beach chick Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 on the back of the 'you know you're old' thread, I was thinking about my childhood, back in the dim distant 60's. sundry memories: - learning to swim on the end of a long rope in the outdoor pool in March in Scotland (I still maintain this is why I'm a poor swimmer today!) - freezing cold bathrooms - 2 bar electric fires - the 2nd bar only came on in extreme circumstances - sharing an icecream lick for lick with the dog!! - sitting in the car while my parents were in the pub, with a pack of crisps and a book. unfortunately I never realised the salt was in the blue twist of paper, and couldnt understand why pub crisps were so boring! - the day we decorated the Christmas tree, the cat came in, took 1 look and promptly threw up!! - being made to wear trousers that only came to above my ankle bone because "you'll grow again soon"! what are yours? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 One of my most vivid memories (you'll see why) is of one bored, rainy afternoon, having tray races down the stairs with my sister. I was always the one who went down headfirst. Except that their stairs have a bend at the top and one at the bottom, the last one has a window by it.... guess who went headfirst through the window, and ended up concussed and with stitches....??? Oh, and remember that really hot summer of '76? Well I was 'lucky' enough to have chickenpox closely followed by glandular fever. At 13, I was old enough to be well hacked off. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charlottechicken Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Going on an expedition with a group of friends to the local park (which felt like it was miles away!) for the day with a bottle of water and some banana sandwiches, and spending the whole time shoe and sockless wandering up and down in the 'brook'. Playing in the gutter, especially after rain Having strap on roller skates with no brakes, just aiming for the next lamppost to stop yourself. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
beach chick Posted June 22, 2007 Author Share Posted June 22, 2007 cardboard boxing? like sledging, only in summer and you sit in a cardboard box and get shoved down a very steep hill. the more trees and obstacles in your way, the better! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Sounds like our old go kart - no brakes, just used the soles of your plimsolls to stop. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charlottechicken Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Sounds like our old go kart - no brakes, just used the soles of your plimsolls to stop. Brakes are for wimps! I came to an abrupt halt on my scooter once, I built up a good speed and crouched down (for aerodynamic reasons of course) and the back wheels ripped my skirt off! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Oooo, bet that made you cry TCP and a bit of spit on grazes, cold flannel on a bumps, scratching my feet in rockpools, keeping hermit crabs in a bucket under my bed for a week , laughing 'til you're nearly sick (also tend to do the latter at Omlet gatherings ) , Basil Brush (now making a comeback), Derek Nimmo, Hancock's half hour, Robert Carrier, Fanny Craddock, 'proper' Blue Peter, The Clangers, Magic Roundabout, banana and honey sandwiches, fish paste and Ryvita, cooking over a camp fire at the bottom of the garden... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egluntyne Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Anyone have a go cart ( we called 'em "Trashers" in Manchester....lord knows why)...made of old pram or pushchair wheels, a wooden box nailed on to sit in (a cushion if you were posh) and a wooden stick for a brake. Steering was done by means of rope "reins" tied to the front wheels. You took it in turns to be the pusher. You could get some speed up! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Banana sandwiches made with butter that was so thick cos it came off in chunks because the kitchen was so cold We went to Crete in '76 and it rained every day; huge big drops every afternoon and then it dried up immediately and was boiling hot and when we arrived back it was scorching hot here as well Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
susanbb Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Our equivelent to a go cart in the West of Scotland was called a ""bogey"...think that's how you spell it ,or it could give a completely different concept of something on wheels Susan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egluntyne Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Our equivelent to a go cart in the West of Scotland was called a ""bogey"...think that's how you spell it ,or it could give a completely different concept of something on wheels Susan That is interesting....my mother was Scottish and always called them Bogeys......to my eternal embarrassment! Now I know why! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Train carriages without a top on are called bogies, perhaps that's where it comes from. Just ask Dan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Just ask Dan I wouldn't if I were you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 No, best not Debs, we might get an essay or one of his marathon posts Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Egluntyne Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Poor Dan! It's good for a man to have a hobby! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
susanbb Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Unable to comment as I've never met Dan. Susan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nicola O Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 One of my strongest (and most embarassing) childhood memories was when I was about eight, and my Brownies put on a small pageant for the parents dressed up in home made costumes. For some reason I wanted to be a cowboy, but mum wouldn't let me wear trouser (not sure why) and she made me a brown skirt out of crepe paper. During the performance I needed the toilet and kept telling Brown Owl every time a came off stage but she wouldn't let me go. She made me sit on a cair in the corner until I went back on. Well, the inevitable happened and I wet myself and when I got up the back of the crepe skirt ripped off as it had stuck to the chair . That was bad enough but I had to go back on stage to carry on, and finish the pageant with no back to my skirt, showing everyone my large purple, and very wet, knickers . Nicola Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bronze Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 I could correct you but I won'y. I'll leave that to Daniel We used to make very s"Ooops, word censored!"ey go-carts out of whatever was going. Maybe thats what wrong these days. Theres no proper pram wheels to be had. I had a fab childhood and I could just go on and on about the daft things we did, mainly outside but I won't bore you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Poor Dan! It's good for a man to have a hobby! You've not met Dan have you Egluntine? He's so wonderfully enthusiatic and very knowledgeable about his hobbies/fave subjects, isn't he Debs? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Poor Dan indeed His hobby is taking him and Harry to Derbyshire next weekend So a lovely shopping trip for Jules and I as long as they have a Claires Accessories and a Waterstones Jules will be a very happy bunny Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 She and Rosie are so alike Debs; I have tried explaining that Claire's Accessories is the same in every town Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Yes Clare, he is VERY knowledgeable ... about trains Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
beach chick Posted June 22, 2007 Author Share Posted June 22, 2007 ohhhh, poor Nicola! I got sent out of class once for dumb insolence (my speciality). while standing in the lobby of the portakabin (!) a wasp flew up my skirt so I started crying. the teacher came out and said she was glad to see I was sorry for my behaviour. "NO I'M NOT SORRY! there's a wasp up my skirt" I said! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 So are Waterstones, but everywhere we go Jules has to go and have a look Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 Yes Clare, he is VERY knowledgeable ... about trains I'm impressed how he even knows their names! I'm sure that he'll correct me about the bogie thing though Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
