Did you have a happy childhood?

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ColinJ

Puzzle game procrastinator!
"Your schooldays are thew happiest days of your life" is the biggest load of bollocks I've ever heard. I much prefer life as an adult.
I used to find that expression really depressing when I was a teenager. My thought was that if that was as good as it gets, then life doesn't make a lot of sense!

Unfortunately, things never did get much better after I left school ... :wacko:
 

ColinJ

Puzzle game procrastinator!
"Smalltown Boy" by Bronski Beat is one of my favourite songs.
I've watched the video on Vintage TV a few times recently - great song! (The father in the video reminds me of my dad, and not in a good way. He wasn't a bad man, but some of his attitudes were already unacceptable when he was young, let alone when I was!)
 

gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
We used to make (invented) 'bomb-bikes' in the 70's - any frame salvageable, some version of a 'single' speed, -cow horns, whatever front wheel available, 'moby' (moped) back or Chopper back wheel, brakes optional ... surprised we're still alive - it was different back then :smile:
Oh yes we had them in the early 70s, almost exactly as you describe. Then some fool friend asked the local blacksmith if he could extend the forks ' Chopper style' which he did. Hells Angel's on home made bikes :laugh:
 

Yellow Fang

Legendary Member
Location
Reading
On the whole, no. At least not after I had to go to school.
 

gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
Did anyone else used to make ramps and get their mates to lay down and then jump them on their bikes?
Or, much to the annoyance of the RAF married quarters residents, build a ramp and launch yourself, still on the bike, into the biggest privet hedges you could find.
They're deceptively soft to land in...but bugger I suspect we made a mess of them.

TBF, we only did it to some of the many empty houses.
 

Bollo

Failed Tech Bro
Location
Winch
Did anyone else used to make ramps and get their mates to lay down and then jump them on their bikes?
Or, much to the annoyance of the RAF married quarters residents, build a ramp and launch yourself, still on the bike, into the biggest privet hedges you could find.
They're deceptively soft to land in...but bugger I suspect we made a mess of them.

TBF, we only did it to some of the many empty houses.
You'll have the Families Officer after you!
 
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Drago

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One memory is when my Mums new boyfriend thumped my Dad. Unfortunately, I get my size from my Dad (I'm actually a touch smaller than he), who turned round and folded him in half.

At the time it was all a bit scary, but looking back that feller was a p**** and deserved a good poke. One of those childhood memories where time changes the perspective.
 
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