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over a year ago
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Evening peeps, so what is the greatest/fondest memory of being young ?
To be fair it doesn’t seem long since I was young but my passport doesn’t agree with that  |
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over a year ago
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"Going silly on BMX with my dudes in the sun "
I remember being lucky enough to get a mongoose bmx as a young kid and just living on it trying to perfect the perfect bunny hop and all that went with it. Good on you and we are all in our 40s now which is scary/weird/very real haha |
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"Endless imaginary, creative games and play with my brother and the kids on the street.. Playing out for hours, kicking about and only coming home to refuel. "
Oh that’s very similar and we had to use our minds to have fun and as you say be creative.
Coming home either because the light had gone or we got shouted at with the infamous words.....”tea is ready” |
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Being outside almost all of the time... Blackberry picking, catching sticklebacks, trying to avoid being charged at by cows and days that lasted forever... Just always doing something! |
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Sitting round the piano with my Grandad playing and us singing Christmas songs. Something which has been difficult to remember tonight and still in tears |
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"Going silly on BMX with my dudes in the sun "
Another universe I'm still backflipping those doubles at over 40. Ya know .. that one where firstly I could do a backflip and secondly being over 40 on a BMX is the mark of coming of age. |
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"Going silly on BMX with my dudes in the sun
I remember being lucky enough to get a mongoose bmx as a young kid and just living on it trying to perfect the perfect bunny hop and all that went with it. Good on you and we are all in our 40s now which is scary/weird/very real haha "
Mongoose, yessss my dude lol |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"Going silly on BMX with my dudes in the sun
I remember being lucky enough to get a mongoose bmx as a young kid and just living on it trying to perfect the perfect bunny hop and all that went with it. Good on you and we are all in our 40s now which is scary/weird/very real haha
Mongoose, yessss my dude lol"
Yep but my mate had a super tuff and that rocked but guess they are like rocking horse shite now. |
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"I had a shit childhood ..it was a good day if I didnt get a pasting "
Sorry to hear that pal and always hot an open ear if you need to tell someone. Forget how lucky I was to be fair. |
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"3 channels on the TV
Buying a 7inch or even better the album and listening to it for the 1st time
Charts on a Sunday night
No Mobile phones "
Ah yes,.charts on a Sunday..I was quite fond of a 12 inch |
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"3 channels on the TV
Buying a 7inch or even better the album and listening to it for the 1st time
Charts on a Sunday night
No Mobile phones "
Recording the Sunday night charts on an old tape deck. While plashing around in the bath.
Trying to press the stop start / record button in time in between songs. |
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The few memories I have of my parents being together is a personal one but in general the fondest memories of being young are summer holiday television programmes like Why Don't You, the irony of a TV programme telling you to switch off the tv still makes me chuckle.
Another thing is when my Dad used to come home with the Christmas Radio and TV Times |
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So many memories to choose;
Autumn time, walking with him down the myriad of lanes near our house with my little basket and collecting little bits I found interesting our pretty like leaves or stones. I can remember finding Acorn shells and my Dad telling me they were fairy hats, I searched for ages looking for those hats
Loved when it snowed, I can remember a terrible snow storm which shut the School and my Dad taking us up the lane and to the hilly fields with plastic sacks....We spent hours zipping down the hills on the sacks.
Living in the sticks we always had powercuts, loved it. Dad would wrap potatoes in foil and pop them in the grate, we'd eat them just with butter and cheese. We'd also make toast or crumpets. And eat them while Dad told us ghost stories, he had an amazing imagination and a great story telling skills
I can remember being tiny, in my Dad's arms at the beach, we were standing in the sea and a big wave came and knocked us both flying, I was not impressed
I can remember my elder Brother ignoring me, how dare he!! so as punishment I flushed his action man down the pan, trouble was it stuck and flooded the bathroom
His revenge was to come in while I was having a wee and push me down the toilet and flush shouting "the bog monster will get ya!" 
That gave me a phobia of flushing toilets for years. I'd have to get Mum or Dad in to flush it for me
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By (user no longer on site)
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"So many memories to choose;
Autumn time, walking with him down the myriad of lanes near our house with my little basket and collecting little bits I found interesting our pretty like leaves or stones. I can remember finding Acorn shells and my Dad telling me they were fairy hats, I searched for ages looking for those hats
Loved when it snowed, I can remember a terrible snow storm which shut the School and my Dad taking us up the lane and to the hilly fields with plastic sacks....We spent hours zipping down the hills on the sacks.
Living in the sticks we always had powercuts, loved it. Dad would wrap potatoes in foil and pop them in the grate, we'd eat them just with butter and cheese. We'd also make toast or crumpets. And eat them while Dad told us ghost stories, he had an amazing imagination and a great story telling skills
I can remember being tiny, in my Dad's arms at the beach, we were standing in the sea and a big wave came and knocked us both flying, I was not impressed
I can remember my elder Brother ignoring me, how dare he!! so as punishment I flushed his action man down the pan, trouble was it stuck and flooded the bathroom
His revenge was to come in while I was having a wee and push me down the toilet and flush shouting "the bog monster will get ya!"
