Naughtiest things you did as a child
Discussion
When we were about 12 we found a s
t load of plaster on a local building site, took some home, mixed it up and made a right mess, got bored and poured the lot down the grid outside. Didn't think anymore of it until we came home from school on Monday and there was temporary traffic lights set up and the water board digging up the road.
We blocked off a main road with the diversion signs that were on a side road, it was just a laugh sending people down the closed road until some dozy twonk smashed his car up going right through the signs and cones.
t load of plaster on a local building site, took some home, mixed it up and made a right mess, got bored and poured the lot down the grid outside. Didn't think anymore of it until we came home from school on Monday and there was temporary traffic lights set up and the water board digging up the road.We blocked off a main road with the diversion signs that were on a side road, it was just a laugh sending people down the closed road until some dozy twonk smashed his car up going right through the signs and cones.
Edited by mickmcpaddy on Tuesday 22 August 17:43
P-Jay said:
Killed a tramp in an abandoned house by spraying him a bottle of meths and setting him alight. He didn't even wake up.
Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
If that's true that's a whole next level of evil ... what would even motivate an 11yr old to set someone on fire?!?Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
Found a detonator on a railway line, I think that the railworkers strap them onto the line so that they can here a bang when a train is approaching.
It looked like a big blue wristwatch to me when I was 10, so I had to have a go at opening it, with a hammer, couldnt open it but that didnt stop father going nuts.
It looked like a big blue wristwatch to me when I was 10, so I had to have a go at opening it, with a hammer, couldnt open it but that didnt stop father going nuts.
alorotom said:
P-Jay said:
Killed a tramp in an abandoned house by spraying him a bottle of meths and setting him alight. He didn't even wake up.
Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
If that's true that's a whole next level of evil ... what would even motivate an 11yr old to set someone on fire?!?Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
AmosMoses said:
Setting fire to many things, creating many many homemade incendiary devices. Nearly blowing myself up numerous times. I'm a 90s kid but had this obsession with fire for some reason 
I don't think the decade matters I'm an 80's kid and did similar... sure I was told many a tale about my grandfather doing similar when he was a youth too, must be in all of us somewhere lolGav147 said:
AmosMoses said:
Setting fire to many things, creating many many homemade incendiary devices. Nearly blowing myself up numerous times. I'm a 90s kid but had this obsession with fire for some reason
I don't think the decade matters I'm an 80's kid and did similar... sure I was told many a tale about my grandfather doing similar when he was a youth too, must be in all of us somewhere lolS11Steve said:
alorotom said:
P-Jay said:
Killed a tramp in an abandoned house by spraying him a bottle of meths and setting him alight. He didn't even wake up.
Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
If that's true that's a whole next level of evil ... what would even motivate an 11yr old to set someone on fire?!?Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
Me and my friend decided to make a small fire to toast food on... in the middle of the summer... in a woodland quarry. The fire grew too big and burnt down almost the entire quarry. Apparently the smoke could be seen from miles away and obviously killed a lot of wildlife.
Never admitted that to anyone before.
Never admitted that to anyone before.
We broken into the school opposite where i lived, it had been a state infant school but ended up as a private day school, I say broke in, the door hadnt been locked, the worst thing we did was found the effort chart on the wall and gave a couple of the kids with low scores a few extra gold stars
Played on railway tracks, found out that even during strikes they still move trains about ....
My cousins new bike chewed its gears so it got disposed of and he conned his dad into claiming it was stolen
Lots of fires, nothing evil, just burning stuff on the field.
There were a load of big tipper trucks parked near where we live, we went for a nosey and got busted for smashing ever gauge, windscreens and slashing seats, luckily the cops realised it wasnt us, helped that one knew me and my parents, knew we wouldnt do that, what kid feels the need to do that anyway ? worst we did was sat in one pretending to drive.
We walked round with air pistols thinking we were gangster, one of the local knobheads wants to take a look, decides to take them off us, we see him some weeks later sans two front teeth, he didnt tell us but turns out he was pissing about with the GAT guns he had relieved us of, the cocked but not loaded GAT guns, (they fitted in our pockets easier that way, but we didnt want a pellet to the bks so not loaded) anyway, he was messing with it showing his cronies his illgotten gains and supposedely made a "suicide" gesture and put it in his mouth, at which point it went off and anyone who knows GAT guns knows they have a very heavily loaded spring action and the barrel launches out, and yes the dick executed his two front teeth !
Played on railway tracks, found out that even during strikes they still move trains about ....
My cousins new bike chewed its gears so it got disposed of and he conned his dad into claiming it was stolen
Lots of fires, nothing evil, just burning stuff on the field.
