I grew up in Peckham se london and it was just like that oh when i saw the tin bath i remember always as the baby of the family being the last one in the scummy water lol good memories though i remember the coal man he terrified me all coverd in coal dust and gruff voice. then the chimmney sweep he was the same on sunday the muffing man rang a bell and had them on a big tray he carried on his head . the rag n bone man it was a different world one that is really missed people were happy even though we were poor we worked hard but were close nit families. now its so different families dont see each other neighbours ignore each other and i dont have to tell you the demographics of the areas in london now all the culture has gone very sad
I’ll tell you something funny I’m an old 76 years old cockney when we were very young there was one family that had a tele my mate he’s dad bought a tele it was tiny but it was in this great big like cabinet with loads of bulbs anyway all the kids in our building used to go watch it so he’s dad had an idea to make the screen bigger so he got this great big thick magnifying glass and somehow stuck it on the tele to make it look bigger but it was crap but we didn’t like to tell his dad as he thought it was really good but because it was a big magnifying glass it had some colour on it it was shit so we said George it’s even in colour he said yeah it is init
I was born in Stepney in 1948 I lived in peobody buildings next to shadwell park there was no money about but we were poor and happy I now live out in the sticks thank god when I see London now I get so sad because it’s just gone down hill what a shame it’s like the aliens have landed bad aliens I feel so sorry for our children and grandchildren if things don’t get better we are going to disappear I’m a cockney with the cockney accent we are a dying breed and we will die out and so will our character I’ve had a good honest life so be happy and good luck
24:00 Sunday morning thrifting. It is still exist today. I love to go to the traditional market and search for that clothes. It is called "maccakar" here in Makassar, Indonesia.
It’s easy to correct. Just ‘unwoke’ the British pub. It’s a 10 step process. 1. No women. 2. No children 3. No food except nuts on bar. 4. No jukebox 5. No TV 6. No mobile phones 7. Smoking reinstated (tobacco only) 8. No vapes 9. No drink-driving laws 10. Put the signs back outside that say “No dogs, certain ethnicity, or certain ethnicity” (I can’t even type it because this woke channel or woke tube will delete my comment) Number 11 is much more difficult. How to get men back in pubs now they are acting like women and spending their money like women, ie drinking American soft drinks, vaping, aimlessly driving around in cars, parking up in retail parks, hanging out at McDonalds, Subway, KFC, 24 hr service stations, eating Dunkin Donuts, watching RU-vid, going on Instagram, TikTok, dating apps, playing video games, eating Burger King, getting their hair done, getting the 41st expensive tattoo, eating ‘curries’ and drinking ‘lager’, buying £2 cans of ‘American Craft Ale’ pish from the supermarket, sitting on the sofa watching Netflix, Apple TV, Amazon Prime, etc etc etc…ALL of their money goes here not in the pubs it’s no wonder pubs are dying. So it’s an 11 step process really. The first ten are easy.
My Mum still speaks just like this! she was 10 years old when this film would have been made, born in the East End and lived there until she moved out to Essex when we kids came along. Some of my extended family still live in London, the older ones also still speak this way. I love it!
If you want to see something really scary type in ethnic groups of london to google and look in at the wikipedia page. The best way we can minimise this is by making sure neither labour nor conservatives get into power, both want to flood the country with cheap labour and more taxes (as they've been doing for years)
1958 - children seem to get their own way now - but were still tough and had a brain that worked 2024 - beyond control soft sissies who can't survive without instant gratification..
My family are from bethnal green. The canes and cowell families. My grandparents left late 1960s for Hertfordshire. My g uncle was a rag and bone man in bethnal green Lovely watching this. Would be nice to see how the families are
l really liked this, but it seems to have given far too many people an opportunity to indulge in sentimental nostalgia with a big dash of racism thrown in.
Okay, Dr. Phil, why is China buying up our lands? Do we not have the ability to refuse non-citizens from purchasing our lands? Especially China and other dangerous countries? Do we? Do we not? Who is allowing this? That person should be in trouble and the land taken back from the China government. Look, there is no reason why we the people cannot keep our country ours. Who is not allowing this?
I remember going to the jumble sales in Sally army at Spa Road with my dad before he died in 1979 and then when I was a teenager living near there it seemed to be just tramps and drunks coming out of there...this has changed my view on the place.
Im in my mid 40s from London and I was there for the end of it. Even in 1989 we would hear the rag and bone man shouting 'bring out your rags'. Imagine if that happened today, ppl would be so perplexed he would be followed by ppl filming on their phones lol.
Factory is m, and the all EWG ist so. Fake. London Rudolf Hesse, monstermaker. A old story say if can so goid play in secret London. Animal/people she are all here . She kill my mother else.
Bethnal Green....jeez this is about as far removed as you could possible get in the East End of Londonistan today....Absolutely tragic...a plague of rats has infested it....
