When I was a lad....

[BenChug]

Andy you grew up in Glasgow right? I was just wondering which area it was about as my Uncle has told me similar things and he grew up near Springburn (I think) in the 40s and 50s.


voodoo sproat I don't have a printer so instead I just went down to the range and pissed on a figure 11, I enjoyed that comment just because it was so random. Whitey you and I are pretty much the same but from different origins, different crowds led to very different responses however when confronted by a different class of people, and in England there still is quite a difference between the classes.

[Andy O'Pray]

BenChug,

At the time of me being a POW guard we lived in Renfrew. A few years later we moved to Auchenshuggle. We used to say Tollcross as we couldn't spell Auchenshuggle.

Aye - Andy. :fadein:

[mr_zero]

man all of you guys are lucky. i live in london and its boring, nothing to do. just the same old boring concrete landscape.
and my parents would never even think about letting me out after 7 oclock (and im 14 years old!!) and they insist on driving me everywhere.
you guys in the country have it good.

[Guest]

Went to pick up one of my sons over the weekend, no big deal, he phoned, I went to collect him from one of his friends house without much thought about it.

On the way over I was thinking that I never asked my old man for anything, let alone disturb him while he was watching football on the TV, which got me further thinking about how different my life as a kid was compared to today’s youth.

Mon - Fri, get up for paper round job, cycle to school 5 miles, come home for dinner (we call it dinner up North, not lunch), back to school and then bike home again -daily distance 20 miles. Have tea then off out with mates, play football or just hang around - never inside friends houses always outside regardless of weather, back in the house for about 11.

Weekends - paper round in the morning. Hook up with mates, game of football then off to Anfield to watch the Reds. Have tea then out again.

Sunday was the quiet day, after delivering papers, find mates, play football or on our bikes somewhere miles away to go fishing, then Sunday dinner and watch some TV.

The thing that struck me was just how much more independent I was as a kid compared with my boys. Home was mainly somewhere to kip and grab something to eat. We never went inside our mates houses unless we were waiting for them to get their sh*t together. We never bothered parents with anything, as for a lift forget it - it was bike or walk, or don't go.

I'm not having a rant at today's kids, but feel I had far more fun than they seem to today and a lot more independence.

I know this is similar to the post some while ago which I posted about the old days, but I think my generation were a lot luckier as kids.

P.S. After picking him up from his mates house, son asked if I could give them a lift to the cinema that night, his friends Dad would bring them home "No problem" I said

Playstation 2, the most ghastly invention ever...my 6-year old nephew spends half his existence on it and im worried already...

[harry hackedoff]

"When I was a lad, I served a term as Office Boy, to an Attorney`s firm,
I polished up the handle, so care-ful-lee,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen`s Nay-vee"

[harry hackedoff]

Closet Gilbert & Sullivan fan, moi? Bien sur
Wholley, big fan of night dives, me. Using me lamp to inspect some photo-luminescent shrimp in the Maldives, I was most diss-chuffed when a big Grouper swooped in and ate the little bugger from under me nose. He`d been using me lamp too, to hunt with Haven`t dived at night here yet, but some friends are organising a weekend on Rotto, which will have at least three night dives. Hope Mr White doesn`t know

[jlitt]

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yeah I can see what you mean, recently at a family BBQ I took my younger cousins out to play run-outs in the fields. Ended up with one of them falling a couple of feet from a tree and going home, I was most upset shamed by the fact that I was supposed to look after them. The comment I got from my uncle "wot, climn tree's e daght do that stuff" {what! Climbing trees he does not do that kind of thing!}
13 years old an can't climb trees what's this country comin to?( I still do it now to show off to my friends on the way back from the pub- here read diminished responsibility) MY gen 1980-1987ish were probably the last to do this kind of stuff in general. Although I'm sure that the tradition is kept alive by some.
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[BenChug]

man all of you guys are lucky. i live in london and its boring, nothing to do. just the same old boring concrete landscape.
and my parents would never even think about letting me out after 7 oclock (and im 14 years old!!) and they insist on driving me everywhere.
you guys in the country have it good.

mr_zero, where else in the country other than Islington can Tony Bliars sister get mugged? Don't tell me us city boys have it lame.