Favourite childhood memories

[Onelife]

The one that always springs to mind for me was when I was around 8/9 years old…me and a few friends were playing in a recently cut hay field when out of the blue came quite a large dust devil. We went from one end of the field to the other frolicking inside what was to us this magical playground.

[cruisin_duo]

Riding a bike around the village where we used to live. Totally carefree, and at that time not too many cars.

[screwy]

I used to live in a village by the sea near Morecambe. Mid fifties ,we used to play on the cliffs ( only small but seemed huge ) playing Tommies and Krauts, oops, can I say that.? and cowboys and Indians etc, summers always seemed glorious.Then into my teens we would sneak into the Holiday Camp ( Pontins,Middleton Towers ) Oh what fun we had.


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[Stephen]

I used to live in a village by the sea near Morecambe. Mid fifties ,we used to play on the cliffs ( only small but seemed huge ) playing Tommies and Krauts, oops, can I say that.? and cowboys and Indians etc, summers always seemed glorious.Then into my teens we would sneak into the Holiday Camp ( Pontins,Middleton Towers ) Oh what fun we had.

Bosch sounds better

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[Onelife]

Your cowboys and Indians have certainly rekindled one of my childhood memories…I was about seven years old and our local newspaper (Stratford-upon-Avon Herald wanted to run a story about “The Mount” in Henley-in Arden. Anyway, to cut a long story shorter me and two other lads were selected for the picture (still have it today) might even post it if I get enough likes. We were supposed to be enacting a historic battle scene…the sad part about it was that the other two lads had proper guns mine was a piece of wood made to look like a gun…but still an enjoyable memory.

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[Stephen]

What's a child hood. Couldn't afford luxuries like that.

[Onelife]

What's a child hood. Couldn't afford luxuries like that.

That’s because you probably spent most of your time on the naughty chair

[Manoverboard]

I was nought but a toddler ( so 14 or 15 perhaps ) and it was a year when we were experiencing exceptionally heavy snow falls. The bigger boys ( girls weren’t allowed ) were rolling the snow into giant snowballs about two feet in diameter, these they took to an imaginary line in the snow until they had enough to build a twelve foot wide barricade. They built two, facing one another with a group of lads on each side hiding behind the four foot high snow walls. Now the fun really started because we would spend all day throwing snowballs at each other although I had no idea if I ever hit anybody cos I couldn’t see over the bl**dy wall. At the end of the day’s battle we would all toddle off back to our homes and sit in front of the fire until we thawed out ... Ah, thems wor t’days.

[screwy]

On the village green we had the usual assortment of play things, Slide, seesaw,roundabouty thing and swings. One of the games was for 3 to occupy the swings while others pulled up sods of earth, stand on the slide and church them at said swingers...steady Stephen,don’t go there.! We did replace the sods.

[Ray B]

What's a child hood. Couldn't afford luxuries like that.

Not many could, for our Tommy guns we had a branch from a tree fashioned into a gun, it was how it was, unless as Onelife has said the richer kid may have had a real plastic one to which we all hoped we could take turns with. No telly, just made your fun as you went along.

[Onelife]

I was nought but a toddler ( so 14 or 15 perhaps ) and it was a year when we were experiencing exceptionally heavy snow falls. The bigger boys ( girls weren’t allowed ) were rolling the snow into giant snowballs about two feet in diameter, these they took to an imaginary line in the snow until they had enough to build a twelve foot wide barricade. They built two, facing one another with a group of lads on each side hiding behind the four foot high snow walls. Now the fun really started because we would spend all day throwing snowballs at each other although I had no idea if I ever hit anybody cos I couldn’t see over the bl**dy wall. At the end of the day’s battle we would all toddle off back to our homes and sit in front of the fire until we thawed out ... Ah, thems wor t’days.

