…we kids had a little joke about snot…‘what’s the difference between Brussel sprouts and snot?… kids will eat snot’… it’s stupid but to us kids it was funny… cheers.
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...the many things that you remember as a kid or teenager...
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…it’s funny how you remember certain sounds from when you were a kid Gayspie… I remember from when we visited my grandparents in Manchester in England when I was about 7 or 8 years old… they had an actual bell at the front door that you had to ring… it had a very distinct ring tone to it… it was really unusual… I never heard that particular ring for so many years… (maybe it had a crack in the bell or something perhaps?)…
…anyway… about 10 years ago I went to a garage sale… an old man had died and his kids were selling all of his stuff… I happened upon a bell that hung in his garden… it was old and weather beaten… it was the EXACT ring tone as my grandparents one… I never forgot that weird ring tone even after all those years… of course I bought it for a few dollars and it’s now hanging in my back garden… I often give it a ring just to take a trip down memory lane and think of when we visited my grandparents lol!…
…it’s amazing how early memories stick with you even 60 or more years later… it’s a great feeling… cheers.
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I love all those old memories.
My earliest memory must be when I was about 3-4.
I have no idea where we were, but my family was visiting people. It could have been my grandparents relatives on my mum's side.
I remember being in bed with my sister. The room was huge, and the bed was huge - then it would have been being so small and young.
I remember feeling scared - big, old, dark room - safe with my sister beside me. Then the door opened, and a lady looked in to check on us, and I was scared stiff and didn't move.
Maybe my great aunt? I don't know. She was a lovely lady, but I wasn't familiar with her at that early age as I was as I grew up.
My earliest memory must be when I was about 3-4.
I have no idea where we were, but my family was visiting people. It could have been my grandparents relatives on my mum's side.
I remember being in bed with my sister. The room was huge, and the bed was huge - then it would have been being so small and young.
I remember feeling scared - big, old, dark room - safe with my sister beside me. Then the door opened, and a lady looked in to check on us, and I was scared stiff and didn't move.
Maybe my great aunt? I don't know. She was a lovely lady, but I wasn't familiar with her at that early age as I was as I grew up.
…does anyone remember the floating Flymo lawn mowers?… they had no wheels but floated like a Hovercraft… when we first moved to Australia in the mid 60’s and finally moved into a Housing Commission house… for the first time in my parents lives… they had to mow a lawn lol!… they had always lived in apartments in the East End of London… so it was a whole new world to them…. and us kids… because we were so poor and couldn’t afford a lawn mower my dad’s mate next door lent him his Victa lawn mower every time my dad needed to mow the lawn… and because having an actual lawn was so new to dad he loved having to mow it whenever it was needed to be done lol!…
…anyway… after about a year or so later my dad’s mate bought himself a Flymo lawn mower and gave dad his old lawn mower for nothing… every time the guy mowed his lawn with his Flymo it became an event for us kids to just sit there and watch him using his ‘hovercraft lawn mower’… we found it to be amazing because at that time hovercrafts were a new wonderous machine that were becoming so popular everywhere… we used to imagine that they were like ‘George Jetson’s’ (or somebody similar) flying car and that we’d be flying around everywhere in them… hovercrafts were the ‘new big thing’ so to speak…
…as it happened my dad’s mate and his wife… (sick of being in a Housing Commission house)… a few months later had bought a new apartment to live in and had no need of a lawn mower… that is… ; HIS FLYMO MOWER… because dad was his mate and my dad always wished that he could afford to get one for himself… he just gave my dad his Flymo mower… to say that dad was ecstatic is an understatement… he was beside himself…
