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oh blimey, cant believe you found a pic of the maggots!!! they absolutely scared the life out of me - 1973, I was 12, and still eating the cushions behind the sofa while my Dad laughed. however the recent dr. who with the kids whose faces turned into gas masks also completely freaked me out.

I am a wimp. sad but true!

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My dad was an avid train spotter, he even got me my own proper book in which he underlined the trains I had seen that day, or "copped" as it is known :shock:

His idea of a great day out was to go to somewhere like Crewe to stand on the station, taking me & my mum with him

:roll:

 

Him Indoors used to like train spotting when he was a lad. His Mother used to take him.

 

She used to clamber up railway embankments with him, handbag over her arm and her stockings invariably in tatters! :lol:

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I think the most outstanding memories of my childhood were running free. On a weekend I'd be up with the lark and out with my friends running across fields, by reservoirs and climbing all over rickety piles of pallets in a local factory's "crate yard". Strictly banned of course, but no CCTV then and my parents didn't have a clue where I was or what I was doing. They just expected that i'd return when hunger drove me home, and I never let them down on that one :wink:

My best friend went to pick bullrushes out of a reservoir and fell in........ I dragged her out by her hair, and she just shouted at me for hurting her :shock:

We were lucky to survive to adulthood when I think back to some of our escapades :shock::shock:

I remember hiding behind the sofa to watch Dr Who, can't remember any exact episodes......... I guess I didn't see much with several inches of dralon between me and the screen :roll::lol::lol::lol:

Oh, and the long hot summer of 1976, doing gymnastics on the lawn, inspired no doubt by Nadia Comaneci.

Oh, and tartan scarves tied around my wrist because I was a Bay City Rollers fan, and posters of David Cassidy :shock::roll::roll:

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I was in love with Jones (the longhaired one) in Alias Smith & Jones...

 

you mean Griff Rhys Jones? Ahh well I suppose he has a kind of charm

 

If any of you are feeling nostalgic fore sweets try http://www.aquarterof.co.uk/

 

 

 

 

(n don't worry Daniel your knowledge on railways is far more greater (infinitly) than mine even if I could bell signal a Royal train through :))

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:lol::lol:

Yep! On holiday in Las Vegas when I was 13 (see, I meant it in the other thread about travelling with my parents), and he was there, in a casino. My mum went all weak at the knees and "oohed and ahhed" a lot. I didn't have a clue who he was, he just looked like a thin old man with a bad tan to me. Anyway, as she was too shy to go herself, she pushed me up to have my photo taken with him. He put his arm around me and kissed me on the cheek.... :D

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We used to jump off the pier onto a big pile of sand! Until they knocked the pier down. :(

 

I am amazed we survived to adulthood some of the things we got up to! :shock: I find it quite scary looking back.

 

We also used to tunnel into the sand dunes to make cave dens. Not a good idea! One collapsed once and I could have easily died buried alive :shock: Not a good experience, I was lucky my mates were around to dig me out.

 

edit:spelling & grammar

 

We also had a few close calls with the sea, got cut off by tide, swept out to sea in a rubber dinghy, took us ages to get back, two paddling and one with flippers on acting as an outboard motor!

 

Growing up by the seaside is great but can be dangerous!!

 

Kev.

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Growing up by the seaside is great but can be dangerous!!

 

I can empathise with that Couperman, in having roller skates and skateboards (i lived in the Welsh valleys and the two don't really go together with the hills)

 

I remember once not being able to stop, so crouched down Eddie the Eagle style and managed , somehow, to go down the hill and across the main road straight through the (open) school gates, down the driveway and into the playground and finally stopped! How I didn't get hit by a car was amazing!!

 

Another time I was riding my bike that didn't have brakes when I met a car coming up said road I had gone down before - got the front wheel over the kerb but the back wheel dragged along the edge of the kerb, threw me off the bike and into a fence.....I have a nice scar just below my collar bone from that and that was nearly 20 years ago!!

 

oh how it comes back - going down the main road on my mates scooter and got a blowout...felt like weeks that I was getting grit out of my body :shock:

 

A

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I can't be the only bloke of my age to have been madly in love with Felicity Kendall back in those days. And I can remember as an teenager watching Rowan and Martin's Laugh In - with a dippy georgous Goldie Horne.

 

Hey, Iggie Pop and the Stooges are on the telly tonight at Glastonbury - and the Killers.... Bye

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