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Originally Posted by walpurgis

I didn't wear shorts when I was fifteen or go to school. :)

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you seem so much younger:kiss::lol:

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Originally Posted by guy

you seem so much younger:kiss::lol:

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I'm even older than Grant (just :D).

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Originally Posted by guy

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.

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Yup, I completely agree on all of that. I started primary school though in 1971, and enjoyed many of the things you describe. I loved all of my schooldays, right up until I left secondary school in 1982 (having completed a 6th year).

However, I think some kids are mollycoddled too much now by their parents, who insist on walking them to school, even if they live 500 yards away!:doh:

The fact is, there were just as many paedos around in 'our' day, as there are now; just not as widely publicised, so we were in just as much potential danger, but just got on with it as part of life. You can't wrap kids up in cotton wool 24/7!

Marco.

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Originally Posted by walpurgis

I'm even older than Grant (just :D).

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im only a boy;) still got my baby fat and chubby.... face :ner:

Aye, the four-chinned wonder!:lol::D;)

Only kidding!:eyebrows:

Marco.

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Originally Posted by Marco

Aye, the four-chinned wonder!:lol::D;)

Only kidding!:eyebrows:

Marco.

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one chin; just one;)

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Originally Posted by Marco

Yup, I completely agree on all of that. I started primary school though in 1971, and enjoyed many of the things you describe. I loved all of my schooldays, right up until I left secondary school in 1982 (having completed a 6th year).

However, I think some kids are mollycoddled too much now by their parents, who insist on walking them to school, even if they live 500 yards away!:doh:

The fact is, there were just as many paedos around in 'our' day, as there are now; just not as widely publicised, so we were in just as much potential danger, but just got on with it as part of life. You can't wrap kids up in cotton wool 24/7!

Marco.

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Quite so - there was a report of a "flasher" in the local common when I was still at primary, so a gang of us (ages about eight to ten) went out to hunt him with home made bows and arrows (we all had sheaf knives as well):lol:

Didn't find him, so we ended up damming up a brook, then destroying the dam with rocks once it had built up a decent amount of water behind it.

God, I'm getting old - rambling on about the good old days:wheniwasaboy:

In the future, when today's kids "grow up" and have to fend for themselves, they'll be reminiscing about the good old days when mum used to make their breakfast and drive them to school, and how they were kept at home with their X Boxes when the school's heating thermostat went faulty or the Wifi went down...

poor sods :doh: