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get that sexual harasser reported. there must be money in it somewhere as it surely must have affected your mental health for all these years.

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Yes, I have to admit to feeling the same about my serenade.
The Teddy boy looked vaguely ‘dangerous’....my dear old dad was watching and I was warned off any contact with this young man....who could have been about 19.....I never saw him again...but his serenade boosted my ego no end.

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Back then, it wasn’t considered as such...more of a compliment....and I have to say I like compliments...not that I get many of those anymore.

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Just love to flip along on You Tube and listen to the music of the fifties and sixties. I can spend hours just reminiscing what went on then, when I used to listen to certain melodies.

Cheers

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Margaret, I took it as a compliment as well, loved it! Oops! Monkey Hanger, I can see the feminists wringing their hands in horror, and I haven’t even mentioned how much I miss the wolf whistles.

Unfortunately it is the effects of advancing years (very advanced!) that being serenaded to (even from the side of a rubbish truck) and the wolf whistles, are now consigned to the memory box.

Best get back to the subject matter of this thread before my mental health is really affected.

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remember when this wolf whistle topic came up awhile a go on here. a reply i got from a 90 odd year old woman at denholme over 50,s club was that they bothered her when they stopped doing it.

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Me too, monkey hanger, I felt like I was being sexually harassed (or should that be 'by-passed') when the whistlers stopped whistling.

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The main thing is to 'Stay Young At Heart' like Frank Sinatra told us to do, and hopefully by mentioning a music memory of mine I've brought this thread back on track.

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I was told the the ‘old ones are the best’
Old slippers feel like they grew on you....old jeans.....soft and faded with age....old songs with all the memories and emotions attached to it.....a big band melody takes me back to the only time I ever danced with my dad.....it was at my nursing graduation /prize giving. He whispered in my ear how proud he was....this memory makes my eyes sweat....but I would not have it any other way.

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actually music memories can be far more important than a single photograph can ever achieve. always think of my old man when i used to hear rolf harris,s two little boys. he was before his time and hated harris and always made a thing about the lyrics of that song. then there are a few records who you associate with those who you loved and lost.