:rolleyes:
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not a python fan then:rolleyes:
:lol:
Good old days when the school milk was left by the radiator, just about ready to drink before going home :)
When I went to primary school, as it was about 5 miles from our house, my dad drove me there (and back), and in secondary school, which was around 7 miles away, the school had a contract with a bus company, so I walked the half a mile, or so, from my house to the bus stop:)
...then when the bus came, usually did my homework, which should've been done the night before, when I was out with my mates instead:D
Marco.
I was five (so everything seemed bigger :eek:), but there were very deep snow drifts (Hertfordshire) which lasted for weeks.
I seem to remember 1965/66 (most of my primary years seemed to have decent snow) being really good for snowball fights. Sledging on nearby Royston/Therfield heath The heath had good hills and a golf course, I remember going down one hill and disappearing in a drift in a bunker. Exhilarating times and brilliant memories.
I had a lot more freedom as a kid than I allowed my children. Out and about with local kids from about the age of six, just wouldn't be allowed now.