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Where have you been lazy mere.....

being a London evacuee is one of my childhood memories

* kicks TW she has feel a sleep again *

Dunno WC but I will if she doesn't hurry up! lol

HELLO TW are you there?? wot you want to know?

HELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOO TW.....

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Yes childhood memories of being ignored ... offffffffffffffff to do my ironing....

Close your eyes and go back in time... Before the Internet... Before semi-automatics, joyriders and crack.... Before SEGA or Super Nintendo... Way back........ I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park. The corner shop. Hopscotch. Butterscotch. Skipping. Handstands. Football with an old can Fingerbob. Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the Menace. Roly Poly. Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams. The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass. Bazooka Joe bubble gum. An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune. Chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe Neapolitan or perhaps screwball. Wait..... Watching Saturday morning cartoons, short commercials or the flicks. Children's Film Foundation, The Double Deckers, Red Hand Gang, Tomorrow People, Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? - or staying up for Doctor Who. When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere. Earwigs,wasps, stinging nettles and bee stings. Sticky fingers. Playing Marbles. Ball bearings. Big 'uns and Little 'uns. Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro. Climbing trees. Making igloos out of snow banks. Walking to school, no matter what the weather. Running till you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt. Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights. Spinning around on roundabouts, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles. Being tired from playing....remember that? The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate weapon. Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle. Choppers and Grifters. Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops. Vimto and Jubbly lollies Remember when... There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash The only time you wore them at School was for P.E. And they were called gym shoes or if you are older - plimsoles You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents. It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best'friends. You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas Eve. When nobody owned a pure-bred dog. When 25p was decent pocket money Curly Whirlys. Space Dust. Toffo's. Top Trumps. When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny. When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the kids got there. When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. When being sent to the head's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving pupil at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc. Parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat and some of us are still afraid of them. Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that! Remember when.... Decisions were made by going 'Ip, Dip, Dog Sh t' 'Race issue' meant arguing about who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs. And the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one. It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123' wasn't an Olympic event. Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult. Nobody was prettier than Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better. Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable aspirin. Ice cream was considered a basic food group. Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true. Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors. If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED.

Blimey you lot have got no patience have you? Sorry had to take off all the little arrows at the side so it made sense lol

Yeah - I remember - I must have lived too. Mary in Spain xx

Ilived too Mary, and it was great. I also remember feeling sad for my own children who could not do those things with the freedom and carefree-ness that I had. And now my grandchildren will have less than their parents.

Yes and they call it progress - computers, tv's in bedroom etc. My sons had neither until they could buy their own. We thought family holidays was a better way to spend money - even then it was a caravan down in Cornwall on a farm. So much freedom for the boys and that was really all they needed. Hubby and I were 40 before going abroad and the next year we took the boys abroad for a holiday. Children today dont class a holiday in UK as a holiday - such a shame............... Mary in Spain xx

just read through all that and im sat here with tears in my eyes for what my kids will never know. god how i miss british bulldog - now that was a game and half lmao

Hi Teresa took a while but well worth waiting for. Mind you I'm a bit concerned that I now say 'I remember when...' I'm not that old (am I ?) T.O.R. ;~)

I remember all that......It was the best time ...Sometimes I wish I could go back there and take my kids with me and let them see what being a kid should be like. Thanks for the memories;) sm

My goodness. That's set me blarting here and no mistake. A couple more Being able to sledge down a Birmingham Street, before the G.E.C.came out Playing cricket with a piece of wood and a dustbin lid, and you were out if the ball went into Mrs Phones garden. Having a bonfire outside your back garden and a shillings worth of fireworks When cigarettes cost 1s10d and no body knew about cancer. When mom and Dad were alive and I was a little girl Lynda x

Thanks for the memories Teresa, was worth waiting for. But am I really that old??

I remember the tin bath that hung on a nail outside the back bedroom window, overcoats on the bed to keep you warm (on top of the eiderdown) being given a spoonful of malt at school, warm little bottles of milk and nity norah with the comb and cup of water and disinfectant, lovely school dinners. I remember being sent to the local clinic where they would put mauve stuff on grazes (gentian violet) and big blobs of Brown Stuff for warts. Listen with Mother on the wireless and muffin the mule on TV. We want Muffin, Muffine the Mule Dear old Muffin, playing the fool We want Muffin - everybody sing We want Muffin the Mule ! Playing out in the street with no traffic, jacko skates, home made carts, games like knock down ginger, tin tam tommy, 3p bags of chips, going to saturday morning picture club at the elephant & castle ABC, having a shilling a day 9pence dinner money and 3pence to spend.