Slacker Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Used to stick bangers in dog turds so when they went off they would decorate any cars parked nearby. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PHILINFRANCE Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Used to stick bangers in dog turds so when they went off they would decorate any cars parked nearby. Not the white ones? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Cyril Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Not the white ones? They were all white then. What about satin footy scarves.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WhistleHappy Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Used to stick bangers in dog turds so when they went off they would decorate any cars parked nearby.We used ours to blow up prized cabbages in local gardens, and when Longwell Green was mostly fields before Asda, B&Q etc ruined it (it was virtually our childhood village green with cows and everything) we made good use of the Cow Pats with our 'bangers' ... Exploding semi-sloppy with an outer crust cow dung was a sight to behold, light blue touch paper and run like f .... k to avoid the SPLAAAT! ... Good Times :laugh: (P.S.: forgot to mention the far flung dollops of still smoking cow poo all around was a sight to see too! Kids today dont know what they've missed, we didn't need F/Book and X Boxes to have our fun ... Scrump a few apples, scrounge a bag of chip shop scrumps too on the way home in time for Monty Python on telly God how we lived ! ..:laugh: .) Talk about Shit heads & Shitty til I Die ... Wonder where all them old mates are now, if I met em again today I'd like to shake their hands & give 'em all a 'pat' on the back for old times sake! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lack of Action Man Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 The Bristol City cheerleaders VIVACITY? O.o Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ciderup Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 We used ours to blow up prized cabbages in local gardens, and when Longwell Green was mostly fields before Asda, B&Q etc ruined it (it was virtually our childhood village green with cows and everything) we made good use of the Cow Pats with our 'bangers' ... Exploding semi-sloppy with an outer crust cow dung was a sight to behold, light blue touch paper and run like f .... k to avoid the SPLAAAT! ... Good Times (P.S.: forgot to mention the far flung dollops of still smoking cow poo all around was a sight to see too! Kids today dont know what they've missed, we didn't need F/Book and X Boxes to have our fun ... Scrump a few apples, scrounge a bag of chip shop scrumps too on the way home in time for Monty Python on telly God how we lived ! .. .) Talk about Shit heads & Shitty til I Die ... Wonder where all them old mates are now, if I met em again today I'd like to shake their hands & give 'em all a 'pat' on the back for old times sake! Around the 'Wood, we used to scoop up dog crap in newspaper, chuck a couple of bangers in, light the paper and leave it on people's door steps. Ring the bell, run like hell then watch the person who answered the door try to stamp out the fire (human reaction to try) only to be met by 'bang bang' and a foot / leg covered in dog 5hit! Happy days!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
handsofclay Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Collecting conkers on the Downs. If kids were allowed to risk their lives playing conkers today they'd just send off for a bag of them on EBay. Not quite the same as obtaining them by your own efforts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pongo88 Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 The Bristol City cheerleaders VIVACITY? O.o Before that, the Rockin Robins Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mahatma Coate Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 We used ours to blow up prized cabbages in local gardens, and when Longwell Green was mostly fields before Asda, B&Q etc ruined it (it was virtually our childhood village green with cows and everything) we made good use of the Cow Pats with our 'bangers' ... Exploding semi-sloppy with an outer crust cow dung was a sight to behold, light blue touch paper and run like f .... k to avoid the SPLAAAT! ... Good Times (P.S.: forgot to mention the far flung dollops of still smoking cow poo all around was a sight to see too! Kids today dont know what they've missed, we didn't need F/Book and X Boxes to have our fun ... Scrump a few apples, scrounge a bag of chip shop scrumps too on the way home in time for Monty Python on telly God how we lived ! .. .) Talk about Shit heads & Shitty til I Die ... Wonder where all them old mates are now, if I met em again today I'd like to shake their hands & give 'em all a 'pat' on the back for old times sake! Learning to play golf on Sodbury Common as a 14 year old it was great fun to launch cow pats with a 7 iron. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cityexile Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Most of it went on the ceiling. Jesus, how sophisticated we were back then. A few barley wines before heading into town just to get in the mood,then half a dozen brown splits and a few rum and cokes (old style shots I suppose). All in a pungent Brut atmosphere. No wonder I was always throwing up over me crombie....being all sophisticated like and buying the latest a babysham. Remember the bags of 'tobacco' you could buy as a kid, kind of coconut strands, or the 'packet of fags', hard white candy with a red tip. What boy in the cold would not stand there in a freezing cold morning, pretending to suck on their sweet cigarette, and then breath out the 'smoke' in to the cold air. Wearing a balaclava. Standing outside houses having their chinney cleaned, waiting for the brush to appear out the top. Chewing gum packets. The chewing gum was like plastic, and often discarded. The real treat was the three pictures of football players you got with them. The excitement as you hoped for a good one! 100% true story now, which just shows the innocence of my youth! The card to get was George Best. You could swop him for five of any others. I remember going home and proudly claiming I had swopped three cards for his brother. I can still see my mum with tears in her eyes laughing her heart out when I with great emotion held up my card to show her of...Clive Best. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aizoon Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Lizards on the Downs by the Big Slider. Haven't seen one in years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
