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"My brother and I walking to the shops super excited because we had two shillings each to spend  . We though we were millionaires
Happy days indeed, what did you buy ?"
We went to Woolworths but I have no idea what we bought. |
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"My brother and I walking to the shops super excited because we had two shillings each to spend . We though we were millionaires
Happy days indeed, what did you buy ?
We went to Woolworths but I have no idea what we bought."
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My mum bought me and my brother Winnie the Pooh backpacks when I was three and he was two. The backpack was just a giant Winnie the Pooh teddy, which was hollow and had straps. I loved it, and it’s in my mum’s attic.
Found out about ten years ago that it was the first Christmas my mum had as a single mum, my ‘bio dad’ was abusive to us in every which way you can think of, she was living in a run down flat, no job, my brother attending a nursery for children with special needs which was over two hours away, I was attending a public nursery full time (instead of half days) and my mum couldn’t afford to eat. It’s all she got us for Christmas and she cried and cried the whole day thinking she had failed us.
But I loved it, and still do.
I miss playing on my front garden with my friend. We had a basin of water and our barbie dolls. We made clothes and bikinis out of socks for the dolls.
When I was 11 me and my friends once found a couch under one of the trees we climbed on. So naturally, we put the couch in the tree and made it our den. All the kids in our village loved it.
The RAF left our village and loads of houses were empty. There was a whole abandoned section, and we used to chill in the sheds. It was brilliant. Also played in the garages too - never caused any damage or harm, just somewhere away from parents but semi warm for us to chill.
Sitting outside the school gates bluetoothing songs to my friends
When my all time best friend found out he was moving to England. We spent the summer holidays in the nature trail, up a massive tree and planned our future. We always thought we’d end up married with children. We kissed in that tree and up until this very moment I never told a soul. Everyone thought we would make the perfect couple, but when we pretended we got together everyone thought we were lying. (He left when I was 12 )
Aw so many things. Just hanging about the streets with my friends. I just miss being a child  |
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My Uncle John and my Aunty Liz coming down from Aberystwyth, and talking to her in Welsh.
I adored my Uncle John! I was his favourite, he'd take me to the shop to buy sweets for me and my brother, he would always buy me extra sweets and I'd eat them in his car on the way back.
He always spoilt me at Christmas, we'd have a boardgame off him to share, but I would get extra presents. One year he bought me a jewellery box and proper jewellery to go inside.
Walking with my Dad around the lanes, with my little basket collecting 'treasure' he would tell me that acorn shells were fairy hats! I'd spend ages looking for the fairies.
Being pushed down the road in my Dad's wheelbarrow by my brothers!
Every Saturday afternoon Dad would come home with sausage and chips from the chippy, bottles of and big bags of sweets for us, never allowed sweets any other time unless it was a special occasion.
My Dad telling us ghost stories around the fire when we had powercuts, he'd toast bread and wrap potatoes in foil to cook in the hearth.
My Aunty Shirley! Loved going to see her! I loved sleeping in her bed when we stayed over, she would stroke my hair until I fell asleep.
Riding in the boot of Dad's hatchback waving and pulling faces at the people behind.
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Me and the little sis and the cousin going down the stairs on cardboard boxes. The cousin flew out the door once she didn’t know weather to laugh or cry
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When my mum did eventually manage to get a job, my uncle would travel on three buses twice a week to come and babysit me and my brother for four hours, for free. He was only about 20 at the time and wasn’t even my uncle by marriage - he was my aunties boyfriend (they’ve been married for ages now). He would take us to the Disney shop and spoil us as if we were his own, he bought me my first Disney princess dress, he’s amazing.
When we lived in Germany our next door neighbour moved out and no one ever moved in. So when it snowed we got to use all their snow. We made massive igloos, snowfamilies, it was amazing.
In the house where my mum and dad still live, everyone in the street got on and we all had massive bbqs and parties. Until that bitch Hayley started sleeping around. She asked Paula to babysit, Paula said no, Hayley went out anyway. Hayley’s kids ended up at my house at 1am crying because no one had been home for hours. One shared my bed (we were about eight at the time) and the other bunked with my brother (who was seven).
