MindPhuck
Eric Mooney
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| im talking about hide and seek in the park, the shop down the road, hopscotch, donkey, skipping, handstands, stuck-in-the-mud, football with an old can, dandy, beano, twinkle and roly poly, hula hoops, jumping the stream, building a swing from a tyre and a piece of rope tied to a tree - building tree-houses, climbing up onto roofs. tennis on the street, the smell of the sun and fresh cut grass. coat hangers hanging from electric wires...
hubba bubba bubble gum and 2p flogs, macaroon bars and woppas, 3p refreshers and wham bars, superhero chewing gum, golf ball chewing gums and liquorice whips, desperate dan and roy of the rovers, sherbet dips and mr. freezes, marathon bars and everlasting gobstoppers...
an ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune - chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe neopolitan..
wait ... watching saturday morning cartoons ... short commercials, battle of the planets, road runner, he-man, swapshop, and why dont you?, transformers, how do you do?, bosco, forty-coats, the littlest hobo and lassie, chucklevision, the muppet show, macgyver, scarecrow and mrs king, little house on the prairie and highway to heaven, or staying up for knight rider, magnum pi, blakes 7, minder, the new avengers and the professionals.
and for the older ones: magic roundabout, blue peter, pebble mill at one, felix the cat, wacky races, star trek (in colour!), the angelus, daktari, dr who..
when around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere. and how about going to school in the dark with your flourescent armband..?
a million midget bites, sticky fingers and mud all over you, knee-pads
on your jeans, cops and robbers, rounders, tip the can, queenie-i-o, climbing trees, spin-the-bottle, building igloos out of snow banks, walking to school - no matter what the weather, running till you were out of breath. laughing so hard that your stomach or your cheeks hurt, jumping on the bed. pillow fights, spinning around, getting dizzy and
falling down was cause for giggles. being tired from playing... remember that...?
the worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team...
water balloons were the ultimate weapon..
football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle...
and dont forget the marietta sandwiches wed make by buttering a cupla marietta biscuits and stickin them together. and that quare oul mixture made in a tall glass with hb ice cream and taylor keith red lemonade...
im not finished just yet...
eating raw jelly, orange squash ice pops...
remember when ... there were two types of runners - girls and boys and dunlop green flash and the only time you wore them, at school was for "p.e."...
it wasnt odd to have two or three "best" friends, when nobody owned a pure bred dog, when 25p was decent pocket money, when youd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny, when nearly everyones mum was at home when the kids got there, when it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents....
when any parent could discipline any kid or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it...
remember when....
decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"
"race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest. money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "monopoly", the game of life and connect four, oric-1, atari 2600s and commadore 64s. the worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs. it was unbelievable that red rover or rounders wasnt an olympic event...
having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a biro barrel pea shooter or an elastic band. scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better. ice cream was considered a basic food group.
getting a foot of snow was a dream come true. abilities were discovered because of a "double dare" older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.
if you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived!!!!
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