* misbehaving at the back of the class and hearing the blackboard duster whistle past your ear.

* being able to buy loose nails and screws at the hardware store... before pre-packaging/having to buy more than you need.

* finding a penny and being able to buy a bagful of lollies... before they were pre-packaged for a couple of bucks.

* putting a fake turd in the swimming pool and watching the ensuing panic to get out.

* losing your swimmers after diving off the high board and waiting 'til everyone went home to get out.

* tying a sheet around your neck and pretending to be Superman.

* going home with skinned knees and crying because your cape didn't let you fly like Superman.

* there was a really hard test at school and that morning you were too sick to get out of bed (and when it's too late to go, you're outside playing Superman)

oh i remember growing up in a small village here in the uk and if you were naughty the village bobby (policeman) would clip you round the ear and take you home for a good telling off   lol    the simple joys of that life are missed, community meant something then and we all looked out for each other.......

oh hang on a min, sounds a bit like here  lol  

Same here!  I grew up in Churston Village in Torbay, Devon... 53 through 69.  There were no shops in those days, just tradesmen (bakers, butchers, greengrocers, etc) who would make daily visits with most everything we needed.  And it was such a small village that everybody knew everybody elses business... so oh the gossip. If somebody at the top of the village dropped 5 bob (shillings for those not familiar with old UK currency)) down a drain, by the time it got to the bottom of the village it was 5 quid (pounds).

Those were the days, though.  Country/village folks were more inclined to look out for one another and help where needed... not so in the big cities and suburbs these days, though.  I wasn't brought up that way, so will help if/when I can, but I've seen big city/suburban folk walk right by and ignore somebody who's obviously in need of asistance.

Hey loukeeya, remember when you could go the the icecream van for a cone and get tuppence change from a tanner (sixpence)?  What they worth these days... 1 pound 50p???  Suppose I could always ask my mother!  After 38 years here in Oz, mum moved back to the UK after she remarried to a Cornishman a bit over a year ago... they live in Paignton, Devon, not too far from where we used to live.

Eee lad, Tony Capstick. He lives about 1/2 mile from me.

+ points for pronouncing nose correctly (nu'az), but some of his Yorkshire is a bit northern.

Yep, I know that one.

Little miss Hubbard went to the cupboard to get her poor doggie a bone.
When she bent down, the dog came around, and gave her a bone of his own...

Like Little Miss Muffet, who sat on a tuffet, her knickers all tattered and torn

It wasn't the spider, who sat down beside her, it was Little Boy Blue on the horn.

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Or: Little Boy Blue come blow your horn

The sheep's in the meadow, cow's in the corn

Where's the little boy who looks after the sheep

He's in the haystack with Little Bo peep.

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Then Little Jack Horner, sat in a corner

Eating his Christmas Pie

He stuck in his thumb

And pulled out a plum

And got a smack for not using a spoon.

when you could give a kid a gollywog for xmas and no one called you racist

by the way i am not racist...........................i hate everyone