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The happy nostalgia thread!
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"Jam sandwiches, playing British bulldog, cycling off to the woods for hours a day. Collecting frogs "ooo frog catching yes | |||
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 Aaah, those were the days!
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"Pretending I was an Olympic gymnast using the garden wall as my beam. Playing marbles, I loved my Dobbers. My mum taking me to ballet and tap competitions and making all my outfits "I used to love marbles! I’ve still got some somewhere | |||
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"Hanging off a tree in my undies doing tarzans call" The OP was about your childhood, not what you do most Sunday afternoons nowadays  | |||
"Hanging off a tree in my undies doing tarzans call The OP was about your childhood, not what you do most Sunday afternoons nowadays "rumbled  | |||
"Hanging off a tree in my undies doing tarzans call The OP was about your childhood, not what you do most Sunday afternoons nowadays "cant do the call no more tho voice broke  | |||
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The letters I'd write daily to companies asking for free stuff! Writing fan letters! We had a shop locally that sold different writing paper in individual sheets, some were perfumed for love letters!
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"Sandy bottles of orange pop and wilted salad sandwiches on the beach. Popping tar bubbles on the road with bare toes. Collecting frogspawn and tadpoles in jars. Punting in the estuary. Fern forts, tractor rides and jumping off haystacks. The smell of fresh horse sweat, gorse blossom, wildfires burning on the mountain, and nanna's griddle bread "Now that sounds like a seriously awesome childhood! | |||
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"Sandy bottles of orange pop and wilted salad sandwiches on the beach. Popping tar bubbles on the road with bare toes. Collecting frogspawn and tadpoles in jars. Punting in the estuary. Fern forts, tractor rides and jumping off haystacks. The smell of fresh horse sweat, gorse blossom, wildfires burning on the mountain, and nanna's griddle bread
Now that sounds like a seriously awesome childhood! "It truly was. I grew up in one of the most magical places on Earth and now get to share it with my nieces and nephews. Hope their memories will be just as special | |||
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"Sandy bottles of orange pop and wilted salad sandwiches on the beach. Popping tar bubbles on the road with bare toes. Collecting frogspawn and tadpoles in jars. Punting in the estuary. Fern forts, tractor rides and jumping off haystacks. The smell of fresh horse sweat, gorse blossom, wildfires burning on the mountain, and nanna's griddle bread
Now that sounds like a seriously awesome childhood!
It truly was. I grew up in one of the most magical places on Earth and now get to share it with my nieces and nephews. Hope their memories will be just as special "Oh I bloody love this! | |||
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"Hot wiring cars, back in the day when you could do that to a car! Glue sniffing, perving my best mates mum and finding random torn up pornos over the park. God I love Essex " You can still hot wire some cars  | |||
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"Oh so many things Playing bulldog with everyone on estate When got dark competition of grand national over peoples hedges and front garden walls Playing football on bit of grass next to main road and having sense if ball went in road to wait an retrieve it to continue game Making perfumes out of people’s grower gardens and trying sell it back to em lol Being the greatest stuntman even on skateboard or on bike both bmx and racer lol and going hospital regular for stitches cos cut head open lots ( scars are present) Doing stupid stunt that nearly lost me my eye lol Now kids can’t play have fun an do silly things" They can if you're sensible, I made sure that my kids had a great childhood including making dens, fires, wild swimming, climbing trees, I even went out door knocking with them and we never laughed so much together. Don't think weird adults and perverts are a new thing. To many parents let them sit in there bedroom on technology for hours and hours because it's easy parenting and can pretend they are safe. | |||
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"Borrowing a big bit of cardboard from the back of the shops, walking 45 minutes to the nearest steep grass hill and cardboard sledging during the summer so that we didn't have to wait for snow." That reminds me, tons of snow and time off school | |||
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"Getting my first pair of Adidas Kick trainers. Getting my first pair of football boots with screw in studs. Having hair......" then loosing the studs 2 weeks later | |||
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"Borrowing a big bit of cardboard from the back of the shops, walking 45 minutes to the nearest steep grass hill and cardboard sledging during the summer so that we didn't have to wait for snow." We used to do that, but our hill was only 5 minutes away and was known as Dinahs knob. Or by us kids as cardboard hill x | |||
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"To many parents let them sit in there bedroom on technology for hours and hours because it's easy parenting and can pretend they are safe. " I'm not a parent but I do see this happening. Trying to pry kids who have been conditioned to sit quietly with a game device away from it to play real games and get out in the fresh is no joke. I had a huge row with a family member over the Summer after my nephews asked me to download Clash of Clans and join their Clan. I downloaded it and joined, but was absolutely horrified to find that it features a global chatroom filled with people of all ages, and that much of the chat has absolutely nothing to do with the game... It was mostly adult males complaining about being hungover and horny, and sleazing on any girl who logged on, regardless of age. The things they said to me were revolting. My nephews are 6, 7 and 11. Thankfully my nieces (all under 8) had expressed no interest in the game and hadn't been exposed to any of this. The boys had been playing for a couple of hours each day for almost a year without their parents being aware of this element of the game. | |||
"Borrowing a big bit of cardboard from the back of the shops, walking 45 minutes to the nearest steep grass hill and cardboard sledging during the summer so that we didn't have to wait for snow. We used to do that, but our hill was only 5 minutes away and was known as Dinahs knob. Or by us kids as cardboard hill x "So your love of knob came early | |||
"Borrowing a big bit of cardboard from the back of the shops, walking 45 minutes to the nearest steep grass hill and cardboard sledging during the summer so that we didn't have to wait for snow. We used to do that, but our hill was only 5 minutes away and was known as Dinahs knob. Or by us kids as cardboard hill x
So your love of knob came early "Ha ha | |||
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"Playing dancing demon on a zx spectrum. Playing out till it got dark. " good one coppying gameson my amstrad then listrninv to them screech as they loaded | |||
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"Playing elastics oh and also cats cradle with string Doing a weekly paper round on Friday evenings delivering local free newspaper... man that bag was so heavy Our mum taking us for a treat to McDonalds...we had to drive about half an hour to get to the closest one... thats how few there was of them back then! Going on summer holidays with our dad and his new wife in her Ford Cortina and our legs nearly frying on the plastic back seats coz summer was always hot " I loved elastics!
What was the game called that had a tennis ball in a stocking and you stood with your back to the wall and hit the wall with the ball, lifting arms and legs out of the way? It is a game, honest | |||
"Long summer Saturdays, leaving the house early, wandering off and not returning until your hungry. We'd bake, used to love going fruit picking, then making pies. Dad worked at Dairy Crest, never short of cheese or milk and cream which we used to make our own butter. Winter nights in front of our open range in the kitchen toasting bread. Dad would wrap potatoes in foil and pop them under the grate, we'd eat straight out of the foil with butter spread all over them. I loved the powercuts, Dad would sit and tell us ghost stories. Snow, by god it snowed back then, snow up to the window sills, the school closing because of the heating packing up. We'd be straight outside to find our mates, I can remember we made w huge igloo in the field at the back of my house. All the kids helped, and my Dad bringing toast and hot chocolate for us. Sleds using coal bags. I was obnoxious to my brothers, this one day I'd been particularly horrible, Dad told them to take me out, they took me to a wood, walked me to the middle, told me to close my eyes and count to 100 lol. They left me there! Dad went mental! I was the baby of the family, spoilt, proper Daddys princess. Walking with my Dad in Autumn, he'd show me everything natural, taking time to explain things. I used to dawdle with my little basket, Dad told me that acorn shells were fairy hats! I'd be looking for fairy hats for ages! He also taught me how to read the sky, and weather and to read the seasons, and be kind to all creatures, "everyone has the right to life,no matter how small or insignificant it may seem, everything has a purpose in life, killing upsets the natural order" That is one thing that has stuck with me. " I love this. | |||
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"Playing elastics oh and also cats cradle with string Doing a weekly paper round on Friday evenings delivering local free newspaper... man that bag was so heavy Our mum taking us for a treat to McDonalds...we had to drive about half an hour to get to the closest one... thats how few there was of them back then! Going on summer holidays with our dad and his new wife in her Ford Cortina and our legs nearly frying on the plastic back seats coz summer was always hot I loved elastics!
What was the game called that had a tennis ball in a stocking and you stood with your back to the wall and hit the wall with the ball, lifting arms and legs out of the way? It is a game, honest "We did that too. No idea what it was called. Boredom probably. | |||
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"Playing elastics oh and also cats cradle with string Doing a weekly paper round on Friday evenings delivering local free newspaper... man that bag was so heavy Our mum taking us for a treat to McDonalds...we had to drive about half an hour to get to the closest one... thats how few there was of them back then! Going on summer holidays with our dad and his new wife in her Ford Cortina and our legs nearly frying on the plastic back seats coz summer was always hot I loved elastics!
