brezhnev

Peering over your older brothers shoulder as he beat your score on the legendary arcade game GORF.

Replacing the Pupil/Staff names in the Spectrum game Skooldaze with those from your own school.

Searching through Crash magazine to get the latest pokes for Jet Set *****.

Stealing items of food from your friends school dinner whilst they replaced their tray on the trolley.

Attempting to shatter your WHSmiths shatterproof ruler by striking it violently against the desk.

Leslie

Taking my Ariel Square over the hills at the army training ground at Bagshot on a Sunday morning. We used to call it " the Bounding Bugger"

Les

Chip

Looking for the candles when the lights went out.

Chip

Big Den

Can defo relate to a lot of the above.....

plus:
Grass fights after the council had cut the grass
All day football games with the jumpers as goal posts - picking the sides
Playing Subbuteo in somebody's house when it was raining
Top Trumps
when you were in a pals house or they were in yours how mums used to always make juice and snacks for everyone
Getting 10p to go for a swim at the local pool & get a hot pie after in the cafeteria
Japs & Commandos (on the golf course if the green keeper wasn't about )

Right that's enough for now........... getting sentimental!

Ah the good old days

Den

GC8

I think that that was just you. I mixed old weedkiller (sodium chlorate without anti-oxidant) with icing sugar and detonated it with fusewire, a 9v battery and gunpowder. Im surprised that Ive got any fingers left; the only thing that saved me was the new sodium chlorate, that wouldnt explode..........


Simon

ricardo

Swimming in an outdoor pool, then shivering with a paper cup of Bovril drink from the snack shop. On Bank Holidays it was so crowded you could hardly get in the water. Which was unheated of course.

jackwrx

Chumping for wood so you and your mates could build the biggest bonfire in the neighbourhood. Mums making toffee and parking for everyone to share. Making genies out of bangers, and thinking catherine wheels and roman candles were cool lol.

codie247

some great memories there . what about painting your cousin from head to toe in white gloss, trying to set shotgun cartridges off in the vice in the shed with a hammer . getting a brand new Grifter when they first came out, only to take the back mudguard off, hacksaw the frame a little and replace the back wheel with one off a racer (got my ar$e smacked for that) . playing kingy, hedge hopping and undoing the front wheel nuts on your cousins bike and going out doing wheelies, and cry laughing when the wheel comes off, he crashes and the handlebar sticks in his head

had a few good laughs reading this thread, ahhh the memories.

Lee

davedipster

Covering work books with wallpaper on the first day of school, Crow pecks, Burnig stuff with a magnifying glass and walking 2 miles to school every day whatever the weather.

mart360

Being scare sh*tless by the local bobby for smashing bottles in the park,, and doing a runner (i was brave then !!) and then getting caught by the same bobyby 1/2 hour later... not so brave then was I

then having my twin sister blackmail me for months threatening to tell my mum !!

and to make it worse the same bobby turning up on the doorstep on christmas eve!!! Talk about pooping ones pants..... old bugger only wanted to buy some holly we were selling..

( and to cap it all my mum never batted an eyelid when she found out)

playing commandos, with machine guns made out of bits of wood (with the sideways magazine)

apart from the rich kid up the road who had a smoke gun that made a superb bang, and sent a puff of somke out of the barrell (flash git)

swapsies,,, you know, you swapped a really exspensive toy, for a crappy one your mate had and you had to retrieve it when your parents found out!!

spun guns,, usually free with magazines

selection boxes at christmas,, not knowing what your parents had got you for christmas.. until christmas day...

making slides in the snow, on the road, it must have been 50 feet long easily.

nicking biscuits from the local mill where they got turned into animal feed,

then trying to run away with 2 carrier bags full of biscuits when the foreman arrived.... only to be caught later.... ( got away with this one,, stuffed the bags down my pants)

and how come everyone knew about it in school the next day??

trying to break into the local gangs den ( not very clever were we??)

worse still getting caught..... next day at school !!!

spending your dinner money in the shop on a monday on the way to school

then going hungry for the next 5 days




Mart

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David_Dickson

A fight at school would end when the looser had a black eye or split lip. No-one had their head repeatedly stamped on or got stabbed. The worst retribution you could expect was for the looser to "get their big brother onto you"

Exploring. Just going for a walk or cycle somewhere and seeing where it went. As long as we were back for tea, no-one minded. Rummaging about in derelict buildings, finding out where woodland paths led to etc.

Sleepovers at friends houses, or camping in their gardens in the summer.

Getting caught doing something naughty and being reprimanded by a random stranger. Being terrified that news of the offence would get back to your parents, where another reprimand and probably a smacking would be the result.

Having your trousers and pants pulled down and given a severe bare-*** spanking from mum in the middle of the supermarket for trying to steal some sweeties.

Grand National - a race across a length of gardens and hedges or fences.

Cycling 4 miles to school every day, then 4 miles home again. In all the years at secondary school, I got the bus less than 5 times. Being able to leave a bike unlocked outside a shop without worry.

Puncture repair kits. Trying to cut a new brake cable to length with dads blunt old pliers, spokey-dokeys, reflecters given free in packs of Frosties. Doing so many skids on the bike that the rear tyre was perpetually through to the canvas. High-speed ********\crossbar interaction.

Dad driving a Vauxhall Chevanne (van variant of the chevette). Dad driving, mum in the passenger seat and me rumbling about loose in the back.

