Soda Streams & Mr Frosty

Sodastream. Brilliant. Either you had one, or your best mate had one.

Supposedly you were getting lovely home made fizzy drinks. In reality it tasted like flat coke, and the bubbles lasted approximately 8 seconds.

You would run in from playing outside, possibly wearing stone washed jeans, fingerless gloves, a plastic tennis visor and a hypercolour T Shirt, and go about making your soda stream drinks.

They were the 80s equivalent of Bread Maker. They would be used no more than 6 times before being relegated to the back of the cupboard never to be seen again.

They were great. After you sodastream, you would tie the top toggle of your coat round your neck, without putting your arms in the sleeves, and you would go haring around outside truly believing you looked like a superhero.

Hahaha they were truly crap. You can probably still get them.

Another favourite of mine was the Mr Frosty that my little sister had. Some plastic contraption that basically crushed ice. She would sit there with legwarmers on, bicycle shorts under a skirt, and just crush ice continually. For hours. Honestly.


I reckon the working parts of the Mr Frosty machines are recycled and now used in modern American style fridges with Ice Makers.