I can still remember my OH's call sign from back in 1967.

Not only did his day job include radios but he spent every waking hour at home playing with them too.

Dort No2 set up one of my earlier phones so that it would play one of 5 Roger Miller tunes dependant on who rang me.

You can't rollerskate in a buffalo herd (kids),

King of the road (mates and general),

Chugalag (closest PH mate/neighbour where I always end up Franz Liszt),

Little green apples (home phone)

or

Dang me (Mrs' mobile)......

And you answered each in the following way?

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@colic2bullsgirlore wrote:

Dort No2 set up one of my earlier phones so that it would play one of 5 Roger Miller tunes dependant on who rang me.

 

You can't rollerskate in a buffalo herd (kids),

What Now?.

 

King of the road (mates and general),

Hey Buddeee - How they hangin'?

 

Chugalag (closest PH mate/neighbour where I always end up Franz Liszt),

Sun's over the yardarm somewhere, meet you there

 

Little green apples (home phone)

Yeh, yeh, like I told you an hour ago, I'm on my way

 

or

 

Dang me (Mrs' mobile)......

Honey, you just can't do it to me, you'll kill me if you gonna up the quota again

 

DEB

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^^^^^^^^^ we've never met but you know me too well

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@lyndal1838 wrote:

I can still remember my OH's call sign from back in 1967.

Not only did his day job include radios but he spent every waking hour at home playing with them too.

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Tackled cleaning a couple of cabinet drawers in the spare bedroom last week.....and in one of them I discovered about a dozen QSL cards that (now ex) hubby had designed for the CB club we belonged to....gosh.... thirty plus years ago.

Brought a smile to my face and a wave of nostalgia