There were a load of big tipper trucks parked near where we live, we went for a nosey and got busted for smashing ever gauge, windscreens and slashing seats, luckily the cops realised it wasnt us, helped that one knew me and my parents, knew we wouldnt do that, what kid feels the need to do that anyway ? worst we did was sat in one pretending to drive.
We walked round with air pistols thinking we were gangster, one of the local knobheads wants to take a look, decides to take them off us, we see him some weeks later sans two front teeth, he didnt tell us but turns out he was pissing about with the GAT guns he had relieved us of, the cocked but not loaded GAT guns, (they fitted in our pockets easier that way, but we didnt want a pellet to the b
ks so not loaded) anyway, he was messing with it showing his cronies his illgotten gains and supposedely made a "suicide" gesture and put it in his mouth, at which point it went off and anyone who knows GAT guns knows they have a very heavily loaded spring action and the barrel launches out, and yes the dick executed his two front teeth !Once after a long period of rain myself and a friend noticed that the concert bowl pond @ crystal palace was very full. Recent landscaping work had left the banks very thin, so one evening we initially we just used our heels to create some small rivers coming down from the bank.
We wanted to see if we could get one to make it all the way to the fishing lake (around 50 metres or so) so we started joining them up, this may have escalated slightly until the combination of youthful exuberance and an ever increasing flow of water made a very large section of bank disappear.
The resulting biblical flood over half emptied the pond into the fishing lake which itself then flooded over its banks.
A few weeks later a new overflow system was built between the ponds, we have taken it as a memorial to our engineering expertise.
We wanted to see if we could get one to make it all the way to the fishing lake (around 50 metres or so) so we started joining them up, this may have escalated slightly until the combination of youthful exuberance and an ever increasing flow of water made a very large section of bank disappear.
The resulting biblical flood over half emptied the pond into the fishing lake which itself then flooded over its banks.
A few weeks later a new overflow system was built between the ponds, we have taken it as a memorial to our engineering expertise.
Made a pistol / small cannon out of a biro tube and the explosive flakey stuff from a shotgun cartridge.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
SpeckledJim said:
Made a pistol / small cannon out of a biro tube and the explosive flakey stuff from a shotgun cartridge.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
WOW!! Nice to see you followed the main HSE regs of "If in doubt, turn face away!!" 
SpeckledJim said:
Made a pistol / small cannon out of a biro tube and the explosive flakey stuff from a shotgun cartridge.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
My brother & his mates used to make cannons from lengths of copper tubing, used to cut the heads off Swan Vesta matches to use as gunpowder & use fine gravel as shot. All good fun until they shot a teacher by accident, thankfully Mr Crooks wasn't harmed & got on well with my brother so no expulsion!Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
Naughty - or just stupid - a bit of both I suppose...
At around 10yrs old my mate's parents had a newsagents so for a while (until he got caught) we had an unlimited supply of bangers and air-bombs. Bangers in letterboxes, bangers in cowpats, bangers in exhaust pipes. We had a council tip nearby and as well as being the primary source of supply for bike parts there was an inexhaustible supply of interesting and dangerous stuff. A can of hair spray with a match applied makes a superb impromptu flame-thrower and an empty gallon can of Duckham's with the lid screwed on tight goes with quite a bang when chucked on the bonfire. Half-empty tins of paint are similarly impressive and add a bit of colour to the landscape.
'Air-gun darts' in my Grandma's lobby with those feathered bullet things - one of us always got one in the back at some point while retrieving our shots from the board.
We used to climb onto the cotton mill roofs, run up the slated sloping parts of the roof and jump over the glass panels to the next one. We also used to run around the papapet about forty foot off the deck until we got shouted at to get down whereupon we'd leg it down the fire escape.
I borrowed my uncle's air rifle and took pot-shots from the bathroom window at the grumpy neighbour's kitchen window across the back gardens. Only stopped when my dad shouted upstairs that there was a policeman at the door and 'did I know anything about it'?
Setting grass fires - often resulting in fire-brigade call out.
Coins on the railway tracks.
Swapped a mouse for an intact bullet 'from the war'. Put it in a vice and whacked the striker end with a hammer and a 6" nail. It didn't go off.
Went down into my Grandad's cellar alone which was out of bounds unless accompanied. Switched on his bench grinder and decided to sharpen his axe for him. Let go of it and it got stuck between the wheel and the thing you rest the tool on. I have never heard such a unholy noise and the shower of sparks was unlike anything I've seen before or since. He had to buy a new axe.
Regularly went round the back of local town-centre pubs pinching empty beer bottles from the crates in the back yard and took them round the front to collect the deposits.
