Things you got up to
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The usual kid stuff, we where lucky to live opposite a park and spent most free hours climbing and adventuring or building bases (camps) out of random stuff.
One of the naughtier things we did started off fairly innocent, there had been very heavy rain and the concert bowl pond (crystal palace park) was virtually overflowing and my dad had mentioned that if someone wanted to they could make a good river off of the edge of the bank. so we went over at god knows what time in the evening and started making little rivers down the bank that led to the fishing pond, as we started to get a bit More enthusiastic the little rivers turned into very large rivers which in turn started to eat away at the bank.
The end result was an unstoppable torrent that ended up virtually emptying the pond and in turn overflowing the fishing lake causing it to flood out teh other side too (concrete so no damage other side).
our claim to fame is that the following trench was built shortly after (i think in our honour)
https://goo.gl/maps/8sGWE4XRY8x
One of the naughtier things we did started off fairly innocent, there had been very heavy rain and the concert bowl pond (crystal palace park) was virtually overflowing and my dad had mentioned that if someone wanted to they could make a good river off of the edge of the bank. so we went over at god knows what time in the evening and started making little rivers down the bank that led to the fishing pond, as we started to get a bit More enthusiastic the little rivers turned into very large rivers which in turn started to eat away at the bank.
The end result was an unstoppable torrent that ended up virtually emptying the pond and in turn overflowing the fishing lake causing it to flood out teh other side too (concrete so no damage other side).
our claim to fame is that the following trench was built shortly after (i think in our honour)
https://goo.gl/maps/8sGWE4XRY8x
In student days, long ago, we used to regularly find 'courting couples' in their cars in the local park.
A disassembled firework (usually just the bomb part of an air bomb), coupled with an incense stick for a timer, would be placed just inside the exhaust tailpipe, before we crept away and hid in the bushes to watch the 'fireworks'.
A disassembled firework (usually just the bomb part of an air bomb), coupled with an incense stick for a timer, would be placed just inside the exhaust tailpipe, before we crept away and hid in the bushes to watch the 'fireworks'.
Edited by DavidJG on Friday 29th July 08:56
Given a choice of having the country full of juvenile pyromanics or having them all indoors engrossed in Play Station I think the latter is perhaps better.
Same for hanging around the bus shelter.
My brother and I used to compete to see who could be first to ring the door bell at our grandmother's place. She had a cat flap in the front door and generally her Staffordshire Bull Terrier would hurl her head through the hole and attempt to dismember anything within reach. We stopped that time she left the back door open and the dog came hurtling around the corner of the house. She was quite pleased to see us once she realised who we were. Grandmother less happy.
Same for hanging around the bus shelter.
My brother and I used to compete to see who could be first to ring the door bell at our grandmother's place. She had a cat flap in the front door and generally her Staffordshire Bull Terrier would hurl her head through the hole and attempt to dismember anything within reach. We stopped that time she left the back door open and the dog came hurtling around the corner of the house. She was quite pleased to see us once she realised who we were. Grandmother less happy.
Knock on ginger was only fun in a block of council flats where you started at the top & worked your way down, we used to do the bottom ones just as somebody started at the top though...
We also turned the gas & electric off at the meters, they boxed them in after that! Somebody did the same to me years later, karma, made me chuckle!
We also turned the gas & electric off at the meters, they boxed them in after that! Somebody did the same to me years later, karma, made me chuckle!
Moving cars. Mates mums Fiesta used to cross the road and move outside neighbours most nights. Back in the day cars were light and easily moved by a few teens.
No harm done to anyone.
Switching off the electric on terraced houses where the fuse boxes were outside. Probably made quite a few late for work.
No harm done to anyone.
Switching off the electric on terraced houses where the fuse boxes were outside. Probably made quite a few late for work.
Swapping the neighbours dinning tables. My gran lived (still does) at number 4, number 2 was an old alcoholic bloke, number 6 an old woman. Both had those old 1970's folding tables in the kitchen.
Take table from number 2, move it to number 6. Move table from number 6 to number 2.
The alcoholic would never notice and the old woman only noticed when she came to wash her table cloth. This always resulted in a big argument with the drunk old bloke and old woman which was fun to watch.
I've no idea why we even did it the first time.
Take table from number 2, move it to number 6. Move table from number 6 to number 2.
The alcoholic would never notice and the old woman only noticed when she came to wash her table cloth. This always resulted in a big argument with the drunk old bloke and old woman which was fun to watch.
I've no idea why we even did it the first time.
Skateboarding down the hill in our small town, having sprayed our beanie hats with deodorant and lighting them on fire was always amusing. If we were lucky we'd provoke PC Durrant into chasing us.
