memories of childhood
 

Memories...this is lovely!

Just for a minute, forget everything stressful and read this:

Close your eyes and go back in time...
Before the Internet or the Apple Mac.
Before semi automatics, joyriders and crack....
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...

Way back........

I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park.
The corner shop
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Football with an old can.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the Menace.
Roly Poly.
Hula Hoops.
The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
Bazooka Joe 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.

Watching Saturday morning cartoons.....short commercials.
The Double Deckers, Road Runner, He-Man, Zeebedee, Tiswas or Swapshop, Why Don't You or staying up for Doctor Who.
When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere.

Earwigs, wasps, stag beetles, stinging nettles and bee stings.
Sticky fingers.
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians and Zorro.
Climbing trees.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
Running till you were out of breath and getting a stitch, 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.
Playing cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Choppers and Grifters.

I'm not finished just yet.....
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.
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 it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
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!

Remember when....
Decisions were made by going 'Ip, Dip, Dog Sh*t.'
'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.

Ring bells with anyone?:)

C

bells are ringing merrily:)

Almost every single one of those brought back a fantastic memory from my childhood. I wish I could go back, what great times they were.

That has taken me back, thank you!

Ade.

I had a bang on the head at 19 which sadly wiped out virtually all those memories.............:sniff:
One thing though..........you can still get Hula Hoops and I eat tons of the things :bouncy::bouncy::lol:

Ah...

Risking your limbs at the most dangerous place in the area - the playground at the park......:D

The witch's hat combined with tarmac - cause of most of the broken arms among my friends....

Charlotte ...
 

... you on reception by any chance this morning??? :lol:

Henry - how did you guess?:lol::lol:

They think I'm lovely to volunteer for sitting out here on my own;) nobody wanted to colunteer - little do they know.......:lol:

I have got all nostalgic now with those memories:)

ding ding ding:D:D:D

Knew you were as old as me:lol::frog:

cant be mate - you told me you had a thrupenny bit for your pocket money:P

Nah, none of that rings a bell with me.
and what's a thrupenny bit? An attachment for a socket set maybe??

:D

dunno mate - something my gran used to talk about:puzzled:

My gran used to store those under her bed.:o

You can't be that old CK. 25p, it was 2s/ 6d when I was a lad.

:D:D:D:D

That was lovely..... Set my mind going back through my old memories when I had no worries at all.....

And you told me you only got 3 farthings:lol:

Nice one CK
Heres a few to the list
long summer days chasing and catching Butterflies so many back then
cycling nowhere specail just for the hell of it
Local Bobby you where s--t scared of
leaving the doors unlocked
climbing out the bedroom window after lock in
listening to David Bowie on yer mates dads priceless sterio
the first moon walk on black and white tv
yer first NEW bike
listening to Ann Nightinggale late at night

life was better then no doubt
ian :cool:

Are we old or was it a better time :smug:

Could be it's just that time of life is the best time?:(

Me I think it was better and I would love to take my son back to see
it as it was, coz he thinks I am a nutter if I tell him about this stuff.

Great post even if you were just daydreaming. :):):)

Hoola hoops...My Dad used to put them on my fingers and tell me I was a princess then eat them all off one by one...
I was 3 !...I loved my Dad!

Those evoked real memories CK!...I just wonder what MY kids memories will be of their child hood...

Mum playing "burp challenge"!
Wedgie competitions (who gets to Mums pants first!)
Fart competions...Loudest and funniest!
Bad` breath competitions...Who has the "cabbagiest" one in the morning!
Who can pee Dad off most with the "yes,( no behind his back) game!
Biggest bubble (bubble gum) competition
Stamp on your foot comp....
Such a shame they aren't allowed to "play out" like we were...and the bestest friend they get to play those comps with is Mum OR Dad:(

Great post! I keep coming back and reading it again.

When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.

Still do!!!!

CK posted:-
As a Londoner, this has two meanings - Money and in 'Cockney Rhyme & Slang' well just have a look at Jon's avatar :lol:
Personally, I much prefer to handle the later :D ;)

Please also add to the list:-
Curly Wurly.
Wigwams (Crisps - Professionally known as 'Game Chips')
Sherbert Dip/Dab.

Richard.

Sorry, I forgot to add sixpence to the list. Looks like our new 5p coin and was worth two and half pence - I think.

Sixpence was a fortune back then. Who had a school tuck shop?

CK,

Still smiling as I type this. Loads of memories there...

Out last night at the Wimbourne festival, loads of kids getting plasterd watching the bands, I couldn't help but notice how pale the Playstation generation are. I remember all my mates couldn't wait to get outside and play. Is it me?

Rgds, Rob

CK

what a priviledged lifestyle you had as a child.

We used to live in a shoe box in middle of road and hav a cup of hot gravel for breakfast.........Luxury, our dad used to thrash us to bed wiv broken bottle in.......;);)

Well of course we had it tough..........