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Got this from my sis
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Close your eyes and go back in time...
Before the Internet...
Before semi-automatics,
joyriders and crack....
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
Way back........
I'm talking about Hide and Seek in thepark.
The cornershop.
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Football with an old can.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the menace.
Roly Poly.Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.
The smell of the sun andfresh cut grass.
Bazooka /Jaw breakers bubble gum.
An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune
Chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball.
Wait...... Watching Saturday morning cartoons, short commercials or the flicks. Children's Film Foundation, The Double Deckers, Red Hand Gang, The Tomorrow People, Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? - or staying up for Doctor Who and Minder. When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like
going somewhere.
Earwigs, wasps, stinging
nettles and bee stings.
White dog poo.
Sticky fingers.
Playing Marbles. Ball bearings. Big 'uns and Little
'uns.
Cops and
Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
Climbing trees.
Building igloos out of snow banks.
Walking to school, no matter what the
weather.
Running till
you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt. Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights. Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles. Being tired from playing....remember that? The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate weapon. Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle. Choppers and Grifters. Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops. Remember when... There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash
-
and the only time you wore them at school was for
P.E.
You knew everyone
in your street - and so did your parents.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
You didn't sleep a wink on
Christmas eve.
When
nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
When 25p was decent pocket money
Curly Whirlys. Space Dust. Toffo's. Top
Trumps.
When you'd
reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the kids got
there.
When any parent
could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to
carry groceries and nobody, not even
the kid, thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the head's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc. Parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! and some of us are still afraid of them. Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that! Remember when.... Decisions were made by going " Ip Dip Dog Sh## " "Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by
whoever was the banker in "Monopoly".
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs. And the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one. It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123' wasn't an Olympic event. Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult. Nobody was prettier than Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant
orange-flavoured chewable aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Getting a foot of snow was a
dream come true.
Older
siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors. If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED.
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Close your eyes and go back in time...
Before the Internet...
Before semi-automatics,
joyriders and crack....
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
Way back........
I'm talking about Hide and Seek in thepark.
The cornershop.
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Football with an old can.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the menace.
Roly Poly.Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.
The smell of the sun andfresh cut grass.
Bazooka /Jaw breakers bubble gum.
An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune
Chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball.
Wait...... Watching Saturday morning cartoons, short commercials or the flicks. Children's Film Foundation, The Double Deckers, Red Hand Gang, The Tomorrow People, Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? - or staying up for Doctor Who and Minder. When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like
going somewhere.
Earwigs, wasps, stinging
nettles and bee stings.
White dog poo.
Sticky fingers.
Playing Marbles. Ball bearings. Big 'uns and Little
'uns.
Cops and
Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
Climbing trees.
Building igloos out of snow banks.
Walking to school, no matter what the
weather.
Running till
you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt. Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights. Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles. Being tired from playing....remember that? The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate weapon. Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle. Choppers and Grifters. Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops. Remember when... There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash
-
and the only time you wore them at school was for
P.E.
You knew everyone
in your street - and so did your parents.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
You didn't sleep a wink on
Christmas eve.
When
nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
When 25p was decent pocket money
Curly Whirlys. Space Dust. Toffo's. Top
Trumps.
When you'd
reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the kids got
there.
When any parent
could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to
carry groceries and nobody, not even
the kid, thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the head's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc. Parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! and some of us are still afraid of them. Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that! Remember when.... Decisions were made by going " Ip Dip Dog Sh## " "Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by
whoever was the banker in "Monopoly".
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs. And the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one. It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123' wasn't an Olympic event. Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult. Nobody was prettier than Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant
orange-flavoured chewable aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Getting a foot of snow was a
dream come true.
Older
siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors. If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED.
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I love the 1980s. It's just like summertime television in here.
Beefcake wrote:
> And that stuff that crackled in your mouth- moon dust or space
> dust...
>
> If you were brave enough to add coke to the equation...
