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...the many things that you remember as a kid or teenager...
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Willoughby
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I remember milk at school- and that was in NZ - not here in Australia where it would be in much hotter sun
I remember 6 winegums for 1c ... and if mum sent me up the road for a loaf of bread it was 14c and I could have the 1c change for lollies ... winegums were the best value for my 1c!
iceblocks (aka icy poles here) were 4c
a pint of milk was 4c and we'd put 4 empties out in a wire crate/holder thing with the 16c in one of the bottles ... the milkman would come along and leave our milk at the letterbox for us ... this was either early evening in or early morning ... when I was in high school some of the cute guys helped with the milk run ... always seemed to know what time the milk delivery could be expected
I remember celebrating the first day of holidays by skipping along the retaining wall, missing my step (did I mention I'm a bit of a clutz?), hitting the wall with my elbow on my way down ... running into the garage so I could say SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!! without my mum growling at me for swearing (still hadn't heard the F-word otherwise you can be sure that would have been the word of choice!!! lol) ... trying to pretend it was ok because we were going away the next day ... but it was broken and I was off to hospital with dad ...
Hahaha! I recall being a new driver and picking up my dad from the pub after his Friday night drink. Driving home he let "fuck" slip into the conversation and I nearly ran off the road as I'd never heard him say it in my entire 17yrs! He was so embarrassed and kept apologising. I, on the other hand, say it way too much!
Willoughby
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You're terrible Cyril.
jessy_girl
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OMG I love these pics. I'd better try find one of me.
hooleydooley
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I loved My Rocking Horse!
Willoughby
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Very cute! These days it would be covered in padding, you would be wearing a crash helmet and harness and the mane would be considered a choke hazard. I'm surprised any of us survived our childhoods! We had a horse like that too, loved it!
...QTKT!!!!!... how are you sweetness!!!!... long time no see!... that photo is so lovely... with the glow of the flashback on the glass it looks a bit like a 'halo' or an 'aura' of some sort... a sign of your future vocation as a Vicar possibly?... lol!... just saying lol!... cheers.
no prizes for guessing what I was asking Santa for
...haha crimmy!... brilliant... just brilliant!... I posted this on another thread just recently but it seems so appropriate for this photo of yours... cheers.
...hahaha!... that is classic!.. wow!... a mum and dad that didn't swear!... my mum very rarely swore and at one time when she we belting me she swore and being a little ratbag I said to her... "mum you tell us not to swear but you're swearing now!"... that made her even madder and she replied... "don't be such a little bugger and I won't swear!... you'd make a fucking Saint swear!"... I laughed out loud at her and she hit me even harder!... to this day I have never been angry with mum and dad from when I copped a flogging... I always deserved them be totally honest...
...oh wow hooleydooley!... what a rocking horse!... no wonder that you loved it so much... what a great photo... I'm loving all these pictures of us as kids... what a bonus for this thread... so cool!... cheers.
Here be me then
...haha!... you look so cheeky in that photo bleachy... were you a good boy or a naughty one?... lol!... cheers.
And it's low enough to show how quickly my halo slipped. Lol. Great to see you too @Mr Stickyfingers
...do you remember when I told you about me daring my brother to cut a little bit off of one of my sisters two plats just to make it uneven and he ended up cutting a whole plat off?... it was in this post of mine that I've quoted above... well this is a photo of our sisters short cropped hair just after that little prank... my brother was being really nice to her because of the belting that we both had received a day or so earlier when we had committed our 'crime' lol!...
...this is one of my favourite photos of my brother and I that was taken on the same day as the photo above... we were on our best behaviour when dad took the photos as you can probably understand lol!... the funny thing is that we look so angelic but as you know were really little devils lol!... it just goes to show that photo's can lie lol!... cheers.
...I remember when I was about either 12 or 13 and a few days before 'Fireworks night' my fellow gang members had broken into a warehouse that was storing fireworks that were going to be sent out to stores for sale... (I wasn't in on that caper because I was grounded for something or other)... they managed to steal some of the really good ones... (the expensive ones that none of us could have ever afforded... lol) and we had heaps of 'Penny Bungers' which were really powerful bangs when they went off and also some really big 'Catherine Wheels'... (which were always fun)... and some of the biggest 'Skyrockets' that I had ever seen... as you can imagine this led to some really (somewhat dangerous at times) pranks... lol!...
