Coffee was something we hated, not an essential to making it through the day.
Summer holidays were endless, not passed with weary resignation.
Girls made your heart flutter, not your weapon threaten to unload.
The future inspired not loomed.
Football was something you did, not something you and other creaking, smoking fatties used as an excuse for sharing homoadmiration of lithe black French guys.
Then
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Childhood wasn't always that charming...
Minister of Misinformation and Misdirection.
We first met through a shared view
She loved me and I did too
We first met through a shared view
She loved me and I did too
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Girls have never made my heart flutter......apart from Neve campbell in Party of Five....ahem <Think I have the same thing as Black Shuck>
Only a paand.
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There was also a time when The Sisters still released a record or 2.....
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The game is kicking off in around the park
It's twenty five a side and before it's dark
There's gonna be a loser
And you know the next goal wins
It's twenty five a side and before it's dark
There's gonna be a loser
And you know the next goal wins
Go to sleep now, Francis.
It was then that a can of "Coke" was 15p
and a "Mars Bar" was 12p
And you could get "Keyora" orange drink - in a square carton in the Cinema and could never find the hole for the straw.
And the Internet did not exist for the "Public" and Mobile Phones were in fiction and Ozzy was blonde!
and a "Mars Bar" was 12p
And you could get "Keyora" orange drink - in a square carton in the Cinema and could never find the hole for the straw.
And the Internet did not exist for the "Public" and Mobile Phones were in fiction and Ozzy was blonde!
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Kevin Toms
Football Manager
BREAK
LET Money$ = 1,000,000
RUN
he he
Football Manager
BREAK
LET Money$ = 1,000,000
RUN
he he
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Jeez that takes me backTuscan Chimaera wrote:Kevin Toms
Football Manager
BREAK
LET Money$ = 1,000,000
RUN
he he
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Hmmm ... still hate coffee, still enjoy my summer hols (going to Moscow this time - Woo hoo!), the future is still bright (if only in comparison with the present) and I still play football.Tuscan Chimaera wrote:Coffee was something we hated, not an essential to making it through the day.
Summer holidays were endless, not passed with weary resignation.
Girls made your heart flutter, not your weapon threaten to unload.
The future inspired not loomed.
Football was something you did, not something you and other creaking, smoking fatties used as an excuse for sharing homoadmiration of lithe black French guys.
So apart from the girls I'm still in touch with my inner child. And let's face it, if it was the girls who put me in touch with my inner child you'd be calling the police.
Chilled
Names are just a souvenir ...
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Russian footie in the run-up to the World Cup - my latest E-book available from https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07DGJFF6G
@ PaddyPadstar wrote:A football, two boys, and jumpers for goalposts.... enduring image !
Wish i was still playing football in the park with my friends
Paddy.
Can I be "Goalie" - I was a vicious "Goalie" in School!
The Goalie can get way with *cough* fouling
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Endgame...
Me
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"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
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...and the infinite discussions whether or not the ball went in or did it hit the 'imaginary' goalpost The trick was to lay out the sweater, jumper or t-shirt as 'large' as possiblePadstar wrote:A football, two boys, and jumpers for goalposts.... enduring image !
Me too!Padstar wrote:Wish i was still playing football in the park with my friends
<played an obsessive amount of football in my pre-teen days, played basketball much of my teen years with my class mates after school, all very nice times >
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Ooooh Sunsets! A Raleigh Chopper. The 12 year-old's equivalent of an E-Type Jag. You lucky monkey. I had to make do with a Spacehopper. Do I hear violins?
Go to sleep now, Francis.
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A SPACEHOPPER! You lot must have been spolit. Only the posh kids on our street had them. I still remember me and my mate Ginette thinking it were a great idea to share a pair of roller-skates. Draw your own conclusions as to the inevitable accidents that followed
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You sound like my eldest brother. Now I definitely hear violins.Mrs. Snowey wrote:You lot must have been spolit.
Go to sleep now, Francis.
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I meant:
"You lot must have been spoilt"
We used coal to draw on the pavements too.
"You lot must have been spoilt"
We used coal to draw on the pavements too.
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Pavements? Luxury!
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The one cent bubblegums I used to buy as a kid now cost 30 cents That's an increase of more than one cent per year!!!
Michael Palin: Ahh.. Very passable, this, very passable.
Graham Chapman: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier wine, ay Gessiah?
Terry Gilliam: You're right there Obediah.
Eric Idle: Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Chateau de Chassilier wine?
MP: Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
GC: A cup ' COLD tea.
EI: Without milk or sugar.
TG: OR tea!
MP: In a filthy, cracked cup.
EI: We never used to have a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
GC: The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
TG: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
MP: Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness."
EI: 'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.
GC: House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!
TG: You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a corridor!
MP: Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.
EI: Well when I say "house" it was only a hole in the ground covered by a piece of tarpaulin, but it was a house to US.
GC: We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!
TG: You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.
MP: Cardboard box?
TG: Aye.
MP: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!
GC: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!
TG: Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
EI: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."
MP: But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.
ALL: Nope, nope..
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I don't believe ya, Big Man.
Championees!
Championees!
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
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then?
mum and dad fighting,
no friends,
stupid school.
great time
mum and dad fighting,
no friends,
stupid school.
great time
Another Shade of You.