The Good Old Days was a popular BBC television light entertainment programme directed by Barney Colehan which ran from 1953 to 1983.
It was performed at the Leeds City Varieties and recreated an authentic atmosphere of the Victorian–Edwardian music hall with songs and sketches of the era performed by present-day performers in the style of the original artistes.
The audience dressed in period costume and joined in the singing, especially "Down at the Old Bull and Bush" which closed the show. The show was compered by Leonard Sachs. In the course of its run it featured about 2,000 performers.
The show was first broadcast on 20 July 1953.
The Good Old Days was inspired by the success of the "Ridgeway's Late Joys" at the Players' Theatre Club in London: a private members' club that ran fortnightly programmes of variety acts in London's West End.
Typical line-ups were :
The good old days is a term used when referring to better times in the past.
The Good Old Days or Good Old Days may also refer to:
The Good Old Days is a 1939 British comedy film directed by Roy William Neill, written by Austin Melford and John Dighton based on a story by Ralph Smart and starring Max Miller, Hal Walters and Kathleen Gibson. It is about a group of entertainers who struggle to get permission to perform at a tavern in 1840.
It is on the British Film Institute's BFI 75 Most Wanted list of lost films.
Stop living in the past. Your glory days are far from gone.
It’s crucial you should realize that we are more
than this endless ocean of walking corpses destined to drift.
We’re beginning to die without a chance to live.
When I was young they said that I could do anything.
Hitch my wagon to a star and never look back.
For too long you’ve been sitting on a long lived lie.
Why can’t you see that your time here is passing you by?
Memories are bittersweet. Somewhere in the in-between
of half-smiles and long sighs, countless lows and seldom highs.
Do what you need to make ends meet before this life has got you beat.
Don’t hover in the in-between of growing up and losing sleep.
We’ve only one life to live, no hesitating.
The difference between burning out and fading away.
(My life starts today)
Memories are bittersweet. Somewhere in the in-between
of half-smiles and long sighs, countless lows and seldom highs.
Do what you need to make ends meet before this life has got you beat.
Take back the dreams that you left fallen by the wayside.
Nostalgia’s creeping in. I’m longing to recast
fond memories of better times are haunting me. I’m living in the past.
Those days aren’t over now, just steps I can’t retrace.
Years from now we will look back and say, those were the good old days.
These are our glory days. These are the good old days.
We won’t look back in regret, on what we should’ve changed.
These are our glory days. These are the good old days.