Loving the snow, the deeper the better. Sledging in old fertiliser bags because the home-made sledge was too heavy. Being sick with the exertion of running in the snow.

I want to be a kid again!

TopBanana

Also do you remember the noise of rubbing your front tyre on your mate's back one as you're going along...

Wmscooby

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Climbing trees and sitting in them chatting for ages

Cricket or football on a sunday morning with your mates

Building a rope swing across the river

Snow walls to hide behind while having a snowball fight

Hide and seek mainly with a girl you fancied

Action men

Playing cards till it was dark

Spectrum pc and games

Scalextric joining 3 lots with your mates for a massive layout

God im filling up here......lol

Wmscooby

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[QUOTE=brezhnev]Folding back the mudguard on your Raleigh Grifter to make it sound like a motorbike.

Breaking your fingernail playing Daley Thompsons Decathlon in the arcade.

QUOTE]

Bloody Daley Thompson i had crap fingers for years

JTaylor

as if it was yesterday

Great thread this....has made me really emotional

Brendan Hughes

Being privileged enough to use mate's dad's 3-speed pedal go-kart which he made himself, or, once every 2 years (it seemed like), the 10-speed race one.

Sprinting home from the park as the local bully was on the prowl (ooh, if we met now...)

Does anyone remember "Wanted" stickers? "Wanted, Big Sister [fill in name here], for being a real tormentor, making me clean up her room, laughing at me with her mates", etc. There was a whole series, Teacher, Sweet Shop Owner, Neighbour, etc...

Unigate's Humphrey, too; my bro sent me a weblink recently where you could print off the sticker sets. He had a Humphrey mug up until a few years ago!

Certainly remember damming the local stream and building various rafts out of polystyrene (from the nearby TV rental shop) and planks. Also the "wandering", we'd put on our wellies and see how far we could go... LOL at the looks when we arrived under the bridge in the local High St!

What about having a group of mates, and this month no-one would talk to X, and next month it was Y's turn to be pariah for some reason or other?

mart360

If you hear a noise with your milk and your roll, It must be the 10.30 Humphrey Patrol. With slippers and pom poms for creeping about.

Watch out

watch out

watch out

watch out

theres a Humphrey about

One hundred Humphreys soft as silk, out on the search for your Unigate milk

Get extra pintas or youll be without

Watch out

watch out

watch out

watch out

theres a Humphrey about



http://www.tv-ark.org.uk/

couldnt resist


lol

Mart

Big Den

Did anyone else try & stay awake all night or at least until daylight came?

Looking back, I can't understand why we used to do this!

What about playing with Airfix soldiers? I preferred the smallest ones 00/HO scale I think - still got them stored away somewhere as my own boys weren't interested

LG John

I don't think it's been mentioned yet but, garden hoping!! This used to be great fun You'd fire out with 4-5 mates at night (usually winter so around 8-9pm) and the aim was to make it through as many back gardens without using public ground or being caught. We didn't do anything malicious but the panic that ensued with a motion light was great If I recall our record was 26 gardens (tough ones as well) and that involved crossing a public lane without touching the ground

lpski1

we used to call that 'burnies'

LG John

Wearing out a perfectly good pair of trainers using your back foot on the rear tyre as your only brake because you couldn't afford the £5 to replace your two broken brake wires! Shortsighted given that you'd quickly f%ck a £30 pair of trainers!!

kingofturds

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oh yes saturday morning,broom cuboard, gordon gopher and thundercats

Bartop

Making up a lethal concoction of washing up liquid, brut and anything else you could lay your hands on and pouring it into Ants nests.
Bringing home frog spawn and watching them grow into tadpoles.
Playing Penny up the wall at school with your dinner money
School Dinners with spam fritters, and chocolate pudding with chocolate custard.
Stroking your chin very slowly and saying 'Jimmy' when your mate was telling porkys.
Watching the boys that had just left school riding up and down outside the school gates trying to pull wheelies on their Fs1e's.
Going up the market on Sunday and trying to get your mum to buy the trousers with the big waistband with 2 belts, four buttons and big pockets on the legs for your school trousers instead of the drainpipes from Woolies.

Terminator X

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No mention of monkey ***** yet ... at school used to chew up bits of paper into a sort of paste + chuck it at the wall, blackboard etc. Used to stick there + when it dried it was rock solid + difficult to remove. Remember the whole class doing this to one poor teacher + the blackboard was that covered she had no room to write on it!

Great thread for us old timers ...

TX.

Terminator X

iTrader: (7)

Scratch + sniff T Shirts ...

Rubbers (for rubbing out pencil marks!) that looked + smelt like bananas, sweets etc ...

TX.

JTaylor

Listening to Public Enemy

Terminator X

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JT.

Considering the time posted, that's a good one (most people sleeping or half asleep). I still listen occasionaly ...

TX.

JTaylor

Just noticed it's almost one, one, one, one, one..........

brezhnev

LOL, yep did that.

Also forgot to mention:

Covering the new Tipp-Ex bottle with, um, Tipp-Ex.

The Bic biro, sawn off and pressed into service as a "pea shooter."

The elastic band, doubled and used between thumb and fore finger as a makeshift catapult firing small, hard bits of folded paper.

Reality

The joining together of straws to make the world's first super-pea-shooter.

and later the procurement of long white plastic piping for the same - peas used to come out of them at mach 3 .

Does anyone else remember "French Arrows" - Now they were fun/dangerous !!!!