...I remember that with the 'penny bungers' that we devised the stupidest plan ever for a laugh at other peoples expense... in our block of buildings they had 5 levels each and had 3 flats on each landing... they all had letterboxes in the front door itself with a little wire basket on the other side of the door to catch the letters... what we had decided to do was to start on the top floor and three of us would each light the penny bunger and quickly drop it into the letterbox and then knock on the door and run down to the next landing and do the same thing again to each flat all the way down and run to the square outside to watch people's reactions lol!... BUT!... one of the penny bungers exploded and the still burning paper of one of them had fallen through the basket and had landed on a grass mat below it and had smouldered for a while and then eventually caught alight... the owners weren't home at the time and their neighbours had to smash the front door in to put out the small fire... if they hadn't then the whole flat may have burnt out... we didn't laugh for very long... we actually all felt bad for doing it and that was a rarity in itself... how stupid were we?...
...I remember when we joined the centre of two 'Catherine Wheels' with a makeshift axle to make a pair of wheels and we lit them and pointed it towards a group of girls to watch them scream but it careened off in another direction and ended up lodged under a car and fizzled out to nothing... it had singed the car duco a little and that was about it... not much of a grand result that we had envisioned but meh!... it gave us a few good laughs...
...I remember when we wanted to do something really special with this massive skyrocket that we had that was most probably about a foot long in the body alone and was probably about 3 inches or so round in the body... (as I said... one of the biggest skyrockets that I had ever seen)... so we were all racking our collective 'brains' for something to do this skyrocket proud until someone came up with a brilliant idea... in the main communal dustbins that were down in the middle of the buildings centre square there were usually big rats foraging around in them at times... the brainiac that came up with the idea said that we should catch one and tie it to the skyrocket and launch into the sky!... what a bloody brilliant idea we all said so we promptly went on the hunt... my mate found one in one of the big bins and had to actually climb into it to get the rat... (we were all looking through the chute and were holding it open so that he could get back out again)... he finally caught it and handed it to me... I was holding the rat firmly around the neck so that it couldn't bite me... (I had no fear of anything in those days... I was bulletproof lol!)... anyhow... we tied it to the rocket and had put the rocket in a small steel tube to hold the skyrocket upright... we lit it and whoosh!... the rocket took the rat up with it until it blew up in the sky... this was done during the daylight so we didn't see the fireworks very well and we never saw what happened to the rat and we were all trying to see where it landed... if it landed!... lol!... we never saw the little 'ratronaut' again lol!... but boy it was fun to do!...
...I remember one more thing that was actually quite a success for a change... remember those big dustbins that I was talking about?... we dropped some penny bungers into one of them and it made a massive 'boom!' sound... (a lot louder than we thought that it would)... the bin made the boom itself echo and it probably sounded like a real bomb going off now I think of it... the amount of heads that popped out of the flats windows was amazing!... we were laughing our heads off watching these dozens upon dozens of startled heads looking down and around everywhere at what was going on lol!... and no... it didn't set on fire this time lol!...
...kids and fireworks... who says that they don't go well together?... lol!... cheers.
...I remember that with the 'penny bungers' that we devised the stupidest plan ever for a laugh at other peoples expense... in our block of buildings they had 5 levels each and had 3 flats on each landing... they all had letterboxes in the front door itself with a little wire basket on the other side of the door to catch the letters... what we had decided to do was to start on the top floor and three of us would each light the penny bunger and quickly drop it into the letterbox and then knock on the door and run down to the next landing and do the same thing again to each flat all the way down and run to the square outside to watch people's reactions lol!... BUT!... one of the penny bungers exploded and the still burning paper of one of them had fallen through the basket and had landed on a grass mat below it and had smouldered for a while and then eventually caught alight... the owners weren't home at the time and their neighbours had to smash the front door in to put out the small fire... if they hadn't then the whole flat may have burnt out... we didn't laugh for very long... we actually all felt bad for doing it and that was a rarity in itself... how stupid were we?...
