He said he'd take me to the wrestling if he could get away after his Saturday morning shift in the docks. After a certain time it was obvious he'd been detained and I wouldn't be going.
A bit later, to the dulcet tones of Kent Walton it comes on the telly, and there he is sitting in the front row!
It was fun later though, hearing Nan extract what had detained him at work and hearing him literally hang himself in lies and subterfuge.
always thought that the wrestling was recorded rather than live ...if so your Grandad have even more to answer for
He said he'd take me to the wrestling if he could get away after his Saturday morning shift in the docks. After a certain time it was obvious he'd been detained and I wouldn't be going.
A bit later, to the dulcet tones of Kent Walton it comes on the telly, and there he is sitting in the front row!
It was fun later though, hearing Nan extract what had detained him at work and hearing him literally hang himself in lies and subterfuge.
always thought that the wrestling was recorded rather than live ...if so your Grandad have even more to answer for
I can assure you it was live. Kent Walton's commentary was wedged between the half time and full time football scores.
Was so disappointed the first time I was knowingly awake as midnight approached. I kept asking ' is it tomorrow yet' and was upset that nothing actually happened as today became tomorrow.
Being given a new LP and then realising it was one of those shit K-TEL rip off copies.
Playing Subutteo on the front room carpet and hearing that "crunch" as you kneeled on Georgie Best.
Going to saturday morning pictures and not being picked out by the compere for a special (but shit) prize.
Going on the Woolwich ferry for the delights of north Woolwich and realising that it was an even bigger shithole than the south side.
Wanting a flash new drop handlebar racing bike but getting a second hand old people's trundler (still feel shit about being so off with my mum and dad, who would have deprived themselves silly to buy it for me).
First kiss with a girl when we were both about 7. I didn't have a clue why it was rubbish but Rock Hudson and Doris Day made it look much nicer in the movies.
Spotting what I hoped was an Argos catalogue or Radio Times in the bushes, but finding that someone had spilled what looked like Mayonaise all over it.
Getting home after buying your latest commodore game, then having to duck behind the sofa because charltonparklane was ringing the bloody door bell again.
Spotting My big breasted, blonde english teacher from australia out with her boyfriend in bexleyheath, that day before we got relegated from the prem against sheffield wednesday, what a shit weekend that was
That time growing up where you are comfortable with the order of things. You are one of the good guys, who hangs out with like-minded intelligent funny guys. You know and despise the guys that are arrogant or aggressive or vindictive or thick or bullying. And then you see the best looking girls walking out with those wankers
Virtually every time I bought a game for my 48k zx spectrum. Took ages to load, if it worked at all, and the graphics were normally cack. My mates had c64s as well to compound the pain
Having to go indoors before the other kids at night because our mum worked night shift at The Brook Hospital and our old man was nowhere to be seen.
When you got a brand new leather football for Christmas and the painted coating came off after a couple of months and when the ball got wet it weighed a tonne and would almost knock you out if you headed it.
When you heard the ice cream van come down onto the estate but by the time you scrounged some money and went out there you saw the back end of it disappearing down the hill.
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There's no pleasing some people.
I never fully accepted it. Especially seeing some of the shits that are at pro level! (Doesn't help having a few friends playing semi pro level)
Absolutely gutted me as an 11 year old.
She wouldn't warn me, she would just pick the phone up and start dialling, which made a horrible noise on the dial-up.
My dad took me fishing when I was a kid, it bored the shit out of me.
I know some people love fishing, but it really wasn't for me
Was so disappointed the first time I was knowingly awake as midnight approached. I kept asking ' is it tomorrow yet' and was upset that nothing actually happened as today became tomorrow.
Playing Subutteo on the front room carpet and hearing that "crunch" as you kneeled on Georgie Best.
Going to saturday morning pictures and not being picked out by the compere for a special (but shit) prize.
Going on the Woolwich ferry for the delights of north Woolwich and realising that it was an even bigger shithole than the south side.
Wanting a flash new drop handlebar racing bike but getting a second hand old people's trundler (still feel shit about being so off with my mum and dad, who would have deprived themselves silly to buy it for me).
First kiss with a girl when we were both about 7. I didn't have a clue why it was rubbish but Rock Hudson and Doris Day made it look much nicer in the movies.
Kids/Teens don't know how easy they have it nowadays with mobiles and social media.
Having a spectrum when all your mates had a commodore
You are one of the good guys, who hangs out with like-minded intelligent funny guys.
You know and despise the guys that are arrogant or aggressive or vindictive or thick or bullying.
And then you see the best looking girls walking out with those wankers
When you got a brand new leather football for Christmas and the painted coating came off after a couple of months and when the ball got wet it weighed a tonne and would almost knock you out if you headed it.
When you heard the ice cream van come down onto the estate but by the time you scrounged some money and went out there you saw the back end of it disappearing down the hill.