Re: Was It Really Better ?
Mmm, there are a few things I miss from my younger days.
My lovely mum and dad
My two gorgeous brothers
My taste buds
My dress size 10
Being able to go into a shop and choose pure silk knickers and matching bra. On bad days now I even have to use a bra extender!! sob!
My boobs forever in a sulk without my push up bra
My libido that I had when young
Being able to chomp on Nuts without worrying whether I will crack a tooth! Last time that happened I had just bitten a Bon Bon!
Not knowing somewhere here when someone asks for directions. I was born and bred here and knew every street, road, avenue, way, drive, and unmarked lane,Every single place was named after either a tree, bush, shrub or flower, but because so many new estates have flourished over the years with the weirdest names, I am now completely lost in my own town. Sad.
I miss the days when words weren't hijacked to mean something else and mealtimes were Breakfast, Dinner and Tea. Nowadays if you say Dinner instead of Lunch people look at you weirdly or say they are doing something in the evening.
Finally, I miss those wonderful days of being young when the days seemed to always be long, hot, forever sunny and carefree. Days when we were on school holidays,when friends called for my brothers and me and we were gone for the whole day and only returned in time for tea.
I don't ever remember our parents combing the streets looking for us? they would ask where we were going and let us get on with it.
Besides the above, not much really!