Is there anyone who say 45 plus that doesn’t have at least some fond memories of this? We certainly played on the train tracks a bit, made daft ramps for bikes and jumped off scaffolding into sandpits. We also see to try and start road rollers and cement mixers….it was a big new build estate, we lived in first street built, it was our playground for a good few years.
Where I was brought up wasn’t too different from some of those rough areas in the video. Made us tough and learn how to stand up for ourselves. I remember moving from the roughest area in town into a slightly less rough area and being challenged by all the local tough guys just to test out their toughness. I never once backed down and gave as good as I got. Eventually I wasn’t bothered by them and could play and travel around in peace. Did most of those things and more. We always lived in the slightly better street just off the rough area and I went to a better school out of the area so the ability to travel freely was important.Add in girls, stealing drinks from behind the pub, going to football and smoking weed when we could get some and it sums up my childhood!
Nostalgia will disappear with the other things that people are no longer interested in and even the word will be added to the other words that are no longer used like henceforth
My mate and I happily walked off the platform ends at busy stations like Crewe and York to go and visit the engine sheds. We felt that it was far safer for us than the average punter, as we knew which way the trains were going on each track, plus we could read the signals. Never scared of heights (Dad was an ex climber) I once, bored while train spotting, crossed the West Coast main line on the outside of a bridge, using a ledge in the stonework, the kid on the top left of the YouTube link reminded me. You wouldn’t try it now, it’s electrified at 25Kv.
Notwithstanding the multifarious previous post, it's gladdens the heart to see such elegant use of splendid vocabulary...eh!
