Sharing some thoughts

Casting my old mind back to growing up in the Welsh valleys, I remember using an old car bonnet as a summer sledge to slide down the slag heaps, only problem was I had Sunday best on, so got a good old hiding when I got home /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
Never had a catapult, might have to pick one up, but always a mean shot with the blowpipe /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif ball bearings back then too /forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif
 
Alan

Darleks are wimps cant do stairs, it was Cybermen that scared the c**p out of me.

Our fav caper bare with me its a bit long winded.

Local factory was Spalding making golf balls we got the rejects

Inside said golf balls was the longest rubber band i have ever seen though not very strong
Every now and then we would tie the door knocker of the last house in the street.
We would then zig zag across the street looping the rubber band around each door knocker in turn (about 200 yards).

If we were lucky we would get every knocker connected in those days not many cars about.

We would then sit and wait until a car drove down the street and knocked every door on the way, it was so funny to see everyone in the street answer the door at the same time.

Harmless but very very funny to a bunch of kids and still makes me laugh 40 years later.

This is the best tread we have had for a long time how sad are we. I for one have turned into my father "things were better in the old days"

Neville
 
Never did try that trick, maybe it's time to give it a go /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif
Don't know if they still make them the same way, but there used to be a small rubber ball filled with some sort of goo right in the middle of golf balls, and the rumour was that it was poisonous, though I never did find out if it was true
Agree about the cybermen, they used to scare me crapless /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
 
Soap-Box Cart down a local B road Hill /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif
Cricket in the Road
i Lad from the nxt village used to fire rockets from a tube down the road. he burnt down the thatched butchers shop /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
 
And we reckon the kids of today are badly behaved /forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif

Old man was based at RAF North Coates (South Humberside) before it closed down, and behind our row of houses there was a drainage river which led to the sea wall. Every kid knows that if you kick a football into a river you might as well say goodbye to it. Well the pumps can't pump balls so there's a grate just before the inlet where all the floating rubbish stops. If you timed it right and got there before the workmen dragged all the rubbish out it was just about thick enough to walk on. We collected all the balls the other kids lost into that river and ended up with loads of them /forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif
Probably fenced it off now in case some kid falls through the rubbish and drowns, but we didn't care back then /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif
 
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Darleks are wimps cant do stairs, it was Cybermen that scared the c**p out of me.

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They can do stairs now! Suppose it is called progress. Agree Cybermen were more scary.

A 'friend' has an amazing catapult - lie down on ground (or in bottom of rescue boat /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif) put your feet into two strops, pull elastic to chin, pop in filled waterbaloon and woosh - about 100 feet range - great fun.
 
Didn't mind the Daleks or the Cybermen, it was the wobbly bushes that used to get me diving behind the sofa.

The pain when my mate got a Johny Seven machine gun & I had to put up with my old colt six shooter /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
 
Getting ???? /forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif we are old /forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
Of course, that would be anything over thirty five these days /forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif
 
I think too many parents these days have lost perspective of what really matters.

My little boy is just over 2 now, and we are determined that he'll have the same sort of freedom in childhood that we had. He has a serious eye condition: although it was treated when he was 3 months old, there is always the risk it could recur, robbing him of his sight. As a result every day is too precious for him to be wrapped up in cotton wool: we want him to get out and have FUN.

He's a little dynamo, and bright as a button - I wish I had a fraction of his energy, so the idea of propping him up in front of a TV screen all day is abhorrent. Every day (regardless of weather) he drags me out for a walk (about 60-90mins) around the lanes and footpaths, without a pram: he runs around free, and has never needed those awful reins you see, because we took the trouble to teach him about traffic. He is endlessly curious about everything, from roadsigns to the colours of fallen leaves and birdsong. Today, apparently, the worms were hilarious: he was chuckling “wiggly wiggly worms” all the way home.

We have no child locks on anything: in the 16 months he has been walking, he has broken the grand total of 2 plates: he quickly learned where not to go, without needing to feel restricted.

SWMBO gave up work, rather than pay for childminders: of course we could do with more money, but we’ll never have these precious first years again. We do our main shop on a Tues afternoon, with a small top-up on Friday. I may occasionally need to work on a Saturday, but otherwise weekends are sacrosanct: I even managed to convince her that shopping and haircuts are not recreation! Result, we have the time to get out and do things together.

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You should have seen the faces of younger parents when we were doing this. Funnily enough, once we had had a go, other older parents started doing likewise. It was the younger parents who stood by, tutting, while their children all stayed bundled into their prams: it seems as though those in their teens and early 20s are the new Puritans. You haven't lived until a teenage mum tuts at your reckless behaviour!!
 
way to go Dom,too many people try to wrap their kids up in cotton wool,and then wonder why they get a 14 year old couch potato.

Ive stood and watched as my kids have done a dangerous sport,ive seen my son clattter a fence so hard that the crowd drew breath only to watch him get up and get straight back in the saddle,ive had my heart in my mouth with all three of them,watching them do cross country events (horses),yet i would never stop them doing it.

i have a mate whos kids have never done anthing outside,all they do is sit and play computer games,its painfull to watch twp teenage kids with great big rolls of flab hanging off them.

JOMO

hehehehehe i had forgotten about a Johnny seven /forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif wicked it was absolutely wicked

but did any of you ever have a secret sam suitcase??
 
Been round for some time but relevent to thread.

Mourning of Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.
No-one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

Knowing when to come in out of the rain
Why the early bird gets the worm
Life isn’t always fair
Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realise a steaming cup of coffee was hot.
She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust his wife, Discretion his daughter, Responsibility his son, Reason.

He is survived by his four stepbrothers – I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame and I’m A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone.
 
Graham

Te thing about common sense is its not very common, proven by some of the really really stupid things people try, or think they can get away with.

unfortunatly over the years natural selection has ceased and the human race has ended up with Bankers and Politicians many years ago the would have been mauled by an angry pack. If fact the Bankers may yet still be but the politicians have evolved to be very slippery creatures and difficult to catch so perhaps Darwin had it right afterall

Nev
 
Nev

From hitchhikers guide, perhaps his perception of the the development of the Earth, populated by the passengers of the B Ark and the planet of Golgafrincham, was closer to the truth than we realise.

Soon be sailing season and we at least have some control over our small bits of the world.

Grahame
 
Quote: My sister thinks we're mad because we give the kids the tender, stick a lifejacket on 'em, and shove 'em off!

Interesting you should say that - how many marinas have I visited in Holland, with kids in rubber ducks tootling round - sometimes with OB's purring - no apoplectic parents screaming at them to "come in and stop ruining our day" ?

This H & S crap is not universal.

When I was small my grandmother took me to see "Old Mother Riley meets the Robot" I didn't sleep for days - I was totally unprepared for it. It started me off on Sci Fi - which I love to this day.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" - I pass it on to my children and grandchildren for the great value that lies in it!

PWG
 
Not getting old are we ?
Corse not, it just seems like last week, roller skates with steel wheels, second hand bikes, hand me down clothes, sweets on ration, when "Made in England" was quality and Jap stuff was rubbish. Where has it all gone?

Now read this item below, it may not be eveyones taste but it hits a note with me !
 
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