Random things from childhood.

[John from Bootle]

Shouting "three points to Wigan" every time somebody skied a shot.

Dead mans bluff. Mental game. Climb on top of a 7 foot wall with grass below. One of your mates would whip out an imaginary weapon (rocket launcher, grenade, machine gun etc) and fire it in your direction. You'd then have to fall off the wall in the most dramatic fashion you could manage. Must have found myself 9 feet in the air at times. Would break every bone in my body if I tried it now

 

[COYBL25]

Yer ma.

 

[Rich1878]

Staaaaaaate

 

[Cake]

Any run down or disused house had a witch in it.

 

[John from Bootle]

Yer ma.

Childhood mate, childhood. Not everybody's parents are like your da.

 

[Neiler]

 

[John from Bootle]

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Is that what you used to eat when there was no lollipops or spuds?

 

[Littlesue]

Any run down or disused house had a witch in it.

Bogey man for us

 

[witchdoc187]

Teachers cocks

 

[Charles Hawtrey]

when I was 8 we moved to a new council house. They were still building the estate around us. The work sites were our weekend playgrounds.
used to 'swim' in the trenches they dug for foundations for flats - once it rained. Once found a dead dog in one, must've got trapped. That put me off for a bit.
used to jump off three story flats' scaffolding into sand piles - had to be 30 feet up but 5 ft of sand.
used to play footy using the middle unit of newly built garages with no doors as goals, which was quite good as you didn't have to fetch the ball.
We were so inventive. But also dumb. Had a mate who go caught short a ways from home and pooped in a toilet outside a new house which obviously wasn't plumbed into anything.

The workers must have hated us!

 

[Bryan+]

Shouting "three points to Wigan" every time somebody skied a shot.

Dead mans bluff. Mental game. Climb on top of a 7 foot wall with grass below. One of your mates would whip out an imaginary weapon (rocket launcher, grenade, machine gun etc) and fire it in your direction. You'd then have to fall off the wall in the most dramatic fashion you could manage. Must have found myself 9 feet in the air at times. Would break every bone in my body if I tried it now

Can tell you’re from Bootle, never heard of any of these ye wool.

 

[John from Bootle]

Can tell you’re from Bootle, never heard of any of these ye wool.

I'm actually from Crosby if truth be told.

Can't help the fact you grew up in South Liverpool, which is basically just some team Aldridge used to play for. Nobody from South Liverpool has ever been a proper scouser

 

[Bedfordblue]

Our Headmaster who used to wear a cape and occasionally a motar board hat being nicknamed Batman but everyone was terrified of him as the cane was still a thing.

Had an abandoned house with quiet a bit of land at the end our street where the over grown gardens were used for a recreation of ‘Nam / The Falklands, using elazzy band guns made from bits of old timber, clothes pegs and a nail. Also had a wall for jumping off that felt about 20ft high at the time but was probably closer to 7ft looking back!




Then when i moved down south there was a welsh geography teacher who would rugby tackle anyone into the nearest wall if you dared carry your school bag over your shoulder.

 

[boothill]

Devils cave on the arl raller off marsh lane

 

[Skroob]

Playing hide and seek in the 'haunted' woods near us and getting slapped by Sarah Anne for trying to 'hide' up her skirts.