[WillowTheWhisp]

Originally Posted by jambutty

If we were talking about 200 years ago you would have a good point garnida. But we are not. We are talking about the generation that spawned the generation that spawned the current youngsters.

50 years ago we could walk the streets with safety and confident in the knowledge that we wouldn’t be accosted or have our path blocked by crowds of yobbos.

If someone tripped and fell down in the street (even a drunk) people would gather round and help them up.

We could nip out to the local shop for a forgotten bottle of milk or whatever and leave the front door unlocked and the house empty. We KNEW that no one would come-a-calling and rob us blind.

We could let our kids go and play on the swings etc in the local park safe in the knowledge that they would come home more or less on time.

We could put out milk bottles with money in them to pay the milkman and no one came along and pinched it.

Our kids could set off for school clutching their bus fare and dinner money and no one stole it from them.

I could travel to an away football match and stand with the home supporters without fear of being done over. There was banter and fun poking but it was all innocent fun.

Men would hold open the shop door to allow a lady to go through first. Children would give up their seats on a bus to an adult, especially an old one or a woman without being asked to.

A young mum struggling with a pram to get onto a bus would be helped by total strangers.

In short, people were prepared to and did help each other whether we knew them or not. We KNEW how to behave and had RESPECT for others.

I know where you're coming from with most of this and although there are some exceptions, like Neil who will help a mother with a pram, there are plenty of others who won't. I rarely see children stand up on a bus these days to allow an adult to sit down. As for opening doors, some people would rather slam them in your face.

It really annoys me that nice orderly queues seem to be dying out too. You queue up for a bus and it arrives and a bunch of yobbos pile on ahead of you despite the fact that they arrived long after, or you queue up to be served in a shop and some ignorant chav type barges in front dragging little Glastonbury (I kid you not) and another one along with her.