What we did when we were kids....

We walked everywhere:

I was out with a few old school mates last week for a few beers, some I'd not seen since the late 70's. Obviously we got chatting about the days and what we got up to. A couple said they had walked nearly 3 miles to another mates house to be told by his Mam 'he's not coming out' so the just said OK and walked back.
 
I was a wrongun.
What we thought was just having a laugh and a bit of mischievous prankery I now know to be at best anti-social behaviour.
Nowt much I can do about it now but something I look back on with embarressment and regret.
 
We walked everywhere:

I was out with a few old school mates last week for a few beers, some I'd not seen since the late 70's. Obviously we got chatting about the days and what we got up to. A couple said they had walked nearly 3 miles to another mates house to be told by his Mam 'he's not coming out' so the just said OK and walked back.
On New Years day 75 (could have been 76) me & a few others walked from Marton to Westerdale youth hostel only to find it shut!
My dad had to drive out in the snow to pick us up.
 
Making arrows with a bit of bamboo, two playing cards and a piece of string to launch them with.

1. The bamboo was cut on one end to accept the two playing cards to act as flights.

2. The other end was sharpened to stick in the target.

3. A notch was cut two-thirds of the way up to attach the string.

4. A knot tied at the end of the string, placed over the notch and the string looped over it and pulled tight towards the tip.

5. Run like crazy and launch the arrow in the air.

How we never killed anyone doing this I will never know.
We used to do that one summer, they were called Dutch Arrows.
 
1. Found your mates when your found the bikes all parked up
2. Climbing trees
3. Only going home for food and drink
4. Stay out till the street lights came on
5. Building Dens
6. Trying to make a fire
7. Knocky Door Run
8. Kerby
9. Street versus Street Football
10. Conkers
11. Yo-Yo's
12. Spud Guns
Seems we all did the same things wherever we where.

I had a fantastic childhood, I still have the same 5 pals I started infant school with we still go to the match together.
We had a place we all knocked about together that was the size of 3 football pitches. I cant think of a day I didnt kick a ball. In the winter it was 20 a side knee deep in mud all ages after hours of playing even if you were winning it was always "next goal the winner"
The place we knocked about was the perfect circled common in a crescent where two of my mates lived the common was circled by houses. We virtually all grew up in that area.
All told, there must have been 30 odd kids from different schools, and faiths that kicked about on that common.
The summer we used to play football and then cricket, using a big tray breadboard as wickets. We carried out our version of the Olympics.
We often camped out overnight there.
Going to the Forum - ice skating or swimming baths, or riding to Seaton Carew.
Going to the YMCA Saturday mornings, trampolining, wall climbing
Going to the ABC Minors.

Further afield Playing funkies - Beck Jumping, falling in getting a shoe full or the golden boot(a rusty metal mix with mud looked like $hoite if you got a shoe full there.
Reed fights, in the spring time with the old reeds and black bog mud.
Up Ozzy woods Norton and boot ar$es fields.
Tarzies were put up every summer, often cut down by the council but we reinstated them, I could never understand at the time why they cut - em down ?. Its only now I understand why.
I remember every fad (yo-yo, spud gun, superball, and all the pop songs of every year of my youth. Ive bumped into the odd lad who wasn't a close mate, either 5 years older or 5 years younger and still have smile about times.

Happy days indeed.
 
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We walked everywhere:

I was out with a few old school mates last week for a few beers, some I'd not seen since the late 70's. Obviously we got chatting about the days and what we got up to. A couple said they had walked nearly 3 miles to another mates house to be told by his Mam 'he's not coming out' so the just said OK and walked back.
'he's not coming out' so the just said OK and walked back. :ROFLMAO:Lol
 
Seems we all did the same things wherever we where.

I had a fantastic childhood, I still have the same 5 pals I started infant school with we still go to the match together.
We had a place we all knocked about together that was the size of 3 football pitches. I cant think of a day I didnt kick a ball. In the winter it was 20 a side knee deep in mud all ages after hours of playing even if you were winning it was always "next goal the winner"
The place we knocked about was the perfect circled common in a crescent where two of my mates lived the common was circled by houses. We virtually all grew up in that area.
All told, there must have been 30 odd kids from different schools, and faiths that kicked about on that common.
The summer we used to play football and then cricket, using a big tray breadboard as wickets. We carried out our version of the Olympics.
We often camped out overnight there.
Going to the Forum - ice skating or swimming baths, or riding to Seaton Carew.
Going to the YMCA Saturday mornings, trampolining, wall climbing
Going to the ABC Minors.

Further afield Playing funkies - Beck Jumping, falling in getting a shoe full or the golden boot(a rusty metal mix with mud looked like $hoite if you got a shoe full there.
Reed fights, in the spring time with the old reeds and black bog mud.
Up Ozzy woods Norton and boot ar$es fields.
Tarzies were put up every summer, often cut down by the council but we reinstated them, I could never understand at the time why they cut - em down ?. Its only now I understand why.
I remember every fad (yo-yo, spud gun, superball, and all the pop songs of every year of my youth. Ive bumped into the odd lad who wasn't a close mate, either 5 years older or 5 years younger and still have smile about times.

Happy days indeed.
Remember the ABC minors was a must for Saturday morning,still know the song.Also when the kids used to go on stage for their birthday,they used to say "thank you very much minors" I used to think what have miners got to do with us.
 
We had a ready made adventure playground at the top of Trimdon
New estate had minimal security - and the workies knocked off about the same time we finished school
Evel Knieval style leaps off the mound - lots of buckled wheels and bruised egos
Bike races along the unmade site roads and ready made climbing frames with all the scaffolding

New estates these days have more security than Fort Knox
 
Remember the ABC minors was a must for Saturday morning,still know the song.Also when the kids used to go on stage for their birthday,they used to say "thank you very much minors" I used to think what have miners got to do with us.
:D miners. I remember the Stamping of feet when the lights went low.
Happy Birthday - My mate used to try every week, until they sussed him.
 
Remember the ABC minors was a must for Saturday morning,still know the song.Also when the kids used to go on stage for their birthday,they used to say "thank you very much minors" I used to think what have miners got to do with us.
I remember the que down the back alley behind the ABC, and the badges they gave you.
 
I used to live near linden Crescent in linthorpe and me and 3 friends used to play linden Olympics. Basically ramps and bikes over alleys and hanging from trees and nonsense things. Then we all grew up and my anxiety kicked in 😄😄
 
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