyelash.

I wonder if Barbara will let me use her cludgie?

Anyone like to see Johnny's monocle?

I'm sick of hearing about Jane Bloody Asher !!!

Jamie Oliver's latest career move backfires.

Hi,
great show as usual - great company in the car. Now home to have tea.

I remember 30 years ago very well, my dad worked at the beeb and brought home lots of car stickers (window stickers - we didn't have a car) around radio scotland's launch .

I have fond memories of many records from that year - older brothers discovering punk etc. Two contrasting ones stick out - the only ones 'another girl another planet' and 'Changing of the Guards' from Bob Dylan's street legal LP - a great introduction to Dylan for an 11yr old boy, and still one of my favourite LPs of his, unfashionable as that is.

Is that a doughnut in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?

A bit wordy for a caption

Hello the good guys



The show has been grand tonight Lido shuffle was magic!



Got dumped by my girlfriend on the last day of school in June 78.(being a very mature 18 month old) i was playing the role of Bernardo in West Side Story (Pat Kane was in the chorus). One of the 5th year lassies, who shall remain nameless to protect the guilty, took a fancy to me a stole a tennage hormonal snog while applying my panstick make up.



thankfully I made my cue on time, however when I came offstage i received a mighty smack on the chops from my girlfriend & she stormed off in a huff. It seems the make up artists had neglected to consider that if you use mascara to emphasise a young bucks teenage bumfluff moustache, and then snog the moustachioed nugget, you really should check the mirror b4 joining yer mates,



Seems my girlfriend knew all too well where the make up artiste got her own mascara `tache from!



neither of them have forgiven me, so belated apologies to those who know who they are.

Oh yes! What a spread! Absolutely fantastic!! Superb!!

14 refers to 12

1978 was pretty poor wan't it?

Fanny and Johnny have aged terribly.

Reminds me of the old Ronny Barker quip on Porridge: 'Beautiful Babs - dunno what her name is though...'

Is the licence payer forking out for the Spam cubes?

Steady Jim - HoppoLocust is already on meltdown!

How about a downloadable Miss Babs giggling mobile ringtone @ £3.50 each, for Children in Need of course!!

Just a thought.....

Anyway guys and gals, are we going to make this date in January for meeting up?

Maria

On Friday, January 9th I'm going to the panto.












Oh, Yes I Am !!!

It better be Maria - I am making a CD for madmac!

On a lighter note than my grump about tonights show - it was a good laugh to meet people at the pudsey night even though I was only there briefly so yes I am up for meeting in Jan>

Cheers

Norrie

Scotch is that a different Panto than this one?

Hark, bloggers in general and Julie in particular, I bring good tidings of great joy.

Mary Gauthier and Carrie Rodriguez will be performing at Glasgow's Tron Theatre on Thursday, 29th of January. 20:00

This is their only Scottish date, so get your tickets quickly.

This will be my 4th Mary G. gig.
If you like her records, you'll love her live!

Thanks for that SG - I plan to go. Hope its not in the wee rubbish hall bit thuogh.

Just back from a work night out where I insisted they play "Follow You Follow Me" in the bar.

In 1993, when I was pregnant with my daughter, I had a craving for a typical 1978 food - Plumrose tinned rice risotto - unfortunately they'd stopped making it...luckily, my other craving - fruit bonbon sweeties - were still in production.

I do remember platform shoes but, in 1978, punky, second hand shop finds were de rigeur. I remember going to see a band, possibly The Clash or The Buzzcocks, and I wore stilletto-heeled shoes, black drainpipe jeans (we couldn't buy them skinny enough and used to sew the seams to take them in ourselves) with my old Brownie uniform (the old, military-style, breast-pocketed, hand-me-down-from-older-sisters version) worn as a shirt!

And if you're lucky your doughnuts will taste like Fanny's

The old ones are the best!

A MissBabs ringtone, I like that. Good thinking indeed.

Memories of 78 are somewaht hazy, as stated before I was at the time attempting to break world records for alcohol consumption, though I think it was in that year I probably established a Scottish, if not world, record for knock backs from women (no doubt alcohol palying a part there) at one party, which my friends took great delight in. On the plus side a certain young lady and I discovered the thrill of fun in a plane. Unfortunatley it was more like the ten feet club as the plane in question was parked at the ime. I also remember being in Chelsea, and other parts of London, at about three and four in the morning and believe me London was no 24 hour party city in those days.

That apart 'Kempes - gol Argentina' is probably the main memory

I think also it may have been 78' when I discovered that cheesecake was not, as I had imagined a sponge cake with cheddar cheese or similar in the middle instead of jam, and was actually really tasty. Very Peter Kay I know, but in the 70's cheesecake was new and exciting, and a bit scary to us provincial types. I think I wa salso under the impression that I didn't like garlic though I was tucking into chicken vindaloo every weekend.

I'm afraid very wide flares were still de rigeur in this part of the world, though I think platforms had just about had their day. The cheap ones you got in D&E tended to come away from the leather anyway, resulting in a "thwocketty clump ooyah" kind of soundtrack, as the sole hit the upper, and your ankle bone hit the ground.

As for how you bought records down here - the back pages of the NME had mail order listings, and a stiff brown cardboard envelope would arrive days later with the latest offering from The Sex Pistols or The Ramones (this would be 77). By 78 the local shops (30 miles away from home) had started to stock all the good stuff mentioned on the blog.

I actually quite liked the Vesta chinese meals at the time (it was all I could cook!). Especially the crispy noodles, a bit like very narrow, and not fishy at all, prawn crackers. And yellow.

Dutch rings too - kind of oversized bun with a hole in the middle, filled with baker's cream, and topped with coconut icing. Though it does now sound like a fiendish type of IUD.

Good weekends all.

The doughnut story has passed into myth and indeed the title of a play but I believe it was originally said by Bill Tennent on STV.

Is that a doughnut or a marang? Naw, ye'r right enough - it's a doughnut.