Now you’ve mentioned snow I can tell you about a few of my favourite memory’s with snow (but not all in this post you’ll be pleased to hear)
If any of you are familiar with the "Mount" you will know on one side of it there is a steep descend stretching for about 600 yards ending in a low-level mini lake (winter time only) …as an aside I can still remember people ice skating on it. Anyway to get to the memory bit….if you stand at the top of the Mount there is drop of about 8 yards into the moat, from thereon its downhill all the way with what I would imagine is a 1 in 4 gradient ( do you like how I’m painting this picture for you?.

Not sure I’ve told you about the memory bit yet? Well about 8 of my mates would nick a corrugated metal roof panel bend up both ends, then with our hearts in our mouths set off down the hill, straight down into the moat and on down the hill at the speed of a thousand gazelles’…I tell you Evil Kenevil couldn’t have lived with me and my mates, how some of us survived into adulthood I have no idea but great times and great memories.

[Happydays]

I remember "tadpoling" my younger brother and I with our friends would go to a pond and scoop up a jam jar of frogs sporron take it home and put it in a fish bowl (the fish that were won at the fairground always died) and watch them change into frogs. When they could escape from the bowl (back legs) our mother would make us take them black to the pond. We were always out and about playing by a river trying to catch sticklebacks, making "dens" in the woods. You were told to be home for dinner and you did good innocent fun

[Happydays]

Back to the pond not black!

[Manoverboard]

Child's play ... skimming on air-raid shelter panels is for wimps

Have you ever walked up the down line in a totally dark railway tunnel with the Manchester to London Express Steam Train hurtling towards you at close to 100mph ... in yer swimmers ... while smoking a Woodbine
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[Onelife]

Child's play ... skimming on air-raid shelter panels is for wimps

Have you ever walked up the down line in a totally dark railway tunnel with the Manchester to London Express Steam Train hurtling towards you at close to 100mph ... in yer swimmers ... while smoking a Woodbine
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sh*t!!! Mob…you’re my hero!

[Onelife]

I remember "tadpoling" my younger brother and I with our friends would go to a pond and scoop up a jam jar of frogs sporron take it home and put it in a fish bowl (the fish that were won at the fairground always died) and watch them change into frogs. When they could escape from the bowl (back legs) our mother would make us take them black to the pond. We were always out and about playing by a river trying to catch sticklebacks, making "dens" in the woods. You were told to be home for dinner and you did good innocent fun

! remember the frogspawn well...didn't like touching it though.

[Gill W]

I liked the power cuts.

I enjoyed reading by candle light or torch light, and because the TV was off, me and parents talked more and played games. Good times

[towny44]

Back to the pond not black!

I rather liked your Scottish tadpoles, frog sporron.

[Manoverboard]

Back to the pond not black!

I rather liked your Scottish tadpoles, frog sporron.

That's cos they had little pockets

[Stephen]

What's a child hood. Couldn't afford luxuries like that.

Not many could, for our Tommy guns we had a branch from a tree fashioned into a gun, it was how it was, unless as Onelife has said the richer kid may have had a real plastic one to which we all hoped we could take turns with. No telly, just made your fun as you went along.

Nearest I got was an empty washing up liquid bottle.

[Manoverboard]

Nearest I got was an empty washing up liquid bottle.

You had washing up liquid ... and a bottle
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[Stephen]

Nearest I got was an empty washing up liquid bottle.

You had washing up liquid ... and a bottle
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The bottle wasn't ours. We had nothing to wash up.

[Manoverboard]

Nearest I got was an empty washing up liquid bottle.

You had washing up liquid ... and a bottle
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The bottle wasn't ours. We had nothing to wash up.

[screwy]

I was 19 when I got my hands on a proper gun.Then I had to learn to strip it and reassemble it blindfold.

[Meg 50]

I was brought up in north west Kent - now a London Borough....


we backed on to the ruins of Lesnes Abbey - one of the abbeys built by the knights who murdered Thomas a Becket.

we shared our time between annoying the park keepers by climbing on the recently excavated Abbey ruins,

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Riding the Woolwich Free ferry back and forth across the Thames!


We moved away when I was 10...

How any under 10's have that much freedom these days? No one cared as long as we came home in time for tea!