One day we managed to get him to run into the mere by running down an old rotten plank that led to a tiny island in the middle. The poor bloke ran straight through the rushes towards us, into the lake, while we buggered off to the other side by use of a properly built walkway where we stood laughing at him! I can still remember the clip round the ear that Dad gave me to this day... Happy memories!
One day we managed to get him to run into the mere by running down an old rotten plank that led to a tiny island in the middle. The poor bloke ran straight through the rushes towards us, into the lake, while we buggered off to the other side by use of a properly built walkway where we stood laughing at him! I can still remember the clip round the ear that Dad gave me to this day... Happy memories!
poing said:
Swapping the neighbours dinning tables. My gran lived (still does) at number 4, number 2 was an old alcoholic bloke, number 6 an old woman. Both had those old 1970's folding tables in the kitchen.
Take table from number 2, move it to number 6. Move table from number 6 to number 2.
The alcoholic would never notice and the old woman only noticed when she came to wash her table cloth. This always resulted in a big argument with the drunk old bloke and old woman which was fun to watch.
I've no idea why we even did it the first time.
Reminds me of 'alco boxing' local bookies, 2 alcoholics. Tell each the other called them a cant. Watch them fight and knock each other over with no physical contact. Extra points if they soil themselves. Take table from number 2, move it to number 6. Move table from number 6 to number 2.
The alcoholic would never notice and the old woman only noticed when she came to wash her table cloth. This always resulted in a big argument with the drunk old bloke and old woman which was fun to watch.
I've no idea why we even did it the first time.
Endless fun. Sadly at least one is now no more. Still was the 80s.
Harry H said:
Mucking about in Windsor Castle (it was free in those days) just before closing time. We'd been chucking water filled balloons off the battlements on to the posh Eton boys as they walked past below . Couldn't be bothered to walk the long way out down to the main gate so decided to hop over one of the battlements onto a near by tree, climb down and cut across a sort of garden area and out onto the road that way.
If only we knew the "sort of garden area" was the Queens private gardens, was littered with CCTV, listening devices etc. Next thing we know we're surrounded by armed guards all shouting at us to "lie down, don't move, armed police" etc etc. Luckily my mate actually shat himself . Cops didn't want to go near us and certainly didn't fancy taking us anywhere in one of their vehicles.
So we were escorted to the nearest gate and sent on our way with a clip round the ear.
Believe you.If only we knew the "sort of garden area" was the Queens private gardens, was littered with CCTV, listening devices etc. Next thing we know we're surrounded by armed guards all shouting at us to "lie down, don't move, armed police" etc etc. Luckily my mate actually shat himself . Cops didn't want to go near us and certainly didn't fancy taking us anywhere in one of their vehicles.
So we were escorted to the nearest gate and sent on our way with a clip round the ear.
One glove boxing.
Flaming Dragons.
Sitting high up in the old Oak tree in our garden and dropping Acorns on the heads of people who walked by on the pavement below.
Catching Crabs (don't) while sat on the edge of Poole Quay and then not getting up but simply hurling them over my shoulder into the Amusement Arcade across the road behind me.
And during the summer holidays in the early 70's when I was around 10 years old, being allowed to cycle from Parkstone to Bournemouth after tea and then spend the entire night fishing off the pier, all on my own. I'd then cycle back sometime in the morning. Can you imagine a kid being allowed to do that these days???
Flaming Dragons.
Sitting high up in the old Oak tree in our garden and dropping Acorns on the heads of people who walked by on the pavement below.
Catching Crabs (don't) while sat on the edge of Poole Quay and then not getting up but simply hurling them over my shoulder into the Amusement Arcade across the road behind me.
And during the summer holidays in the early 70's when I was around 10 years old, being allowed to cycle from Parkstone to Bournemouth after tea and then spend the entire night fishing off the pier, all on my own. I'd then cycle back sometime in the morning. Can you imagine a kid being allowed to do that these days???