...I remember when we joined the centre of two 'Catherine Wheels' with a makeshift axle to make a pair of wheels and we lit them and pointed it towards a group of girls to watch them scream but it careened off in another direction and ended up lodged under a car and fizzled out to nothing... it had singed the car duco a little and that was about it... not much of a grand result that we had envisioned but meh!... it gave us a few good laughs...
...I remember when we wanted to do something really special with this massive skyrocket that we had that was most probably about a foot long in the body alone and was probably about 3 inches or so round in the body... (as I said... one of the biggest skyrockets that I had ever seen)... so we were all racking our collective 'brains' for something to do this skyrocket proud until someone came up with a brilliant idea... in the main communal dustbins that were down in the middle of the buildings centre square there were usually big rats foraging around in them at times... the brainiac that came up with the idea said that we should catch one and tie it to the skyrocket and launch into the sky!... what a bloody brilliant idea we all said so we promptly went on the hunt... my mate found one in one of the big bins and had to actually climb into it to get the rat... (we were all looking through the chute and were holding it open so that he could get back out again)... he finally caught it and handed it to me... I was holding the rat firmly around the neck so that it couldn't bite me... (I had no fear of anything in those days... I was bulletproof lol!)... anyhow... we tied it to the rocket and had put the rocket in a small steel tube to hold the skyrocket upright... we lit it and whoosh!... the rocket took the rat up with it until it blew up in the sky... this was done during the daylight so we didn't see the fireworks very well and we never saw what happened to the rat and we were all trying to see where it landed... if it landed!... lol!... we never saw the little 'ratronaut' again lol!... but boy it was fun to do!...
...I remember one more thing that was actually quite a success for a change... remember those big dustbins that I was talking about?... we dropped some penny bungers into one of them and it made a massive 'boom!' sound... (a lot louder than we thought that it would)... the bin made the boom itself echo and it probably sounded like a real bomb going off now I think of it... the amount of heads that popped out of the flats windows was amazing!... we were laughing our heads off watching these dozens upon dozens of startled heads looking down and around everywhere at what was going on lol!... and no... it didn't set on fire this time lol!...
...kids and fireworks... who says that they don't go well together?... lol!... cheers.
Was this how you spent most of your time at school? Lol
...hahaha!... believe it or not Insomniac... in England I was pretty good at School and was in the equivalent of 'A' form class here in Australia at the time and never warranted punishment enough to cop a cane at all lol!... it's when we came to Australia that I never fitted in well with teachers and School itself... when we emigrated to Australia we didn't bring any School records of our education with us... the Schooling in England was actually a year ahead of Schooling here at the time... but because I had no proof of my Schooling record they actually put me back a year (just in case) I wasn't up to 'Australian Standards of Education' and I was actually repeating what I learned 2 years earlier!!!...
...so there I was... in classes where I was a year older than the rest of the kids in my class... repeating the exact same Schooling that I already knew which in turn made me bored shitless in class and therefore... a tad bit 'twitchy' and thereby became quite 'disruptive' eventually... three quarters of the way through the first term the School did a 'revision' of my Schooling levels and then moved me up a year (to where I should have been) but only to 'D' form level and not 'A' form level where I was in England... 'D' form was where the kids that didn't learn or want to learn were... the kids that were the 'underachievers' or 'bad boys' of the School... basically the 'sweat-hogs' of the School...
...I fitted superbly into the group!... it was like being in the... 'my gang'... environment in England again!... I loved it!... and that was when my 'naughty' times at School began from then onwards lol!... I'd left my 'naughty stealing gang' back in England and had joined a 'naughty Schooling gang' here in Australia instead lol!... (I've never stolen anything in Australia except for my sweet darling wife's heart)... so there you go... from one era of naughtiness into a different era of naughtiness altogether lol!... so yeah... I couldn't take a trick really could I?... lol!... oh well... I suppose on the bright side of things that it has given me lots to talk about on this particular thread if nothing else!...
... fun times indeed!... cheers.
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