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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 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, jumping the stream, building dams.
    >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
    >screwball.
    >
    >Wait......
    >
    >Watching Saturday morning cartoons, short commercials or the flicks.
    >Children\'s Film Foundation, The Double Deckers, Red Hand Gang,
    >Tomorrow People, Tiswas or Swapshop?, and \'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, stinging nettles and bee stings.
    >
    >Sticky fingers.
    >Playing Marbles. Ball bearings. Big \'uns and Little \'uns.
    >Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
    >Climbing trees.
    >Making 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 on roundabouts, 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. Vimto and Jubbly lollies
    >
    >Remember when...
    >
    >There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash
    >The only time you wore them at School was for P.E.
    >And they were called gym shoes or if you are older - plimsoles
    >
    >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 pupil 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*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.
    >
    >Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their grown life...
    >
    >I DOUBLE-DARE YOU
    >




    Davy

  • #2
    Lmao, class Davy mate.

    Jim.
    Remember, some people are alive simply because it is illegal to shoot them.

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    • #3
      Who\'d of thought it was soon to be a thing of the past excellent davy lets all get together and play japs and comandoes no girls allowed

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      • #4
        Yeah ..... happy memories ,been laughing ,shaking my head and looking at the ceiling moaning all due to the memories evoked by this great post ,cheers Davy .

        Get yourself a penny chew on me mate.
        You can take the lad out of Walker but .......

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        • #5
          na na na na na na ya just canna type a good machine gun noise can ya lol got ya all anyway :P

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          • #6
            what m8 no silencer

            my lad had snuck up behind you anyway and had knifed ya so there :P
            its the taking part that counts


            COME ON YOU BLUES

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            • #7
              Quality mate
              You can take the lad out of Walker but .......

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              • #8
                happy days


                i just wish i could allow my kids the same freedom without having to worry
                cheers Bri

                anglingnortheast.com

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                • #9
                  class Davey,I think the only money to be got back then (apart from 25p pocket money)was to go pop-bottling,penny for the guy and carol singing.
                  whatever happened to london lights?

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                  • #10
                    Just had a week in Scotland, where they give you 20p if you take your empty pop battle back. The kids couldn\'t believe it, especially as I told them me and my mates used to hang around building sites waiting for the builders to finish their pop so we could have the bottles.

                    Mind, I was 34 at the time

                    London lights - now thats a memory.

                    [Edited on 27/8/2006 by Davyred]
                    Davy

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                    • #11
                      brilliant post. and unfortunately (or is it fortunately) I do remember all the points made ...
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                      ,,;;`` [_________/-,......... Norman......... http://slinkykate.com/

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                      • #12
                        class davy, but you forgot the \"victor\" class read, alf tupper the tough of the track! the christmas annual was always my favourite. used to sit on the bog til my legs went numb reading it!!!

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