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Stupid things you miss from your childhood...

Garden hopping.
Playing 30-a-side football on the green.
Finding out just where that stream went.
Staying out all day (instead of all night).
Actually enjoying seeing relatives.
Being interested in practically everything (stamps, frogspawn, matchboxes, aircraft numbers, camp building, football stickers, climbing trees).
Scrumping.
Trying to get off with Sandra (never managed it).
Playing '40-40' in the street :p
 
most if not all previously mentioned although one memory was Tuesday night, spaghetti and meatballs and watching Monkey on beeb 2 with my bro, it was the only time we actually spent together :p

nice pic of sensible soccer before, loved that game especially SWOS

also playing footy manager on the spectrum round my mates house, it was a treat back then if it was raining, if not we were outside playing footy/cricket, doing dares or tasks (same as dares really)

getting someone to buy 2 litres of olde english from the shop on a friday night when we were 15
 
Subbuteo.

Creamola Foam.

Playing football until it got dark, the score was probably 95 each by that time.

The summers when it was sunny all the time.
 
Anyone ever make a Chuck arrow out of privet and card for the flight, we used to chuck them with a piece of string, also how about a tennis ball in a stocking...they went miles.
 
Having the energy to play 3 games of hockey on the bounce.
Having acres of veldt to play in. Catching snakes, hunting and swimming in rivers.
Holidays at Mpande on the wild coast
Going to Kruger and the bush every month - this is what I miss the most by far
 
Having the energy to play 3 games of hockey on the bounce.
Having acres of veldt to play in. Catching snakes, hunting and swimming in rivers.
Holidays at Mpande on the wild coast
Going to Kruger and the bush every month - this is what I miss the most by far
What part of leeds is that in pal? Gipton?
 
Anyone ever make a Chuck arrow out of privet and card for the flight, we used to chuck them with a piece of string, also how about a tennis ball in a stocking...they went miles.

We used to make what we called mud-yacks.

Cut a good length of thin Ash tree branch from a hedge, 3 or 4 feet long, mould a ball of mud clay, there's plenty of that in Leicestershire, stick it on the end of the Ash and then whip it forwards and see how far you could sling the mud.

Believe me it can go for huge distances, in fact make some on the golf course next weekend and fire mud at the slow 4-ball in front.

In fact I'm going to have a word with Bob, could be yet another use for the V-Easy.
 
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Sunday afternoon listening to the top 40 on the radio with a tape in recording all the songs so i could listen to them during the week on my walkman.

Stopping the recording just as they spoke....
I remember getting a minidisc and telling a mate to ditch his ipod.... hmmm!
Lego was probs my fave toy, loved that stuff. But playing football all hours of the day was incredible, rain snow and every now and again a hint of sunshine
 
Mum & Dad
Creosote; the official smell that signified summer had arrived
Keeping 10p in your pocket for the emergency phone call from those big red boxes
Cycling on the road and feeling perfectly safe

and a few other things already mentioned.
 
Cannon
You will need a tennis ball
4 sticks (size about 3-4inchs each) in the shape of cricket stumps, 3 vertical one horizontal

From about 3 meters away you need throw the ball to knock all the sticks down, once they are all down you have to run out.. then you have to make your way back to put up the sticks when done shout cannon, without the other team hitting you with the ball.



Just remembered a few more
Making Peg guns.
Ice-Cups
Playing Headers and Volleys, and World Cup.
jumping off a motorway bridge into the sea.
Finding my dads stash of porn mags haha
Global Hypercolour T Shirts
 
My Dad's old Ford Granada...what a beast...the car, not my Dad!
Helping in the family shop, weighing potatoes and tomatoes as soon as I could count.
Endless days on the beach (Grew up on the coast) down for first thing in the morning right until last knockings, with sand in the sandwiches of course!
My primary school, it was so much fun.
The Spectrum as already said with Jet Set Willy, Manic Miner and Top Gun.

That's brightened my Monday :D

CK
 
@Big Rick, HEADERS AND VOLLEYS!! what a game!!! many hours as a kid spent playing that!!!

remembering "dads" old cars too, my dad had a Sierra XR4 x4 i think it was called, what a car!!! LOL
 
knock door run fast , kick the can, rounders, bob a job,marbles moshie , gir and clique , conkers, tig your het, dogin [no not that type] school
 
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Staying out all day with mates playing in the fields and exploring the derelict mansion behind the park. (Nearly broke my neck as I fell into the swimming pool that was overgrown with brambles) :)
Trying to build an igloo out of snow that was borrowed off of all the front laws in our street.
Chalking out football pitches/tennis courts etc on our road.
Going to the corner shop with a a few coins to buy sweets.
Carving out tunnels in the sand pit.
Playing British bulldog in the school playground with 40 others and being the last one not to get caught.
Getting cornered by the cute blonde girl while playing kiss chase at school. :)
The oily smell from my granddads toolshed and the tube of smarties I'd get for helping him to tidy it.
 
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