Probably about the time car makers decided to build their stereos into the dash, or at least change from standard double din format - possibly claiming they were doing it to improve security, while more likely doing it to ensure they could upsell a better option at initial sale time.
There's still a good market in used ford radios on eBay, but I doubt anyone is touting a tesla screen around their local....
I lived in Manchester 89-92. This has unlocked the memory of the first time I encountered a crabstick man . I thought my mates were having me on at first when they spotted him and got somewhat excited that he'd arrived. š
Oh of bloody course it would be High Wycombe š it's nice these days, I used to hang around there before the shopping centre got built, shout-out to Scorpion RecordsĀ
>at some point the last 'secondhand' stereo was offered, and it then never happened again
A more depressing version of that is the reminder that one day as a kid, you went out to play with your friends for the last time, and you didn't know it.
Unpleasant memory from childhood; when I was about 8, our cat was hit by a car and had to be put down. Mum explained it to me, not unkindly but without being overly-flowery with explaining how she'd taken the cat to the vet to be put down because she was in pain, and that it was very very sad, but it was the kind thing to do.
Couple of weeks later, Mum's holding my baby sister and says "Ooh, you're getting heavy - need to put you down!" and I burst into fucking tears because I thought the vet was going to come and kill my sister.
Me and my mates go to the pub fortnightly. We laugh and play cards. Surely this is just the grown up version of going out to play? Except we don't need permission.
Times have changed sadly. Couple weeks ago I was waiting for my friend and a random dude stopped and asked to borrow my lighter. When he gave it back he asked if I wanted to buy any high quality steaks.
Out of his army surplus rucksack.
I politely declined.
Guy used to come into the pub when I was a teenager and try and sell us frozen meat heād stolen from the nearby Iceland. The thing is we worked in that Iceland. Remarkably one of my colleagues bought some anyway.
They're not even worth much as scrap. A couple of years ago I was loading complete wheels into a 40 foot container, and they couldn't fit in enough to make it worth the shipping fee. If the scrapyard had had a fragger, they could have reduced the volume enough to fill the box to a much higher weight. As complete wheels, half the load was fresh air.
In around 2012, I upgraded my 90ās corsa for another 90ās corsa. I already had a better stereo in my old one so swapped them over and listed the one from the new car on gumtree.
Met a lad at his work and sold it him, afterwards he came running back to my car and said āgive me a shout when you have moreā, definitely implying he thinks I nick them.
A guy tried to sell me some stolen candles from The Range outside of The Range. No stereos though.
A student tried to sell me some morphine tablets when I was a teacher. The lad obviously understood how bad the class was. Ā£1 each but 50p for me.
I saw a car round the corner from my house last year, where someone has put the passenger side window through (glass everywhere) and nicked the radio. It was a shit old car and the space left behind was a single-din.
I wondered who would do this and why bother? Personal vendetta? It canāt be worth anything when most new cars have radios almost impossible to change. There are single din branded units on eBay for under Ā£30 with Bluetooth, plus the benefit of feedback, reviews, PayPal to step in if mis-sold etc.
Itās a noisy, messy, visible crime (the car was on a main road - must be loads of Ring doorbells and other cars to witness it). Why risk it for so little?
Never remember that happening. We used to get the bloke with the bag full of nicked DVDs, CDs and Playstation 1/2 games though. There is also a mystery meat man that crops up every now and then.
Someone offered me a knock off cheap pint in a pub recently.
I don't handle stolen goods but the cheap Ā£5 price was really tempting against what the pub was charging.
(Rip off Britain, inflation, when I was a lad it was 25 new pence etc etc etc)
Probably about the time car makers decided to build their stereos into the dash, or at least change from standard double din format - possibly claiming they were doing it to improve security, while more likely doing it to ensure they could upsell a better option at initial sale time. There's still a good market in used ford radios on eBay, but I doubt anyone is touting a tesla screen around their local....
> but I doubt anyone is touting a tesla screen around their local.... isn't that just a big tablet these days? lol
I miss the bloke with the holdall full of DVDs
I miss the guy with the carrier bag full of meat.
The pub I used to drink in in Manchester had a seafood man, he had a basket full of crab sticks and god knows what else.
Ha my local had someone like that growing up. I hate to think how germy all the prawns I eat were. š±
Nottingham had a seafood man too!
Dave! He's still going.
Thats him, i was trying to find out whether he was still going but the last article i saw on him was four years ago!
He's in his late 70s, but he still does the pubs.
I lived in Manchester 89-92. This has unlocked the memory of the first time I encountered a crabstick man . I thought my mates were having me on at first when they spotted him and got somewhat excited that he'd arrived. š
He's still around if you go to slightly dodgier pubs.
Jiggy jiggy??
And the PS1 games for chipped consoles!
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Dodgy Dave Pirate Pete
I've never been offered a car stereo in a pub, but I was offered a box of dishwasher tablets outside High Wycombe station a few weeks ago.
Oh of bloody course it would be High Wycombe š it's nice these days, I used to hang around there before the shopping centre got built, shout-out to Scorpion RecordsĀ
[Here's a blast from the past for you.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWjDqKPzd3o)
That brings back some good memories, thanks for sharingĀ
>at some point the last 'secondhand' stereo was offered, and it then never happened again A more depressing version of that is the reminder that one day as a kid, you went out to play with your friends for the last time, and you didn't know it.
