Classic British Flight Sim

When I were a lad...

5 to 9 years old - Bradford
'ad to walk more than mile to school in deep snow (winter of '63). Snow over me wellies so sore legs and wet socks.
'ad to play out in t'rain. And snow. And sunshine. And freezin cold.
'ad to eat after me father and older brothers - booo!
Always jam sandwiches for tea.
Got beaten before I said anything. Just in case.

And later - Suffolk
Miles of countryside, haystacks, ponds, lagoons, sea, forest and wildlife (heaven).
5 mile bus journey to school, which we would sometimes, accidentally on purpose, miss. Still a 5 mile walk never hurt anyone.
Lizards at the bus stop.
Cherry trees. What they actually grow on trees and you can pick them and eat them?
Scrumping!
Finding a derelict house with a large strawberry patch!
RAF Woodbridge and RAF Bentwaters! Phantoms and Hercs.
Strange ponds with old WWII munitions in them.
Taking one such old munition home and causing a bit of a panic.

Childhood was definitely a game of two halves!

Well, when I was a kid, we lived in a rolled up newspaper.....Come on - someone had to say it.

Well, when I was a kid, we lived in a rolled up newspaper

And thrashed within an inch of our lives daily... if we were lucky!

The walls in our 'ouse were so thin, one day me mother opened 'er oven door, and found the woman next door dippin''er bread in our gravy.

You think you had it tough....

Rolled up newspaper? You were lucky!

You were lucky.. if were weren't up working half an hour before we went to bed...
Our dad would kill us and dance upon our graves singing hallelujah.

Singing? Ha! You were lucky. No entertainment in our hole.

'ole! 'ole you say! We used t'dream abite livin in a 'ole! Huddled agen a dry stone wall with a bit of corrugated iron for t'roof was t'best we cud manage!

Eh? Cud you say? Our mom made us porage from cud.. ...