John from Bootle
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Kerby.
Random things from childhood.
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duncs pigeon
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Ya'll likely won't know what it is or have something similar that goes by a different name...but going on a "snipe hunt".
I was left on my own in the pitch black Montana woods near a lake we had to initially hike in to (so literally in the middle of 'kin nowhere). I sat there in dead silence like an idiot with my flashlight and grocery store paper bag for probably a good 40 mins before the panic began to set it. As primarily a city boy with some bits of rural blood, it was a good prank for me at (probably) 10 y/o...must've been, it's been 40 years and I'll be damned if I don't pay it forward, even if it's on a neighbor's kid.
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I was left on my own in the pitch black Montana woods near a lake we had to initially hike in to (so literally in the middle of 'kin nowhere). I sat there in dead silence like an idiot with my flashlight and grocery store paper bag for probably a good 40 mins before the panic began to set it. As primarily a city boy with some bits of rural blood, it was a good prank for me at (probably) 10 y/o...must've been, it's been 40 years and I'll be damned if I don't pay it forward, even if it's on a neighbor's kid.
Snipe hunt - Wikipedia
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For those who know the area there's a huge house halfway down Grassendale Road. It looks like the one in the opening credits of Scooby Doo. It will forever be known to me as the Witch House.
Abandoning kids alone in the woods late at night? Something tells me modern journalism would be keen on an interview. Oh, and some bright spark here has pushed for the reintroduction of wolves (because the deer are eating the forests).Ya'll likely won't know what it is or have something similar that goes by a different name...but going on a "snipe hunt".
I was left on my own in the pitch black Montana woods near a lake we had to initially hike in to (so literally in the middle of 'kin nowhere). I sat there in dead silence like an idiot with my flashlight and grocery store paper bag for probably a good 40 mins before the panic began to set it. As primarily a city boy with some bits of rural blood, it was a good prank for me at (probably) 10 y/o...must've been, it's been 40 years and I'll be damned if I don't pay it forward, even if it's on a neighbor's kid.
Snipe hunt - Wikipedia
Our back garden backed onto the Liverpool-London railway line. A rubbish fence made of three strands of wire were all that separated us from the tracks. We were absolutely forbidden to to go on or near the embankment. Favourite game: daring each other to go on the embankment and touch the rails! Also taking a picnic onto the shed roof ( most likely made of asbestos) then jumping off said roof after the picnic - about 9ft.
Finally, going to Otterspool Prom to watch the raw sewage and used condoms being discharged into the Mersey and seeing who could spot the biggest turd.
Finally, going to Otterspool Prom to watch the raw sewage and used condoms being discharged into the Mersey and seeing who could spot the biggest turd.
40 years ago...think they may have still had pull tabs on 'kin beer cans back then. "Different times" as they'd say. I'm all for its continuation, though...'Merica. This is the kind of childhood that knobheads like Pete Hegseth missed out on...hence the "how much do you even lift, bro?" BS.
Pull tabs ended the year I was born says Gemini ('75).
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
Torturing ants, especially when you'd find a bit nest of flying ones.
Anyway, back to non sadist things :
It's funny how I remember the taste of the "spoon" more than the ice cream.
Anyway, back to non sadist things :
It's funny how I remember the taste of the "spoon" more than the ice cream.
Tony Hibbert's Wife
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In America. 1990 UK.
Pick & Mix from the local convenience store where you could genuinely get loads for 30p.
Those mojos were immense. Milk bottles, fizzy cola bottles, foam shrimp, white chocolate mice, those strawberry lace things.
Those mojos were immense. Milk bottles, fizzy cola bottles, foam shrimp, white chocolate mice, those strawberry lace things.
Then I don't believe one of the reasons listed for getting rid of them being environmental; no way we could've been 15 years ahead of you on that front...had to have been for monetary gains. Same reason they went to these stupid 'kin skinny cans (KOFF with that
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cinema in aisle vendors. that's going back some, was it just Odeon?Torturing ants, especially when you'd find a bit nest of flying ones.
Anyway, back to non sadist things :
It's funny how I remember the taste of the "spoon" more than the ice cream.
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
Classic cinemas as well, maybe ABC, there's a few that's ceased to be.