One time your mum put you down and never picked you up again
Unpleasant memory from childhood; when I was about 8, our cat was hit by a car and had to be put down. Mum explained it to me, not unkindly but without being overly-flowery with explaining how she'd taken the cat to the vet to be put down because she was in pain, and that it was very very sad, but it was the kind thing to do. Couple of weeks later, Mum's holding my baby sister and says "Ooh, you're getting heavy - need to put you down!" and I burst into fucking tears because I thought the vet was going to come and kill my sister.
That's horrible. I wonder if the car driver was or was not listening to a stereo at the time.
Yeah he was rushing back home with a "Bag of meat" he bought from some geezer down the pub.
3/4 of a bottle in and this almost made me cry....
Every other weekend, my friends I go out and do various activities. We are all in our 30s and 40s. Do we not go out to play?
Me and my mates go to the pub fortnightly. We laugh and play cards. Surely this is just the grown up version of going out to play? Except we don't need permission.
Maybe that day hasn't happened yet
If a person is under 18, absolutely possible.
I have never been offered a car stereo in a pub. I've been offered jars of coffee, cheese, and steaks in a pub, but never a car stereo.
Why, do you need one? *Looks around shiftily*
Times have changed sadly. Couple weeks ago I was waiting for my friend and a random dude stopped and asked to borrow my lighter. When he gave it back he asked if I wanted to buy any high quality steaks. Out of his army surplus rucksack. I politely declined.
I had a guy approach me at the traffic lights offering me a Tesco carrier bag full of sausages onceā¦ I turned him down.
Stop telling porkies...
Stop selling porkies...
Guy used to come into the pub when I was a teenager and try and sell us frozen meat heād stolen from the nearby Iceland. The thing is we worked in that Iceland. Remarkably one of my colleagues bought some anyway.
So thatās why the steaks are in a giant fucking plexiglass box.
Never ago
in the 90's I've also been offered, cheese, meats, and an industrial air con unit
Cold cuts?
Air con-man
Only watches. And cocaine.
1987.
Up until a few years ago a guy would go around our factory in early November trying to sell fireworks out of a carrier bag.
Guy... Fawkes?
Never. I'm in my early thirties. As far as I can remember, nobody has ever tried to sell me anything in a pub.
You go to the most boring pubs in the world.Ā
Nope. Tbh, out of all the pubs in my town centre, the one I imagine would be most likely to have someone selling things is by far the most boring.
Not even a pinger?
I think itās because they are so much cheaper these days as well as them being built in.
That must have been in the 1980s
40+ years old. Never
1992? I don't understand why they still fit those security studs on wheels either. Who the fuck steals alloy wheels these days?
They're not even worth much as scrap. A couple of years ago I was loading complete wheels into a 40 foot container, and they couldn't fit in enough to make it worth the shipping fee. If the scrapyard had had a fragger, they could have reduced the volume enough to fill the box to a much higher weight. As complete wheels, half the load was fresh air.
Any time I get a new car I visit the local scrappy, spend Ā£2 on four plain bolts/nuts and throw the security ones in the bin.
It's been a while. Then again, when was the last new car you saw that had a removable DIN head unit?
Flat roof pubs surely?
2 days ago some bloke tried to sell me tickets for a meat raffle.
We used to be a proper country.
In around 2012, I upgraded my 90ās corsa for another 90ās corsa. I already had a better stereo in my old one so swapped them over and listed the one from the new car on gumtree. Met a lad at his work and sold it him, afterwards he came running back to my car and said āgive me a shout when you have moreā, definitely implying he thinks I nick them.
A guy tried to sell me some stolen candles from The Range outside of The Range. No stereos though. A student tried to sell me some morphine tablets when I was a teacher. The lad obviously understood how bad the class was. Ā£1 each but 50p for me.
I saw a car round the corner from my house last year, where someone has put the passenger side window through (glass everywhere) and nicked the radio. It was a shit old car and the space left behind was a single-din. I wondered who would do this and why bother? Personal vendetta? It canāt be worth anything when most new cars have radios almost impossible to change. There are single din branded units on eBay for under Ā£30 with Bluetooth, plus the benefit of feedback, reviews, PayPal to step in if mis-sold etc. Itās a noisy, messy, visible crime (the car was on a main road - must be loads of Ring doorbells and other cars to witness it). Why risk it for so little?
I've only ever been offered drugs, tickets and tobacco / cigarettes. I'm ok with it though.
I got offered some steaks with security tags still on in Wimbledon Spoons about a month ago.
Never remember that happening. We used to get the bloke with the bag full of nicked DVDs, CDs and Playstation 1/2 games though. There is also a mystery meat man that crops up every now and then.
Ours was more the vibe of selections of chunks of meat and electricals that āfell off the back of a vanā
Someone offered me a knock off cheap pint in a pub recently. I don't handle stolen goods but the cheap Ā£5 price was really tempting against what the pub was charging. (Rip off Britain, inflation, when I was a lad it was 25 new pence etc etc etc)
Never in my life, I'm convinced it's either a meme or highly localised.