Re: Childhood memories.
Love this thread, thanks for starting it Fruity. Your boyhood memories are wonderful.
I had a wonderful childhood, money was sparse but we didn't go without food or clothes.
I remember coats thrown on my bed in the winter and we had no carpets except in the living room. I can still see the carpet, it was green with flecks of yellow in it. The black and white tele in the corner of the room and the radiogram was under the window where my big sister used to play her 45s. I remember my beautiful big Sister played Sweet Talking Guy, It's My Party, Bobbys Girl lots and to this day I love to hear those songs.
We had a pantry where Mum kept all the tinned stuff and in there was a electric meter, when my mum and dad were skint she used to put buttons in and when the electric man came he used to give her them back lol.
Mr Garside the Provi man used to come on Fridays and he always gave me a Rileys Chocolate Toffee, also on Fridays Mr Thomas the insurance man always came, I have fond memories of how lovely those two blokes were.
My two sisters were quite a bit older than me so when I played out it was with friends rather than my Sisters. I remember player hopscotch chalking on the flags and I remember tying a skipping rope to the lampost and me and my friends would skip, sometimes two of us would jump in the rope!
I remember I once climbed a tree and I couldn't get back down, I was too scared and my friends went and told my parents and Dad came to save me.
sometimes Mum would give me a piggy back up the stairs when it was bedtime and I remember one particular night laughed so much as she struggled up the stairs with me, awwww Mum xxxx
At the bottom of our street we had a large grassed area and I used to do cartwheels and handsprings and crabs, I was quite the gymnast but I could never do the splits which used to annoy me.
We'd go down bluebell wood and catch newts and sticklebacks, ride the tarzan swing, go home really muddy but mum never minded.
The council estate we lived on had shops at the other end and my Mum would call 'Beverleeeeeeey' and I could hear her from the other end of the estate, either I did or my friends would say, Bev your mum is calling you, she had a right foghorn for a voice my Mum lol.
We never had a phone so we'd go on to the public phone.
I remember one day my Mum was sending me to the shop with a purse that had a five pound note in, that was a LOT of money then, and as I was walking on the estate I threw the purse up in the air to catch it and it dropped in some bushes. I was horrified and search as hard as I could I could not find that purse, it's a complete mystery to this day where it went and my Mum went bonkers with me for losing the money
I didn't ever really get into any dangerous scrapes, I was a softie.
I don't have much bad memory of childhood except me and my friend Linda were playing on the swings and she stood up and worked up and went right over the handlebars, she broke her wrist and her wrist bone was sticking out.........it was horrible and I've never forgotten it, poor Linda.
Anyway I've waffled long enough, sorry, I got carried away. I loved every moment of typing that and I could go on forever.
Thanks for listening, hope I didn't bore you too much .