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When I was little, they told me the "Amos and Andy" radio show was about "colored people." For a long time, I thought they were red because they were sponsered by Campbells Tomato Soup.
This isn't one of my child hood beliefs, but my Mum's, but when she told me, I couldn't resist but to tell the world!! When she was young, she thought that the weekly British Top 40 singles chart, was selected by HRH The Queen, depending on what records she'd been listening to that week!!!!!
As a kid I use to belive when the car
radio was on,If you hit a bump in the road the record would skip.Remember vinil.
My sister told me that little people lived in the radio and that's what gives us music. For a while there I was afraid that KISS were going to come out and get me.
My mum used to listen to Radio 4 a lot... I used to believe that those honoured celebrities who featured on Desert Island Discs really were sent off to be shipwrecked on a desert island with their records, luxury, Bible and book!
When I was about 5 or 6, I used to believe that when I turned the radio off, then back on again later, it would carry on playing where it left off. After all when I did it quickly it did, and if I left it a while I couldn't remember what was on before anyway...
Or maybe they just had a really short playlist back then
My parents used to listen to Radio 4 whilst cooking or what have you, and I always used to try and get involved with the Seaman's Weather Forecast, which I mistook for a very long intellectual gameshow. The 'presenter' would ask 'Llandudno' whether 'South-Westerly' was 'moderate' or 'good'. I always assumed an answer never came because the contestants were busy writing them down.
I used to believe that you could only listen to 'AM' radio in the morning, and 'FM' radio at night, though i could never figure out why it was called FM radio when it was PM at night.
My cousin used to believe the singers in the radio were ants....
I used to think tiny little people were inside my mothers radio singing to me.
When I was young I had a very old fashioned radio that my dad gave to me.....and I used to think that all of the music and radio dj's were being broadcast from many years ago......I didn't realise that old radios could pick up modern broadcasts?????
When i was younger i thought that if i had the radio on and was listening to a song, then the video for that song MUST be on MTV right then.
I remember when I was little I use to think that when you were in a car listening to a song on the radio, that the next time you got in the car, the song you were listening to before, would just start where it left off.
I used to believe when I turn the radio off, it stopped playing until I turned it back on again. And when I turned it back on it would start where it was when I turned it off.
When I was a kid I use to believe that if you turned off the radio or T.V. and then turned them back on at a later time it would pick up where it left off.
i used to believe that small small peoples are inside tht radio ,and they are fearing to come out .on those days i used to shout at radio "if you are brave ennof come out and fight with me bleady beggers"
I used to believe little people sit inside the radio and sing the songs and stuff. When no one was around I used to check through the small holes so that I can talk to them.
I could never work out how they used to change the bands over so quickly when i listened to the radio
I used to believe that the tiny little people that live in radios and record players made to music, and when you turned it off, that was when it was their dinner time
I used to belive that if I was out in the car (for example) with the radio on, that when the car was turned off when we got home, that i could turn it on when I got in the house and the song that had been on would start up from where I left off in the car.
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