A bit council (Vol 6)
Discussion
Mumble said:
Spent my first 21 years on a council estate, worked as an apprentice and then carpenter for the local authority till the age of 28, council enough for you amateurs.
Being 'council' has nothing to do with living on a council estate. As someone much earlier in the thread correctly pointed out, being council is a state of mind.So you could be staggeringly rich and live in a mansion but if your TV is mounted on your chimney breast then thats council. Or you could live on the worst council estate in the UK, but as long as you don't have a sofa out the front of your house, or a ripped trampoline in an overgrown garden, or no 'love, laugh, live' picture on your wall, then you're not council whatsoever.
RustyMX5 said:
nismocat said:
We used to take our bikes into the big woods next to the house. We would come across dog walkers and families and no one would get angry (we did stop and turn off the bike though) all they did was say hello.
We'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.
The bold bits highlight the difference between 'then' and 'now', Whilst I wouldn't want to hazard a guess as to when your story took place, I remember a time in the late 70's and early 80's when kids had more respect for people around them. Nowadays, the kids will ride at a dog walker to get them to move out of the way and will ride on the main roads without giving a sWe'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.

Tommo87 said:
RustyMX5 said:
nismocat said:
We used to take our bikes into the big woods next to the house. We would come across dog walkers and families and no one would get angry (we did stop and turn off the bike though) all they did was say hello.
We'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.
The bold bits highlight the difference between 'then' and 'now', Whilst I wouldn't want to hazard a guess as to when your story took place, I remember a time in the late 70's and early 80's when kids had more respect for people around them. Nowadays, the kids will ride at a dog walker to get them to move out of the way and will ride on the main roads without giving a sWe'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.

Back in my day (70's/80's) you had decent kids and bad kids. I think scroates are a new middle category that never used to exist.
The everyday decent kids got up to mischief by going out into the woods to play, some took their dads air rifle and occasionally started small fires etc but didn't cause any real offence, harm or fear. The bad kids (I don't recall scroat ever being a word back then) did a bit worse.
Nowadays the decent kids don't/daren't get up to mischief, the modern day scroats whizz about on electric scooters being an absolute nuisance with little care, and the bad kids mug people and worse.
The everyday decent kids got up to mischief by going out into the woods to play, some took their dads air rifle and occasionally started small fires etc but didn't cause any real offence, harm or fear. The bad kids (I don't recall scroat ever being a word back then) did a bit worse.
Nowadays the decent kids don't/daren't get up to mischief, the modern day scroats whizz about on electric scooters being an absolute nuisance with little care, and the bad kids mug people and worse.
Harry H said:
Tommo87 said:
RustyMX5 said:
nismocat said:
We used to take our bikes into the big woods next to the house. We would come across dog walkers and families and no one would get angry (we did stop and turn off the bike though) all they did was say hello.
We'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.
The bold bits highlight the difference between 'then' and 'now', Whilst I wouldn't want to hazard a guess as to when your story took place, I remember a time in the late 70's and early 80's when kids had more respect for people around them. Nowadays, the kids will ride at a dog walker to get them to move out of the way and will ride on the main roads without giving a sWe'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.

The Gauge said:
Mumble said:
Spent my first 21 years on a council estate, worked as an apprentice and then carpenter for the local authority till the age of 28, council enough for you amateurs.
Being 'council' has nothing to do with living on a council estate. As someone much earlier in the thread correctly pointed out, being council is a state of mind.So you could be staggeringly rich and live in a mansion but if your TV is mounted on your chimney breast then thats council. Or you could live on the worst council estate in the UK, but as long as you don't have a sofa out the front of your house, or a ripped trampoline in an overgrown garden, or no 'love, laugh, live' picture on your wall, then you're not council whatsoever.
Harry H said:
Tommo87 said:
RustyMX5 said:
nismocat said:
We used to take our bikes into the big woods next to the house. We would come across dog walkers and families and no one would get angry (we did stop and turn off the bike though) all they did was say hello.
We'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.
The bold bits highlight the difference between 'then' and 'now', Whilst I wouldn't want to hazard a guess as to when your story took place, I remember a time in the late 70's and early 80's when kids had more respect for people around them. Nowadays, the kids will ride at a dog walker to get them to move out of the way and will ride on the main roads without giving a sWe'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.

mac96 said:
If it’s by choice then agreed. But if it is because just moved in or can't afford curtains then I'd say not.
Poverty does not = council.
Yes, after I bought my first house I had no spare cash at all. Thankfully the previous owners had left the curtain rails, ideal for hanging my spare bed sheets on for some kind of privacy.Poverty does not = council.
Tommo87 said:
RustyMX5 said:
nismocat said:
We used to take our bikes into the big woods next to the house. We would come across dog walkers and families and no one would get angry (we did stop and turn off the bike though) all they did was say hello.
We'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.
The bold bits highlight the difference between 'then' and 'now', Whilst I wouldn't want to hazard a guess as to when your story took place, I remember a time in the late 70's and early 80's when kids had more respect for people around them. Nowadays, the kids will ride at a dog walker to get them to move out of the way and will ride on the main roads without giving a sWe'd push it across the main road into the farmers field after burning. Once we were pushing it across and a cop car stopped, put his lights on, and motioned for us to cross then just drove off with a wave.
We'd also have an airgun each slung over our shoulders. We were probably about 11yo.
People were much more tolerant of scrotes back then and I know for a fact some of the people getting enraged did exactly the same thing as kids.

There was small caveat to that though.
In about 1983 i had a Yamaha DT125 that I used to ride in the woods. One day I came out of my house and was about to ride into the woods and a copper appeared out of knowwhere, he was sitting in his car behind my dads Transit tipper (council).
He beckoned me over and I knew I was f

Unfortunately that caused huge issues when I was eventually driving as it was impossible to get insurance or a job. b

Still, as my dad said, your fault no one elses.
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