What was the game called that had a tennis ball in a stocking and you stood with your back to the wall and hit the wall with the ball, lifting arms and legs out of the way? It is a game, honest "I know that, we used to the it to one ankle and then spin it round and jump over it | |||
"I miss the old playground at my local park, narrow slide 30ft high with concrete either side, those were the days " We had one like that. Loved it | |||
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" My local kids school had a playground notice saying "no ball games" and "no running" errrrr isn't that the point of playing" Nanny state | |||
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"Playing elastics oh and also cats cradle with string Doing a weekly paper round on Friday evenings delivering local free newspaper... man that bag was so heavy Our mum taking us for a treat to McDonalds...we had to drive about half an hour to get to the closest one... thats how few there was of them back then! Going on summer holidays with our dad and his new wife in her Ford Cortina and our legs nearly frying on the plastic back seats coz summer was always hot I loved elastics!
What was the game called that had a tennis ball in a stocking and you stood with your back to the wall and hit the wall with the ball, lifting arms and legs out of the way? It is a game, honest "Sock ball. We played it against our houses and got told off by our mums. | |||
"When I pooped myself in first school and the school nurse gave me a hand wash." Ohhh god, that has just reminded me of being in the infants school and not getting my woolly tights off quick enough I ended up with wet pants so I was sent to the school nurse who put my wet things in a brown bag with my name on, then I had to wear a pair of pants out the “odds n sodds” box which mum had to wash and return the next day | |||
"Oh so many things Playing bulldog with everyone on estate When got dark competition of grand national over peoples hedges and front garden walls Playing football on bit of grass next to main road and having sense if ball went in road to wait an retrieve it to continue game Making perfumes out of people’s grower gardens and trying sell it back to em lol Being the greatest stuntman even on skateboard or on bike both bmx and racer lol and going hospital regular for stitches cos cut head open lots ( scars are present) Doing stupid stunt that nearly lost me my eye lol Now kids can’t play have fun an do silly things They can if you're sensible, I made sure that my kids had a great childhood including making dens, fires, wild swimming, climbing trees, I even went out door knocking with them and we never laughed so much together. Don't think weird adults and perverts are a new thing. To many parents let them sit in there bedroom on technology for hours and hours because it's easy parenting and can pretend they are safe. " Oh I agree when I was kid if got cut or stuff was back out side some parents now wrap kids in cotton wool. I can’t say about gaming kids I always was but I still went out and played as well as playing sega. I also was in cubs and scouts so loads time having fun exploring learning and being a kid I miss that it’s rare hear kids like that now the laughs we had were because we did mischief or fun. There are a few kids near me now and I love when I see them out playing they say hello but they outside being kids not adults | |||
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"Hot wiring cars, back in the day when you could do that to a car! Glue sniffing, perving my best mates mum and finding random torn up pornos over the park. God I love Essex You can still hot wire some cars "This sounds like a challenge | |||
"When I pooped myself in first school and the school nurse gave me a hand wash. Ohhh god, that has just reminded me of being in the infants school and not getting my woolly tights off quick enough I ended up with wet pants so I was sent to the school nurse who put my wet things in a brown bag with my name on, then I had to wear a pair of pants out the “odds n sodds” box which mum had to wash and return the next day "Same here, At that age I was more ashamed of the green corduroy trousers I had to wear the rest of the day than the fact I had just shat myself. | |||
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"Playing cowboys and Indians in and around the old bunker at the end of the garden.. Garden creeping Making a packed lunch and disappearing off for the day without a care in the world Making dens in the woods Camping out in the garden "Used to love camping out in the garden, not sure if we ever made it through a whole night though without retreating to the warmth of the house | |||
"Not actually playing games in the school yard at playtime because you were too busy walking round linking arms singing “ who wants to play, Mam’s and dads?” “ who wants to play hospitals?” OR “Join on for war” “Who wants to play Japs and commandos?” if you were on of the lads " That made me laugh. We used to spend more time arguing over what to play than actually doing anything. | |||
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"I grew up on a farm so it was our playground, ponds, Woods, picnics, ponies, haystacks those amazing times "haystacks eh. i see lol | |||
“You can touch me under my top, but over my bra!”
30 years later I can still remember the feel of that bra, and the smell of her perfume! | |||
"I grew up on a farm so it was our playground, ponds, Woods, picnics, ponies, haystacks those amazing times
haystacks eh. i see lol"I don’t know what you mean!  | |||
"Ah ha ha! Someone’s just reminded me of a very happy memory as a teenager
“You can touch me under my top, but over my bra!”
30 years later I can still remember the feel of that bra, and the smell of her perfume! "You've just taken me back a long way. Presumably a different girl! | |||
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"Being happy" u not happy now? | |||
"Ah ha ha! Someone’s just reminded me of a very happy memory as a teenager
“You can touch me under my top, but over my bra!”
30 years later I can still remember the feel of that bra, and the smell of her perfume!
You've just taken me back a long way. Presumably a different girl!" oh I don’t know, she had a bit of a reputation! | |||
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