…now my story begins… my dad… at every single possible moment… mowed the lawn at every possibility… the lawn got mowed even if it didn’t need it lol!… anyway… after about a year he finally allowed my brother and I to use it to mow the lawn!… (mainly because he was about to mow the lawn but got called out to work just as he was about to do it)… we told dad that we’d do it for him if he likes… after a lot of umming and ahhing he finally said “okay… but just mow the lawn and don’t break it… and watch your toes!”… he then went to work and left my brother and I to it… as soon as he left we tried riding it like a hovercraft (we’d been waiting about a year for this opportunity lol!)… but it didn’t have enough power to even lift my little brother…and he was so light… we were so disappointed… as I said… we had been waiting for over a year to ride it… and we got ziltch… nothing… zero… what a bummer!…
…we were mowing the lawn and had to mow a very steep embankment out at the front of the house… there was a big risk of losing our footing and hurting ourselves… we both thought… “stuff that!”… then as a 14 - 15 year old… I had a brainwave that I’m still proud of to this day…
…we got some rope from the shed… tied it to the handle… started the Flymo up… slowly lowered it to the bottom of the embankment and then just casually started walking from left to right and slowly start reeling the rope on the mower back in towards the top of the embankment until it was all done… even I was impressed with it lol!… my little brother just said… “smart arse!”…
…when dad got home he saw the lawn and thought that we did a great job… I told him about my idea with mowing the embankment and he was gobsmacked because he always had trouble mowing it… he thought that it was such a great idea that he did the same thing every time… the next time he asked us whether we wanted to mow the lawn we said “no’ because we had already found out that you can’t ride it like a hovercraft lol!… although… we did it for some pocket money sometimes lol!… great memories indeed… cheers.
…anyway… after about a year or so later my dad’s mate bought himself a Flymo lawn mower and gave dad his old lawn mower for nothing… every time the guy mowed his lawn with his Flymo it became an event for us kids to just sit there and watch him using his ‘hovercraft lawn mower’… we found it to be amazing because at that time hovercrafts were a new wonderous machine that were becoming so popular everywhere… we used to imagine that they were like ‘George Jetson’s’ (or somebody similar) flying car and that we’d be flying around everywhere in them… hovercrafts were the ‘new big thing’ so to speak…
…as it happened my dad’s mate and his wife… (sick of being in a Housing Commission house)… a few months later had bought a new apartment to live in and had no need of a lawn mower… that is… ; HIS FLYMO MOWER… because dad was his mate and my dad always wished that he could afford to get one for himself… he just gave my dad his Flymo mower… to say that dad was ecstatic is an understatement… he was beside himself…
…now my story begins… my dad… at every single possible moment… mowed the lawn at every possibility… the lawn got mowed even if it didn’t need it lol!… anyway… after about a year he finally allowed my brother and I to use it to mow the lawn!… (mainly because he was about to mow the lawn but got called out to work just as he was about to do it)… we told dad that we’d do it for him if he likes… after a lot of umming and ahhing he finally said “okay… but just mow the lawn and don’t break it… and watch your toes!”… he then went to work and left my brother and I to it… as soon as he left we tried riding it like a hovercraft (we’d been waiting about a year for this opportunity lol!)… but it didn’t have enough power to even lift my little brother…and he was so light… we were so disappointed… as I said… we had been waiting for over a year to ride it… and we got ziltch… nothing… zero… what a bummer!…
…we were mowing the lawn and had to mow a very steep embankment out at the front of the house… there was a big risk of losing our footing and hurting ourselves… we both thought… “stuff that!”… then as a 14 - 15 year old… I had a brainwave that I’m still proud of to this day…
…we got some rope from the shed… tied it to the handle… started the Flymo up… slowly lowered it to the bottom of the embankment and then just casually started walking from left to right and slowly start reeling the rope on the mower back in towards the top of the embankment until it was all done… even I was impressed with it lol!… my little brother just said… “smart arse!”…
…when dad got home he saw the lawn and thought that we did a great job… I told him about my idea with mowing the embankment and he was gobsmacked because he always had trouble mowing it… he thought that it was such a great idea that he did the same thing every time… the next time he asked us whether we wanted to mow the lawn we said “no’ because we had already found out that you can’t ride it like a hovercraft lol!… although… we did it for some pocket money sometimes lol!… great memories indeed… cheers.
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