Then Jim and Sandra broke up, which was sad. But Samantha started sleeping with Jim so it all kicked off. Sandra wouldn’t come to my wedding because Samantha was there and so many more dramas. But it was fun when I was wee! |
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By *iger4uWoman
over a year ago
In my happy place |
Playing out all day in the garden in the paddling pool
Being tucked in at bedtime
My grandad used to cook my breakfast when I stayed with them.
3 sweets for a penny
Kia ora in cartons where the hole was in the middle
British rail fruit cake for train journeys |
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My dad driving a pink taxi. He has never been a taxi driver.
Clay pigeon shooting, you could always find me with the dogs people had brought along with them.
My dog pulling me round on a sledge in the snow
NYE parties at my parents friends house
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"When I was naughty mum used to lock me in the bedroom as a punishment to stop me playing outside
If you did that now they'd think it was brilliant, how times have changed "
We have to get them to sit with us on the sofa now as punishment  |
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"When I was naughty mum used to lock me in the bedroom as a punishment to stop me playing outside
If you did that now they'd think it was brilliant, how times have changed
We have to get them to sit with us on the sofa now as punishment "
Go a step further and make them communicate with you |
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"My dad saying he was going to see a man about a dog on a sunday lunch,when he was going to the pub.
10p sweet mixes
Playing out on long summer nights ."
Lol my dog walks often involves pubs, one feeds him sausages so he genuinely refuses to walk past |
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"Frost on the inside of the bedroom windows. I don't miss that "
Oh remember that really clearly.. Used to go to bed in more clothes than we wore during the day and dressed in my uniform in the morning under the blankets... Soooooo appreciate central heating now |
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My Dad letting me sip the froth on his pint while hiding me in the corner in the pub while he played cards.
Camping out on the field with my mates in the summer holidays.
My Grifter.
The girl 3 doors down who used to let us take it in turns putting our hands down her knickers |
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Spending ages making and painting Airfix model airplanes, then setting fire to them and launching them out of my bedroom window 
As i remember, the last one set fire to a holly bush in the front garden.................my dad only allowed me to build tanks and cars from then onwards 
many years latter, me and my best mate blew up an Airfix tank in the back garden using Suger and Hydrogen Peroxide...................the joys of chemistry lessons finally made good |
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Fishing off the pier at Scarborough with my dad and brother whilst my mum was sat in the car reading her mills and boon books and every so often she would do the tea run and bring back a bag of fresh donuts |
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My favourite childhood memory has to be Christmas back in 1993.
In 1992, we got burgled on Christmas Eve so our Christmas was basically stolen. A year later in 1993, on Christmas Eve, we had a party and had many relatives round which was great.
Christmas Day was even better as my dad was filming me, my brother and my mum opening our presents like many of us do at Christmas. We had many great presents but the best was saved till last and it was a Super Nintendo. Me and my brother were ecstatic when we opened it lol.
When I look back at it, that Christmas certainly made up for what happened the year before plus it was snowing which made our Christmas even better.
What I also remember from that Christmas was a cartoon on the TV which I had no clue what it was called at the time but it was good to watch. It took me over 20 years to figure out what it was called and then I found some archived TV listings online and found that the cartoon was called The Boy Who Dreamed Christmas. I saw clips of it on YouTube and was so happy to have found it after all these years. I was even lucky to find a DVD of it on EBay so I bought it and have been watching it in the early hours of Christmas day for the past 4 years.
I will always cherish that DVD as it will remind me of the best Christmas me and my family had back in 1993. |
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"When I was naughty mum used to lock me in the bedroom as a punishment to stop me playing outside
If you did that now they'd think it was brilliant, how times have changed
We have to get them to sit with us on the sofa now as punishment
Go a step further and make them communicate with you "
The torture  |
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I wanted a skateboard and my dad worked in the foundry of a car factory and somehow manged to have a skateboard made for me which was cast out of aluminum.
It was a complete death trap. While it was properly fast, if I fell off it; which would happen quite frequently, I was lucky to not get an injury from the sharp aluminum edges.
Health and safety wasn't really an issue in the late 70's |
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