Nostalgic for me that, I was raised in Bath from 1939 to 47 and know it well.
1968 eh... no parking meters to mention, but the apogee of urban planner/architect megalomania: multi-storey car parks to be placed everywhere and enormous town centre underpasses constructed... the first happened, the second didn't.
They hadn't thought of bus lanes yet. Or parking for four quid an hour, with clamps and huge fines for getting it wrong. It was another world.
Look at Life had a dated, stilted feel even then. That lady presenter looks pretty fifties actually. Part of its charm now, but modernizing hipsters like me used to despise it back then. One does mellow a bit with age (only a bit though).
Last edited by: Armel Coussine on Tue 31 Dec 13 at 18:40
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