Oh Where Have Those Days Gone.

[Carolly]

Chez you sung about Orange Balls....oh well me train spotting was ok then

[Odie]

Originally Posted by Carolly

Yes I remember when I was about 7 or 8 living in Ilford going with my little boyfriend Stuart Foster........ere wonder if his reading this.....to Valentines Park and go fishing for me little tadpoles....oh boy me eyes are getting wet now with this memory and those happy times doing me fishing with me little fishing net

I brought a glass jar to the forest, with holes in the lid, there were thousands, I just scooped them up in my hands....mom and dad always thought I should have been a boy.

THEN, I bought two white rats! Dad made me this gigantic cage for them, tons of room for them to explore, all kind of things to go inbetween....then the female had babies......I had no idea she was a girl and he was a boy! I quickly read up, and we placed the male to his own part of the cage which dad then sectioned off, otherwise he would have eaten them!

I would take them outside and they would play in the grass!

but watching the tadpoles ever so slowly turn into little frogs was the best experience for me.

Originally Posted by Carolly

Join the club Carla

Over the holidays, my oldest sister realized that I'll be 50 on my next birthday. "My baby sister can't be 50!" she lamented. "46, I like that number so that's what you'll be from now on". If it could only be true!

46 or 50, I remember a lot of these Carolly. Some days I feel older then my years but in my mind, I'm still the kid running around barefoot in the grass chasing fireflies on a warm summer night.

[kazalala]

Originally Posted by Chezzie

Loved playing 2 balls against the wall with various chants, one being 'play me balls ice cream, turn around ice cream and so on. There was another version which consisted of sticking a tennis ball in one of your mums stockings and whacking it against the wall.

We also used to play ambulance tick which was a bit like murder ball but whichever part of the body the ball hit you had to hold until someone set you free.

Oh and Knights on White Horses which was like knock-a-door-running, except you had to run along the kerb pretending you were on a horse - if you fell off (or got pushed off) the kerb you hadto go back to the house you knocked at.

Who needed playstations!

We played one called "Peep behind the curtains" and "May I?"

May I? was a weird one, having to ask someone if we may move a certain amount of spaces and then having to do an impression of a tomato while moving.

or something like that. lol.



When i was at lower school we played a game called Orange Balls.

We all skipped in a circle singing:

"Orange balls! orange balls! here we go again, the last one to sit down gets a boyfriend!"

Then whoever sat down last goes away for a minute while we all decide who her boyfriend is.

She then stands in the middle, we tell her who her boyfriend is and then we skip round her singing:

"cross your heart if you love him" x4 [she has to do the action]

"stamp your feet if you hate him!" x4 [she does the action if its applicable]

then "lay down dead if you want to marry him, orange balls!" [she lays down if she wants to marry him]

and that was basically the game.


We had a game called Bastard, where we'd split into two teams and pick a word. We'd each get a letter of the word and then the other team would have to chase us and force us to give them out letter. There was rules such as no hitting, but it often go out of hand and people would kick you or pull your hair. Awww, memories

We did skipping and rounders. Oh yes, and conkers and scraps when they were in season. And hopscotch and the Farmer's in his den, and Giant Steps and Baby Steps, and What's the Time Mr Wolf......................the list is endless when I get to thinking about it.


The farmer wants a wife
One kids gets to be the farmer and stands in the middle, the rest hold hands and dance around him singing. He chooses a wife who joins him in the middle, the wife chooses a child, the child chooses a nurse and the nurse chooses someone to be the dog.

The farmer wants a wife, the farmer wants a wife, E I addy O, the farmer wants a wife

The wife wants a child, the wife wants a child E I addy O, the wife wants a child.

The child wants a nurse, the child wants a nurse EI addy O, the child wants a nurse.

The nurse wants a dog, the nurse wants a dog E I addy O, the nurse wants a dog.

We all pat the dog, we all pat the dog E I addy O, we all pat the dog.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaa all them well not orange ballsour knocky nine doors was just knocking on a door then running and hiding,,, but one we used to do ,,, cant remember the name was to put some string through the door knockers,, all along the street all joined up,,, then hide round the corner and pull the stringit was a major operation geting the string all along without getting caught but worth it to see all the doors opening at once eeee we were naughty sometimes

[Carolly]

Originally Posted by Odie

I brought a glass jar to the forest, with holes in the lid, there were thousands, I just scooped them up in my hands....mom and dad always thought I should have been a boy.

THEN, I bought two white rats! Dad made me this gigantic cage for them, tons of room for them to explore, all kind of things to go inbetween....then the female had babies......I had no idea she was a girl and he was a boy! I quickly read up, and we placed the male to his own part of the cage which dad then sectioned off, otherwise he would have eaten them!

I would take them outside and they would play in the grass!

but watching the tadpoles ever so slowly turn into little frogs was the best experience for me.

What a lovely story Odie...fanks for sharing

[Carolly]

Originally Posted by JAB

Over the holidays, my oldest sister realized that I'll be 50 on my next birthday. "My baby sister can't be 50!" she lamented. "46, I like that number so that's what you'll be from now on". If it could only be true!

46 or 50, I remember a lot of these Carolly. Some days I feel older then my years but in my mind, I'm still the kid running around barefoot in the grass chasing fireflies on a warm summer night.

Jab how right you are babe.Do we ever grow up in some ways......and do we want to that is the point?

[Odie]

Originally Posted by JAB

Over the holidays, my oldest sister realized that I'll be 50 on my next birthday. "My baby sister can't be 50!" she lamented. "46, I like that number so that's what you'll be from now on". If it could only be true!

46 or 50, I remember a lot of these Carolly. Some days I feel older then my years but in my mind, I'm still the kid running around barefoot in the grass chasing fireflies on a warm summer night.

we're are just young spring chicks here!

I'm still running around barefoot!

[Carolly]

Originally Posted by kazalala

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaa all them well not orange ballsour knocky nine doors was just knocking on a door then running and hiding,,, but one we used to do ,,, cant remember the name was to put some string through the door knockers,, all along the street all joined up,,, then hide round the corner and pull the stringit was a major operation geting the string all along without getting caught but worth it to see all the doors opening at once eeee we were naughty sometimes

And when did you do this Kazalala..............last bleedin week

[kazalala]

Originally Posted by Carolly

And when did you do this Kazalala..............last bleedin week

other naughty things,,, narky nicking ( thats nicking the turnips out of the farmers fields to use as a lantern for halloween) Apple scrumping,, my brother got a good whacking from someone who found him up his apple tree

and i just remembered something i used to love,,, we used to pick rhubarb out of the garden adn sit on the back step dipping it in to sugar and eating it

Originally Posted by Carolly

Jab how right you are babe.Do we ever grow up in some ways......and do we want to that is the point?

Nah, not completely.

I still like to be silly.
I like to giggle.
I like to have people tell me stories.
I like to run around outside and play kickball.
I like to do belly flops in the swimming pool.

I came into this world kicking and screaming and that's how I plan to go out!