Went on a school trip (first time abroad!) to Norway. Got lost in Stavanger and made it back to the quay side as the cruise ship was pulling away from the side. They threw a rope ladder over the side and I had to scramble up it while two burly dockers held it taut with hooked things on poles. Teacher made me go and apologise to the Captain.
At around 10yrs old my mate's parents had a newsagents so for a while (until he got caught) we had an unlimited supply of bangers and air-bombs. Bangers in letterboxes, bangers in cowpats, bangers in exhaust pipes. We had a council tip nearby and as well as being the primary source of supply for bike parts there was an inexhaustible supply of interesting and dangerous stuff. A can of hair spray with a match applied makes a superb impromptu flame-thrower and an empty gallon can of Duckham's with the lid screwed on tight goes with quite a bang when chucked on the bonfire. Half-empty tins of paint are similarly impressive and add a bit of colour to the landscape.
'Air-gun darts' in my Grandma's lobby with those feathered bullet things - one of us always got one in the back at some point while retrieving our shots from the board.
We used to climb onto the cotton mill roofs, run up the slated sloping parts of the roof and jump over the glass panels to the next one. We also used to run around the papapet about forty foot off the deck until we got shouted at to get down whereupon we'd leg it down the fire escape.
I borrowed my uncle's air rifle and took pot-shots from the bathroom window at the grumpy neighbour's kitchen window across the back gardens. Only stopped when my dad shouted upstairs that there was a policeman at the door and 'did I know anything about it'?
Setting grass fires - often resulting in fire-brigade call out.
Coins on the railway tracks.
Swapped a mouse for an intact bullet 'from the war'. Put it in a vice and whacked the striker end with a hammer and a 6" nail. It didn't go off.
Went down into my Grandad's cellar alone which was out of bounds unless accompanied. Switched on his bench grinder and decided to sharpen his axe for him. Let go of it and it got stuck between the wheel and the thing you rest the tool on. I have never heard such a unholy noise and the shower of sparks was unlike anything I've seen before or since. He had to buy a new axe.
Regularly went round the back of local town-centre pubs pinching empty beer bottles from the crates in the back yard and took them round the front to collect the deposits.
Went on a school trip (first time abroad!) to Norway. Got lost in Stavanger and made it back to the quay side as the cruise ship was pulling away from the side. They threw a rope ladder over the side and I had to scramble up it while two burly dockers held it taut with hooked things on poles. Teacher made me go and apologise to the Captain.
SpeckledJim said:
Made a pistol / small cannon out of a biro tube and the explosive flakey stuff from a shotgun cartridge.
Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
My mother's uncle did something similar with a metal pipe, more explosive and packed full of gravel as "shot". Long story short, he blew half his hand off.Aimed it by holding it in an oven glove. Took the essential safety precaution of turning my head to the side. Otherwise it would be dangerous, see.
A friend fired it by holding a match to it with the other oven glove.
Blew the biro to bits. Missed the target. Somehow escaped injury.
Very very stoopid.
caelite said:
S11Steve said:
alorotom said:
P-Jay said:
Killed a tramp in an abandoned house by spraying him a bottle of meths and setting him alight. He didn't even wake up.
Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
If that's true that's a whole next level of evil ... what would even motivate an 11yr old to set someone on fire?!?Guess the Police thought he’d be drinking it and it was accidental.
I was only 11.
Mine was repurposing the gun powder from fireworks to make my own IED's except we didn't call them that.
After taking several apart and running the powder through a few fine meshes, and a magnet over them to remove the metal used to make the colours it was packed into a metal pipe. The fuse was a length of magnesium tape obtained from the school science lab, inserted through a drilled hole in the pipe cap. In hindsight this reduced the efficiency some what which is a good thing.
What did we use said pipe bomb for, I hear you ask.
Blowing up said schools 1/2 brick greenhouse, all whilst wearing our ACF uniform!
In all honesty, a couple of air bombs would have removed every pane of glass which was our aim, the result was every pane of glass in the 'house, 2 classroom windows and 1/2 a brick wall!
After taking several apart and running the powder through a few fine meshes, and a magnet over them to remove the metal used to make the colours it was packed into a metal pipe. The fuse was a length of magnesium tape obtained from the school science lab, inserted through a drilled hole in the pipe cap. In hindsight this reduced the efficiency some what which is a good thing.
What did we use said pipe bomb for, I hear you ask.
Blowing up said schools 1/2 brick greenhouse, all whilst wearing our ACF uniform!
In all honesty, a couple of air bombs would have removed every pane of glass which was our aim, the result was every pane of glass in the 'house, 2 classroom windows and 1/2 a brick wall!
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