Nostalgia

(from Western Suburbs Magpies f/b page)

At the end of the 1983 season, Western Suburbs Magpies were in a difficult position. Wests played the season without a major sponsor, were gearing up to fight the NSWRFL's efforts to kick them out of the competition, and finished 1983 with a wooden spoon. So the club needed some out of the box thinking to get back on track over the off-season.

The solution? A high-profile rock concert at our home ground of Lidcombe Oval, on 23rd October, 1983.

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Now that’s a line up.

“Don’t worry, it’s all right, we can’t be beaten and if we are off to an April sun in Cuba.”
 
Love it. Burwood was our main shopping centre when I was a kid. Now 60 years later I live near there again. It's changed a lot in that it's very Chinese these days but a lot of the old landmarks such as churches and the beautiful old houses are still there.
But food choices these days are unreal ( so I’m told).
 
Dusters, chalk, whatever a teacher had in their hand at the time would fly at your head. There was no running home and crying to mum.
I once had a teacher send me out of the room as soon as I walked in to class. He said he was "saving himself the time of doing it later".
Ah the good times!
I remember a teacher who would sneak up behind while you were dealing with a complex math problem, and wack you in the back of the head.
 
Dusters, chalk, whatever a teacher had in their hand at the time would fly at your head. There was no running home and crying to mum.
I once had a teacher send me out of the room as soon as I walked in to class. He said he was "saving himself the time of doing it later".
Ah the good times!
I once had a teacher send me out of the room as soon as I walked in to class. He said he was "saving himself the time of doing it later".
That line must have been in the teachers handbook back in the day, I heard that plenty throughout the years. Often teachers would just say to kids as they walk through the door for class "I don't like your face, get out"

My Geography teacher threw one of those huge wooden chalkboard compass things at a school mate of mine cause he wouldnt shut up. The metal end pierced his arm, nothing happened to the teacher, the kid got 2 weeks of lunch detentions and never opened his mouth again in Mr Smiths class.....the good old days.

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Teachers used to be thugs.
Many times I got the cane out in front of the class - usually for something pretty tame, and it was always a tricky situation. You had to show your classmates that you were tough and could handle it whilst not showing the teacher it didn’t faze you. This usually resulted in extra strikes which properly hurt your hand. The cuts.
I always thought I’d one day get revenge on these guys. Never did.
I wonder if any of that scum are still kicking about??🤔
 

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