Naughtiest things you did as a child
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Lying in a strange bed last night unable to get to sleep, my thoughts weirdly turned to Theresa May's admission that the naughtiest thing she ever did was run through a wheat field ( I know this was ages ago, that's why it was weird )
This led me to remember some of the things I got up to with my gang growing up in a village.
In no particular order we :-
Dammed a stream which caused a road to flood. Council workers had to unblock it.
Set fire to a rival gangs tree camp. Fire brigade called.
Made a camp out of stolen hay bales which rival gang set alight in retribution. Fire brigade again attended.
Made many scrumping raids on gardens and orchards.
Rode motorbikes around the farmer's fields leading to a kick in the shins from said farmer when he managed to catch us.
Covered the local strange man's house in clay balls fired from pug sticks ( a long whippy stick, you stuck a ball of clay on the end, then flicked it and it had a surprising range )
That's some of my naughties performed between the ages of about 10 to 14 when I discovered girls and a different type of naughtiness.
Now, what did you lot get up to at that sort of age.
This led me to remember some of the things I got up to with my gang growing up in a village.
In no particular order we :-
Dammed a stream which caused a road to flood. Council workers had to unblock it.
Set fire to a rival gangs tree camp. Fire brigade called.
Made a camp out of stolen hay bales which rival gang set alight in retribution. Fire brigade again attended.
Made many scrumping raids on gardens and orchards.
Rode motorbikes around the farmer's fields leading to a kick in the shins from said farmer when he managed to catch us.
Covered the local strange man's house in clay balls fired from pug sticks ( a long whippy stick, you stuck a ball of clay on the end, then flicked it and it had a surprising range )
That's some of my naughties performed between the ages of about 10 to 14 when I discovered girls and a different type of naughtiness.
Now, what did you lot get up to at that sort of age.
Some great stories of naughtiness, some hilarious, some downright scary !
We used to mess about in a barn at the local farm and one Winter's night decided to make a dummy using the cowman's working clothes which he left there.We stuffed the trousers and brown coat with straw, put his wellie boots on the legs and made a head out of a sack onto which we pinned his cap.
In the dark this looked very realistic.
Opposite the barn, which overlooked a T junction of two lanes there was a postbox and knowing the postie was due to come and empty it, we took said dummy and propped it up against the box in a seating position with head drooping on chest. Along comes postie in his van, he gets out, then stops in his tracks when he sees the figure sitting against the box. " You all right mate " he says and getting no answer he took a step nearer which was the cue for the dummy to topple sideways.
The Postie then ran into the farmyard and a few minutes later came out with Farmer Hedges ( yes that really was his name ) They both stood staring at the dummy and it was obvious they were waiting for something, and that something turned out to be the police, but by the time they arrived a few cars had stopped and there was quite a little crowd standing around looking at the dummy.
We could see and hear all that was going on from an upstairs window.
A police car then arrives, and the very self important local bobby gets out and says " Ok everybody he's probably just drunk " He then went up to the dummy and gave it a gentle kick which obviously provoked no reaction so he bent down and gave it a shake which was when the penny dropped.
He straightened up and shouted " It's a f
king dummy " and gave it an almighty kick which made it fall apart. The small crowd were in hysterics by this time which did not please local bobby as he probably thought he was going to arrest a drunk.
Up in the barn we were pissing ourselves at the scene below.
We used to mess about in a barn at the local farm and one Winter's night decided to make a dummy using the cowman's working clothes which he left there.We stuffed the trousers and brown coat with straw, put his wellie boots on the legs and made a head out of a sack onto which we pinned his cap.
In the dark this looked very realistic.
Opposite the barn, which overlooked a T junction of two lanes there was a postbox and knowing the postie was due to come and empty it, we took said dummy and propped it up against the box in a seating position with head drooping on chest. Along comes postie in his van, he gets out, then stops in his tracks when he sees the figure sitting against the box. " You all right mate " he says and getting no answer he took a step nearer which was the cue for the dummy to topple sideways.
The Postie then ran into the farmyard and a few minutes later came out with Farmer Hedges ( yes that really was his name ) They both stood staring at the dummy and it was obvious they were waiting for something, and that something turned out to be the police, but by the time they arrived a few cars had stopped and there was quite a little crowd standing around looking at the dummy.
We could see and hear all that was going on from an upstairs window.
A police car then arrives, and the very self important local bobby gets out and says " Ok everybody he's probably just drunk " He then went up to the dummy and gave it a gentle kick which obviously provoked no reaction so he bent down and gave it a shake which was when the penny dropped.
He straightened up and shouted " It's a f
king dummy " and gave it an almighty kick which made it fall apart. The small crowd were in hysterics by this time which did not please local bobby as he probably thought he was going to arrest a drunk.Up in the barn we were pissing ourselves at the scene below.
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