Another one from when I was a bit older, when I was 17 and had just passed my test and had my first car. I passed my test a bit before any of my mates so when we used to spend evenings at a house party or whatever, I'd be driving just because I could. Sometimes I'd give people a lift home if I hadn't yet drunk too much
A few times, one of my mates lived opposite side of town and would have come over to the party on his skateboard, so I would tow him home across town, which then led to a scenario with a couple of the other guys doing the same. This became a full on activity in itself, I would drive, they would hang on by some flimsy rope or something they had wrapped around the doors and see how far/fast we could go. We then did a race, my mate on his longboard vs a mate on roller blades vs me in my polo, from the top of the big hill outside town to the bottom, they could push themselves along, I could only freewheel/coast in my car. Managed to avoid ever getting hit by any other cars as well, guess we were lucky in that respect
A few times, one of my mates lived opposite side of town and would have come over to the party on his skateboard, so I would tow him home across town, which then led to a scenario with a couple of the other guys doing the same. This became a full on activity in itself, I would drive, they would hang on by some flimsy rope or something they had wrapped around the doors and see how far/fast we could go. We then did a race, my mate on his longboard vs a mate on roller blades vs me in my polo, from the top of the big hill outside town to the bottom, they could push themselves along, I could only freewheel/coast in my car. Managed to avoid ever getting hit by any other cars as well, guess we were lucky in that respect
Another one,
Hanging around Freshbrook park in Lancing. We used to hang on to the back of the older lads TZR/ DT125's whilst wearing roller blades. A particularly mental friend of mine regularly used to get 30-40mph down the road on his roller boots. (bauers none the less..).
The current generation don't know what danger is. Or they do, and we're all oblivious like our parents where..
Hang on..
I'm off to check on my 14 year old!!
Hanging around Freshbrook park in Lancing. We used to hang on to the back of the older lads TZR/ DT125's whilst wearing roller blades. A particularly mental friend of mine regularly used to get 30-40mph down the road on his roller boots. (bauers none the less..).
The current generation don't know what danger is. Or they do, and we're all oblivious like our parents where..
Hang on..
I'm off to check on my 14 year old!!
LordHaveMurci said:
Following on from another thread, what stuff did you get up to as a kid?
We used to swap driveway gates around & once moved a rotary line of washing to a neighbours line 3-4 days down!
Always had a rule that we never caused any physical damage, beyond that we had a lot of scope! Moving a load of traffic cones & signs to block off the High St in our town at 2am was possibly pushing it to the limit though, the a
hole Taxi driver who drove straight through the cones regretted it when one got stuck under his new Sierra Sapphire!
You had a time machine?!We used to swap driveway gates around & once moved a rotary line of washing to a neighbours line 3-4 days down!
Always had a rule that we never caused any physical damage, beyond that we had a lot of scope! Moving a load of traffic cones & signs to block off the High St in our town at 2am was possibly pushing it to the limit though, the a
hole Taxi driver who drove straight through the cones regretted it when one got stuck under his new Sierra Sapphire! Anyone else light bangers under their bike seat, and then see which kid dared to keep his bum on the seat when it exploded?
The older kids could get hold of bird-scarers, a sort of gigantic banger. We blew the front door off its hinges once, although it has to be said the wood was rotten.
The older kids could get hold of bird-scarers, a sort of gigantic banger. We blew the front door off its hinges once, although it has to be said the wood was rotten.
Building bases / forts in the local woods
Building tree houses
Setting fire to everything
Lynx can flame throwers.
We once got a catapult and balls of wool soaked in hair spray and then set on fire. Took it in turns to take pot shots at each other.
Discovered a tunnel system under the motorway. Covered in spiders but full of treasures. Road cones. Little yellow lights. Battery's, tyres etc...
We also found where the local "yobs" used to dump and burn out stolen cars. There used to be 10 of them at any one time. Some times we would find one that had failed to burn out completely. Much fun was had trying to rag an xr3i about with a melted back end. And had clearly been rolled over at some point during its previous evenings antics. Didn't have much petrol left in it though.
Building tree houses
Setting fire to everything
Lynx can flame throwers.
We once got a catapult and balls of wool soaked in hair spray and then set on fire. Took it in turns to take pot shots at each other.
Discovered a tunnel system under the motorway. Covered in spiders but full of treasures. Road cones. Little yellow lights. Battery's, tyres etc...
We also found where the local "yobs" used to dump and burn out stolen cars. There used to be 10 of them at any one time. Some times we would find one that had failed to burn out completely. Much fun was had trying to rag an xr3i about with a melted back end. And had clearly been rolled over at some point during its previous evenings antics. Didn't have much petrol left in it though.
Buff Mchugelarge said:
The current generation don't know what danger is.
I was derided on another thread for not having a safety net on my kids trampoline - hardly any wonder kids don't know! Mine are both sensible but adventurous (when I'm watching anyway!), but I would go nuts if they did half what I did at their age!
Some on that list are eerily familiar..
Stunts we pulled included finding a load of cones and barriers, so built a set of roadworks around a Reliant Robin, and the old-style petrol station boards (before the electronic ones) often ended up with random prices - just depended on what numbers were available..
Stunts we pulled included finding a load of cones and barriers, so built a set of roadworks around a Reliant Robin, and the old-style petrol station boards (before the electronic ones) often ended up with random prices - just depended on what numbers were available..
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