East End Old Boy Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Before that, the Rockin RobinsNow, they were the original "bounce around" at Ashton Gate! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PHILINFRANCE Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 ...being all sophisticated like and buying the latest a babysham. Remember the bags of 'tobacco' you could buy as a kid, kind of coconut strands, or the 'packet of fags', hard white candy with a red tip. What boy in the cold would not stand there in a freezing cold morning, pretending to suck on their sweet cigarette, and then breath out the 'smoke' in to the cold air. Wearing a balaclava. Standing outside houses having their chinney cleaned, waiting for the brush to appear out the top. Chewing gum packets. The chewing gum was like plastic, and often discarded. The real treat was the three pictures of football players you got with them. The excitement as you hoped for a good one! 100% true story now, which just shows the innocence of my youth! The card to get was George Best. You could swop him for five of any others. I remember going home and proudly claiming I had swopped three cards for his brother. I can still see my mum with tears in her eyes laughing her heart out when I with great emotion held up my card to show her of...Clive Best. Lovely story, but I think his first name night have been Clyde. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cityexile Posted December 6, 2014 Report Share Posted December 6, 2014 Lovely story, but I think his first name night have been Clyde. Quite right. Clyde Best, dressed in his West Ham kit. Should have remembered that really. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JamesBCFC Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2fLCArI3X4 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Major Isewater Posted December 16, 2014 Author Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Marbles are still alive and well and available to buy. My six-year-old son plays marbles often Ah good news ! Marbles were also useful for playing "war" where you''d line up your army of plastic soldiers ,footballers and animals against the equally formidable army of your mate the other side if the room and then take it in turns to roll a marble at them . The winner was the one who "killed off" (knocked down) all the opponents figures . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dilligaf Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Actually Always the Bridesmaid isn't far out with that answer. Dogs of today don't eat so many bones and there isn't so much bonemeal in dog food. It's the calcium that causes Albino style turds. Also councils don't allow dog mess to remain in situ for weeks on end as they once did. Dog mess will turn white if left for a long time. Does that apply to blue and white dogshit also? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Red-Robbo Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Sparrows...used to be gert millions of em Have a look at the broom bushes in my garden come springtime. It's like Picadilly Circus for sparrows - and the cats never catch any. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ashtonboy Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Wondering whether you should start going to the Top Rank rather than the Locarno because the Top Rank boys always seemed to "take" the taxi queue on the Centre. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedM Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Great memories on this thread, things I had forgotten until now. Scraping gunpowder caps with nails ( finger or metal) or stones instead of putting them in the guns, if you got it right you could set off a line of them. Remember the little round cardboard cartons they came in? Climbing trees, making a rope swing on a tyre over a river (maybe still done now but there were loads back then). Being out on our push bikes from early morning till dusk every day in the school holidays, I was never in. Pointless as there was little or no day time tv and only 3 channels to chose from anyway. I'd return home for dinner (lunch) listen to the radio one roadshow, do the bits and pieces comp and be back out again to compare results with friends straight after. Playing knockout ginger, (ring someone's doorbell, usually the most grumpiest old person in the street, and run away). It was played every evening without fail. It must have been bloody annoying for the poor people who's door bells we rang...but I've never once had it done to me as an adult (but then maybe I'm not the grumpiest person in the street!). Thinking back I must have been a bit of a Tomboy, but there were about 15 boys of a similar age to me in my road and only 2 girls, you had to join in or be left out. Wonder if that's why I took to football... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marina's Rolls Royce Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Lizards on the Downs by the Big Slider. Haven't seen one in years. Coz they've all been eaten by the bloody hedgehogs. *********************************************************** I used to like to do the " penny for the guy"- basically a pathetic scarecrow in a pram. We always got money and used to spend it on flap- jacks{ the ones with the golliwog on the wrapper) and fruit salads in the sweet shop on Wells Rd opposite what later became Broadwalk shopping centre where I met the Wombles. Looking back, I feel a great sense of achievement on how I changed from being a Womble to a Wurzel. My parents must feel entirely vindicated on all that money they spent on my education. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Keep the Faith Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Not wishing to ruin this with irrelevant football chat but whilst sat in an airport in Malaysia I happened to notice former City centre back Damion Stewart helping Pahang to a Malaysian cup triumph. He set up a goal and scored a penalty in the final. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Superjack Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 ...the sexy young blonde that used to be in the ticket office at the Atyeo end of the Williams circa 2003?... ...I spent far more minutes than necessary queueing for my tickets in order to be in her line... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedYoshi Posted December 16, 2014 Report Share Posted December 16, 2014 Does that apply to blue and white dogshit also? I know it looks like it, but that's not dogshit. That's the Rovers squad. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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WhistleHappy Posted December 17, 2014 Report Share Posted December 17, 2014 Coz they've all been eaten by the bloody hedgehogs. *********************************************************** I used to like to do the " penny for the guy"- basically a pathetic scarecrow in a pram. We always got money and used to spend it on flap- jacks{ the ones with the golliwog on the wrapper) and fruit salads in the sweet shop on Wells Rd opposite what later became Broadwalk shopping centre where I met the Wombles. Looking back, I feel a great sense of achievement on how I changed from being a Womble to a Wurzel. My parents must feel entirely vindicated on all that money they spent on my education. BlackJacks, FruitSalads & the oft forgotten Mojo ! ... were they four or even eight to the penny in old money, I know we got a fair few for a 'tanner' . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WhistleHappy Posted December 17, 2014 Report Share Posted December 17, 2014 Chalked Hop-Scotch squares on pavements.. (there was another similar game that I can't quite recall) ...usually used a flattish stone when playing it but sometimes somebody produced an empty Cherry Blossom or Kiwi black shoe polish tin, we weighed 'em down with dirt put the lids back on and they were perfect for the job. What about games like.... What's the time Mr Wolf.... & Queenie Ball Ball Ball ..... :laugh: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WhistleHappy Posted December 17, 2014 Report Share Posted December 17, 2014 Recent years what about the 'cash for gold' TV Ads (just pop yer old gold rings and stuff in an envelope and post it off... :laugh: yeah right!) ..... Those ads disappeared as quickly as they'd appeared but were all over the telly for a while. (Anyone ever send off the inheritance? .. or get a good deal?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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