...it makes your head explode. It's been scientifically proven.
> And that stuff that crackled in your mouth- moon dust or space
> dust...
>
> If you were brave enough to add coke to the equation...
...it makes your head explode. It's been scientifically proven.
I like Kiss chase.
WòókieeMøn§†€® wrote:
I got this snowball out of the freezer and threw it
> at a woman walking past. :-)
*****
You little hoodlum
I got this snowball out of the freezer and threw it
> at a woman walking past. :-)
*****
You little hoodlum
Goatboy wrote:
> > Football with an old can.
We use a 2 litre bottle of coke and put a bit water and bark in it! We have a proper footy but thats just us for you! :D
> > Football with an old can.
We use a 2 litre bottle of coke and put a bit water and bark in it! We have a proper footy but thats just us for you! :D
Ah, fantastic. I actually climbed a tree the other day, and good it was too. I urge everyone over 20 to go out into woodland and climb a tree.
And that stuff that crackled in your mouth- moon dust or space dust...
If you were brave enough to add coke to the equation...
If you were brave enough to add coke to the equation...
Conkers-truly the greatest invention that trees have come up with. Being devious one could use them to exact revenge on the bigger boys or gals. Simply challenge them to a conker duel and then every time it was your turn you could simply whack them on the knuckles with it. They would think you were rubbish, "he's missed my conker by miles again" they'd be thinking but deep down you'd know, you'd know.
It's a shame that so many councils ban people (kids) from collecting conkers for scrapping with. Another example of the nanny state. I wonder what the conker related fatalities are compared to those for joy riding? Exactly.
And it is another reason for England's abject failure to win the CWC. They have to train abroad if they want their sport taken seriously.
I demand that Blue Peter investigates this outrage immediately.
It's a shame that so many councils ban people (kids) from collecting conkers for scrapping with. Another example of the nanny state. I wonder what the conker related fatalities are compared to those for joy riding? Exactly.
And it is another reason for England's abject failure to win the CWC. They have to train abroad if they want their sport taken seriously.
I demand that Blue Peter investigates this outrage immediately.
WòókieeMøn§†€® wrote:
> Another thing I haven't seen in ages is the old Spud Guns. I don't
> know if any of you had them, but it was a pistol which you jabbed into
> a raw potato, which blocked the barrel. Then you sqeezed the trigger
> section and it blasted the little piece of spud quite a distance, with
> a really satisgying 'pop'. :-) Used to spend ages with a mate, firing
> it off of the balcony of our flats at people in the street below.
> :-)
Sure do remeber them - I went on a school trip to Wales - Criccieth we stayed at - and most of the boys used their pocket money to buy spud guns and we terrorised the inhabitants - until the teacher found out and they were all confiscated :(
The other thing we used to terrorise people was the old style ring pulls, you could break them into two and use the bit from the tin to flick the ring (Oooerr missus 1) at people .
> Another thing I haven't seen in ages is the old Spud Guns. I don't
> know if any of you had them, but it was a pistol which you jabbed into
> a raw potato, which blocked the barrel. Then you sqeezed the trigger
> section and it blasted the little piece of spud quite a distance, with
> a really satisgying 'pop'. :-) Used to spend ages with a mate, firing
> it off of the balcony of our flats at people in the street below.
> :-)
Sure do remeber them - I went on a school trip to Wales - Criccieth we stayed at - and most of the boys used their pocket money to buy spud guns and we terrorised the inhabitants - until the teacher found out and they were all confiscated :(
The other thing we used to terrorise people was the old style ring pulls, you could break them into two and use the bit from the tin to flick the ring (Oooerr missus 1) at people .
SHEEPY wrote:
> Chappy and Curby
>
> Ahhhhh
Heh, curby was a class game. I wonder who invented it?
> Chappy and Curby
>
> Ahhhhh
Heh, curby was a class game. I wonder who invented it?
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