That gave me a phobia of flushing toilets for years. I'd have to get Mum or Dad in to flush it for me
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By (user no longer on site)
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"So many memories to choose;
Autumn time, walking with him down the myriad of lanes near our house with my little basket and collecting little bits I found interesting our pretty like leaves or stones. I can remember finding Acorn shells and my Dad telling me they were fairy hats, I searched for ages looking for those hats
Loved when it snowed, I can remember a terrible snow storm which shut the School and my Dad taking us up the lane and to the hilly fields with plastic sacks....We spent hours zipping down the hills on the sacks.
Living in the sticks we always had powercuts, loved it. Dad would wrap potatoes in foil and pop them in the grate, we'd eat them just with butter and cheese. We'd also make toast or crumpets. And eat them while Dad told us ghost stories, he had an amazing imagination and a great story telling skills
I can remember being tiny, in my Dad's arms at the beach, we were standing in the sea and a big wave came and knocked us both flying, I was not impressed
I can remember my elder Brother ignoring me, how dare he!! so as punishment I flushed his action man down the pan, trouble was it stuck and flooded the bathroom
His revenge was to come in while I was having a wee and push me down the toilet and flush shouting "the bog monster will get ya!"
That gave me a phobia of flushing toilets for years. I'd have to get Mum or Dad in to flush it for me
Beautiful to read "
Thank you, was in tears writing it, I have so many wonderful memories |
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Collecting bonfires wood, storing it in my parents and friends parents backyards to stop it from being stolen. Then the night itself with black peas (it’s a northern thing) treacle toffee and hot Vimto. |
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I was an avid tree climber 50 years ago. It was my job to put the rope swing up, 40 feet over the river, once attached, I'd shimmy down the rope and the fun would begin!
The summer days went on forever.
Puberty arrived, along with the girls, and the swing stood still.
Then the motorbikes came, and they're still here!
I'd give anything for a tardis and do it all again. |
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Standing on the bridge in Looe, Cornwall and looking out at the town and the sea.
Then going back about 35 years later and it being just as remembered
Goosebumps  |
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Pinching milk off doorsteps on a Saturday morning lol
Going into the woods near our street with an axe, just casually walking with and axe lol, spending all day making a fort
Playing proper games in the street |
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My first love (from afar) as thought she was out of my league and then she died and at the funeral her best friend she liked me but was to shy and didn't think I'd like her.
Hardest lesson learnt and now I'd rather approach someone and be knocked back that think what if. |
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Always being outside no matter what the weather
In the summer we’d throw an old sheet over the washing line and pin the corners down with a few bricks for a tent
If it was really hot we’d tie the watering can to the washing line and kept filling it up so we could have cool showers
Climbing trees and making dens in the woods, my brother was obsessed with making bow and arrows, catching minnows in the streams or fishing on the canal 
So many good memories |
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Riding my bmx with mates (they are still mates ), drinking in the park ,out all day and a packed lunch left in the garden by my mum ..family days out and laughing so much ... |
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"Standing on the bridge in Looe, Cornwall and looking out at the town and the sea.
Then going back about 35 years later and it being just as remembered
Goosebumps "
The joys of looe and the banjo pier, mum took me, I took my kids and I guess they'll take their children |
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Watching my mum dig up potatoes for the first time when I was about 3.
My tiny mind was blown!
Had to go get my friend Danny from across the road to witness this amazing phenomenon.
Food that came from under the actual ground like treasure!
Still makes me smile now.
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"My enthusiasm and lust for life.
And laughing - really laughing until I cried.
I miss that - nothing is ever that funny anymore."
You've just got to regress now and again and do the things that used to make you happy
Climb trees, play grand national through neighbours gardens, play knock and run
Life's short and smiling and giggling is important |
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Cycling, running everywhere, eating sweets (no longer have a sweet tooth!)
Not having a care in the world, being so full of energy, everything fascinates you.. when I get excited by little things it reminds me of my youth |
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games of football in the park where the bigger boys would join in and at times it would be 20 a side. No corners, throw-ins when the ball went into a flower bed or garden and the game ended when it was too dark to see. |
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Playing "Kick Can And H'oppit" on an unmade road full of puddles.
Climbing every tree in the local park (I was sensible and wore trousers then).
Being chased by Bus Conductors for being a "cheeky little twat".
All good
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By (user no longer on site)
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Going to my Grandparents on a Saturday with my brother and sister.
We have lunch, was always fish n chips with homemade chips.
We'd eat in the kitchen on a table as my Grandad listened to those old scripted comedies on the 'wireless'
He would tease us, ask us stupid questions like "how many shillings are in a pound" etc
We'd go for a walk down the river to 'the fishermans seat' via woodlands, we'd climb trees and play football.
Back to the house and my Grandma made homemade bread, we made 'bread men' yummy.
Parents picked us up later in the evening, we'd have tea and I'd have a sore stomach from eating too much throughout the day.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Some beautiful memories from everyone and thank you all for your participation. The amazing thing is it stills live so fresh in my memory of childhood and those certain moments and no doubt will always be that way.
For all those less fortunate than most of us then I hope the present has made up for the past.
Happy weekend people and always hear to talk nonsense so chat soon. |
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